My journey through life in pictures. Mostly raw and as unedited as life can be.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Coulson Gulch: First Hike of the Summer
I went hiking today, since I am here writing this it means I survived it. It nearly killed me though, I am not as the greatest of shape, not completely used to this altitude. That is what killed me the most, the altitude, I can suffer though normally, but there were times I was almost sick. Not fun, but the destination was well worth the journey!
It was a nice hike, in a brutal gonna die sorta why, yes I am melodramatic sometimes, sue me! It started downhill, always a scary thought, cause it means you'll be tired going up hill. We crossed a stream bunches of times, it was awesome, the stream kept getting wider though. Then there was a great up hill part, made it though that fine, didn't even rest till I was almost up. I bought up the rear for most of, if not all of, the hike. That's fine by me, slow and steady, slow and steady. After the group rested for a few, we hit the second, steep downhill part. This part was pretty steep, and rocky, so I took my ever lovin time on it, last thing I wanted was a turned ankle.
I didn't really start taking pictures until the destination, but I did get some on the way back, I was resting a lot more by this time. But I digress, after the steep down hill part, and the super wide stream we crossed on a thin little log, thankfully some one remember to bring hiking sticks, we all needed the help. We went through a long beautiful meadow. There was rolling parts at this point, nothing too steep, and then we were there, the river, words cannot describe how beautiful of a day, place, everything it was!
We hung out for maybe an hour, just soaking it the day. Some climbed rocked, took pictures, I was more of the latter. Talked and just enjoyed nature at its finest. I totally brought up the rear on the way back, I felt kinda bad. They'd wait a bit, then continue. Finally we got to the steep part. The altitde was starting to get to be at this point. I was a bit nauseous. I sat there for a few more minutes, with Will and Mark. They, both far more adverntuous than I, hung back with me the whole way, and I cannot thank them enough for it. I'd go up a bit then need a break, the nausea was returning. Eventually, I went further at a time, but still stopping to make sure I would catch my breath. I was very hungry at this point, and that was zapping my enery like nothing.
We finally made it, I got a larabar, it was the best freakin' thing I've ever eaten! Went back to the dorms and had supper and it was worth it.
Labels:
Colorado,
death by hiking,
Friends,
hiking,
Rocky Mountain,
Streams,
Summer
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment