I do enjoy hiking.
I love the view and the rocks.
I love Twizzle's enthusiasm on the trail.
Especially with mom. For the obvious reasons.
Because she is beautiful and fun and loving….. did you think I meant because she carries me up the whole way?
Sheesh. I am not that shallow.
But it does help to be carried.
Sometimes dad goes for a bike ride with Uncle Andy while mom and I trek through little mountain tourist towns.
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Well, at least that happened last weekend while we visited Rocky Mountain National Park.
We saw t shirt shops, taffy machines, yellow aspen trees, bugling elk, and big horned sheep!
Trail Ridge Road and some sheep. And mountains.
We got in the car to drive up a road, and I was abruptly woken up from my car nap when mom and dad ran me through a cold windy parking lot, rushed into a building called a visitor center, and stamped my new little book they told me was my national parks passport while the park ranger told them the center was closing for the year. It was all very sudden and confusing. Then they tossed me in a snow bank and pointed their iPhones at me.
Is snow usually this deep in September?
I highly recommend seeing your local mountains up close, especially if they include high alpine roads and year-round snowbanks.
To trek, one must start with a reliable set of shoes.
Find some shoes that will do the walking for you.
To trek, one must find trustworthy companions.
My mom and dad are my favorite trekking companions. For now.
Twizzle isn't trustworthy and he didn't carry anything, but he still makes a good trekking companion.
Grampy and grandma trek very well.
To trek, one must have protection from the elements.
A portable roof is highly recommended.
To trek, one must rest when one is tired.
I got to rest and continue to trek. Best shoes ever.
To trek, one must follow a reliable path.
It helps if the reliable path is also beautiful.
To trek, one must have an end goal.
This lake is named Isabelle. It is lovely.
I wouldn't know, I slept right through it.
So, go have your own trek…. just try not to miss the beautiful lake at the end of the trail.