One of the things we love and appreciate about living in this city is the beauty of the surrounding mountains! It’s easy to access the mountains, so there is a lot of climbing to be done! Most have paths or trails, and some even have stairs to the top. One day David and I went to climb the one across from our apartment. It’s a great way to see the city, learn about the city (for those like me who may or may not be directionally challenged), and PR over the city.

We noticed there were 2 people on the mountain peak next to the mountain we were on, so we went down and decided to check that mountain out. When we got to the bottom, there was no trail though. Just rocks. . . like straight up rock faces. So for me, it was a “must not be able to climb this one” thought. Then a 66 year old man came up and started climbing up the rock faces.

He said he climbs that mountain regularly and it wasn’t hard. He talked us into following him. . . which we regretted SEVERAL times in the hour that followed Once we started up, there was no turning back. It was the kind of climbing for experienced climbers (not D and I), and it would NOT have been a bad idea to have a safety rope and harness either!

We climbed 4 or 5 different rock faces, following our guide’s lead on the hand and foot holds. . . I was terrified. One wrong move and you will fall to your doom. Of course, I had faith in the Father that He wasn’t done with us yet . . . BUT I also thought we really needed to give the kids’ schools several more contact numbers in case something happened to both of us at the same time! AAAAAGH!

Let me just say. . . that man was amazing. Over twice my age and definitely climbing better than we did! Thankful to be at the bottom safely!

Our 66 year old “guide”

Me being goofy. . . it was seriously scary though

Stud muffin taking a break on the edge of a cliff because there was no where else to rest.

View from the top! Nice, but I won’t do it again!