Three years ago next week my (then soon to be) father in-law had a stroke. Yesterday Jen and I hiked him to the top of Camel’s Hump via Forest City, the Long Trail, and Burrows. Impressed and proud that he made the trek – he has been talking about hiking and climbing mountains since his first dark days in the recovery room.
We certainly tired him out – and the Forest City to Long Trail route was ambitious to say the least – but with our help he methodically scrambled the rock below the summit, cursing the vertical on the last push to the top – and did it all in style. We even managed to snag the bill from our waiter during a post hike feast – the entire day was our treat to celebrate life and recovery and possibility.
The little one and I hiked Mt. Philo today. Trail on the way up, road on the way down. Its a steep climb – steeper with 30 pounds of Ava and kid carrier on the back. Rounding the bend on the top to head down a single speed mountain biker was just clearing the top of the road. Disc brakes and a low gear… and a faint ‘Hello’. The road must top out at 18% +. There are places to get a bit of rest… but its work on a bike. About halfway down he bombed by us through a switchback, knobbies humming on the pavement.
Took a quick 4 mile hike with Maya to Nebraska Notch. Explored some beaver ponds and enjoyed the fresh scent of the woods. It rained most of the day Saturday – the woods were filled with the scent of life awakening from its winter slumber.
Hiked nearly to the top of Mt. Mansfield this afternoon from Underhill State Park. We were watching some weather moving in and headed down shortly after reaching the alpine area on the west face. We managed to get to the car just as the sun was setting and the rain started falling.