Hiking Humility
Hiking can be a humbling experience. The other day I was struggling the last quarter mile or so, which was on a steep incline, to finish a six mile hike. Part of the struggle was of my own doing. I had made a wrong turn some three miles back and had gone down a steep half mile section of a wrong trail which I then had to come back up. . So here I was plodding, literally putting one foot in front of the other, to make it up the last section when I heard a cheerful voice singing out just below me. A man appeared. He was no doubt cheering on his wife and two children who were a short distance behind him. He went on by me and then the wife and two children all of 7 and 8 went on past me as I sat huffing on the side of the trail. Yesterday, my tee shirt drenched, as I grappled my way up a boulder strewn trail which began in the town of Encamp and would come out at Lake Engolasters, I stood to the side and watched a group of about 50 or 60 chaperoned ten-...