This morning I met my friend Roberta to go for a hike up the side of a large hill or small mountain, whichever way you want to look at it. If I didn’t have plans with Roberta to go for this hike today, I would have just sat on the couch all day with the TV on, eating potato chips and chocolate, and either knitting or crocheting and not leaving the house. I think I would be great at doing solitary confinement in prison.
Anyway, so Roberta and I hiked up this large hill/small mountain in Los Osos, and it was not easy, but it was a good workout. When we got to the top, we both pulled out our cell phones to take photos of the view of the Bay and of the fog rolling in over the water, but the sunlight was so bright that neither one of us really knew if we were capturing any good photos.
The funny thing about the hike was that when we reached the lookout point, we discovered that somebody had carried an old bench all the way up there. Having just barely clawed my way up to the top of that mountain, I couldn’t imagine how anyone could be that agile and fit as to carry an unwieldy 50+ lbs bench while navigating that steep hiking trail. That takes some commitment and dedication.
But I guess in the end, the view from the top makes it all worth it.