Tuesday morning, quite of few of us set out to hike Mt. Princeton, one of Colorado’s 14ners (meaning the mountain is over 14,000 feet). Some stayed back with the little girls.
Five thirty we left the cabin and drove to the trailhead. At that point, we dropped the van, and loaded into Christopher’s truck to drive up further. From the research done, we were planning on parking at the radio towers. It took us almost an hour to drive up the single lane, rocky, rough road, but we made it.
We weren’t totally sure what to expect of the terrain, although most of the group, except for the girls and Jesse, had hiked a 14er before.
At 7 a.m. we left Christopher’s truck, and the first forty minutes was quite easy, just walking along a dirt road. Then, we left the road and followed a path through a meadow. We soon hit a rock field, and we spent the remainder of the hike having to place each footstep among the rocks. Most of the time, we could see the summit in view.
We spent hours going across rock fields, but we pressed on. Around 11, we were on our final ascent. It was literally hand-over-hand as we climbed up the rocks. It would still not be considered a “technical” climb at all by those experienced, but for us it was difficult.
In our final ascent, the rest of the group got ahead, and I suddenly became fearful and told Dad I was done. I couldn’t imagine how we would get back down. I thought I would just sit on the rocks and wait for the others. Looking down all I saw was steep rocks, and looking up was still a hand over hand climb. Dad gently talked me through the situation, encouraging me that the rocks were solid and not slippery, and we would do it together. I needed to keep my eyes only on the rocks near me, not looking up or down, but move on, one “step” at a time. I took Dad’s encouragement and pressed on, and I’m glad I did :-). It reminds me of a spiritual analogy. If we set our focus on our past, we can become discouraged. If we look to the future, we can also get concerned. We have to focus on what the Lord has for us right now!
The summit was gorgeous, beautiful, amazing! We spent about a half hour on top, taking pictures and talking. Several others had also made the climb, and so we had company up there, and one man took a group picture for us. It was a wonderful experience.
It took around three and a half hours to hike back to the truck and about another hour down in Christopher’s truck to the van. It was a very long day and everyone was exhausted. Well, actually, the boys had far more energy left than some of us.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.” Psalms 19:1