I will be leaving in a few days for New Hampshire with a couple of my friends. The last time I was in New Hampshire was with my family in 2003. We didn’t really hike, my family being primarily non-hikers, but we did see a lot of the White Mountain Region including Mt. Washington of course. Ever since I felt the clouds rushing past me on the summit, I’ve yearned to return — but by foot rather than by car. It’s not going to be an easy hike up, but I am persistent and this is something that I’ve wanted to do for myself since 2003. While most people were much less enthusiastic about the idea, I’m glad that I have a couple of friends who are coming along whom I can share the experience with.
For the past month, I’ve been hiking up and down Rouge Park with my insanely heavy pack and new boots, eager to wear them in. A lot of people wonder about the big hill that I talk about in Rouge Park (or more specifically Glen Rouge), so here are a couple of photographs that I took in order to show how big the hill really is. I haven’t seen anyone mountain bike up the hill, but then again I don’t know if bikes are allowed anyways.
Notice how the hill just drops down and how small the trees are down there? Nothing compared to the mountain of course. Nevertheless going up and down the hill got me gasping for air … tough stuff nonetheless …
I really admired this elderly gentleman who hiked up the hill. It’s not an easy task. One time I encountered football teams using this hill for training!
No one said reaching the summit was going to be easy … next Tuesday is when we start hiking up. Packing and gearing up right … now …
