The trails were in great shape, the weather was perfect, not too many people...
To my amazement, however, I suffered from altitude sickness. First time in many, many years this has happened! I had it once before, the very first time I presented a paper at a conference in Copper Mountain west of Denver (elevation 10,400 feet), back around 2001 or so. So I know exactly what it feels like: dizziness, malaise, severe headache, ache in chest, out-of-breath, -- a very funny feeling.
My arthritis is really crimping my style, too. I'm not letting it stop me, but it has sure turned my "hiking" in "slow moseying".
2 comments:
pretty pictures. I miss you.
That's gorgeous! And there's only one cure for altitude sickness: go hiking more until you get used to it, right?
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