Now that school’s back in session, I’m sure you’ve been answering the question “What’d you do this summer?”
We had lots of fun this summer, but one of the things I’m most proud of is my hike up Deer Mountain at Rocky Mountain National Park!
My first experience with hiking anything other than flat land was this winter in Palm Springs, CA when my husband and I hiked through various canyons. I must say I felt like quite the outdoors-man (or woman) on those hikes and the views were spectacular!
When we booked our flight to Denver for this summer I declared almost immediately that we would be hiking through Rocky Mountain National Park just like we had hiked the canyons.
After getting a recommendation to hike Deer Mountain we were off . . . and 15 minutes into the hike I thought I was dying!
“Can we slow down?” I’d huff while my husband trudged ahead.
“Wait . . . feel my heart, its racing!” I’d worry while trying to keep up with his strides.
and finally, “What is wrong with me! This mountain is crazy!”
We hiked the mountain in a little under 2 hours and 15 minutes (not including our 30 minute lunch at the top where we enjoyed the views and chased ground squirrels away from our crackers).
When we finally got back to the car I pulled out the mountain statistics:
Starting Elevation: 8940 feet
Highest Elevation: 10013 feet
Round Trip Distance: 6.2 miles
Hello?!? No wonder I was out of breath. I’m used to living at an elevation of 668 ft., so before we even took off up the mountain, I was already 8272 feet higher than I was used to!
Then, we took off like crazy people! From my point of view there are two ways to measure the reason I thought this mountain climb was so hard . . . the first is the slope of that darn mountain trail must have been really high! Or, the speed at which we were walking up the side of that mountain was much, much too fast to really enjoy the scenery.
What do you think? Steep slope? Fast walking? Or just out of shape mathematician?