My sister visited last week and we decided to camp for a couple of nights in Glacier National Park. She wanted to do a major hike, so the three of us decided to try a nineteen mile loop that we'd read about in one of my day hike books. The hike leaves from Two Medicine Campground, one of the most beautiful spots in the park if you ask me.
The beautiful vistas on our descent didn't make an impression at all. The three of us had one thought: DOWN.
But we did it. Mike says he checked it out on Google Earth and that "I'll be impressed with what I've done when I see the height of that mountain" as much as I want to feel like a bad ass for doing 19 miles up and down five months after major surgery...the victory feeling just ain't there.
Hiking that rock face was the scariest thing I've ever done. It was scarier than the black bear that we didn't see until we were ON HIM at mile 18. We were so focused on getting back to the truck that we never saw him until [could have been] too late. We're just lucky there are still plenty of berries out there.