After picking up the double, I nixed the hike.
Then I looked down at my thighs and added it back into the mix.
The rocky bits are a right bitch, as my bum ankle will attest, as are the steep climbs - particularly the final push.* The view at the top is lovely, though, and it's an excellent place to rest and shove one's racing heart back into one's ribcage. Lungs are usually recovered as you go back down the trail. The really super cool bit, though, is that at the turnoff from the Crazy-Ass Climb to the Vista of Lowering One's Heart Rate, there are cairns. I don't know for sure, but I suspect this is a THING on the Appalachian Trial. Hikers collect various small rocks and build the tiny towers to mark their passage, to show they've been there. As the summer has gone on, the cairns have grown in number and elaborateness.
My last set of pics was uninspired. One would think I have no skill at all, no eye with which to capture a decent shot. And that may be so, but that's not going to stop me from trying once again. That, as much as endlessly jiggly thighs, is what is spurring me up the trail tomorrow. Here's hoping it's worth it.
*I mentioned the hike to someone in class today, and she grinned. "Oh, you mean the Stairway to Heaven?" Yes. Yes, I do.