I'm reading Into Thin Air by Jon Krakauer. I hadn't felt compelled to read this bestseller before now, but since I'll be a mountaineer come next April (smile), I thought it should make my list.
It's a good read so far, though I wish there were more sensory details. I'm about halfway in and I haven't felt the sub-zero temperatures. Nor have I smelled the glaciers. But maybe that will come?
In any case, this book is offers great perspective. Mt. Hood is no Everest. A piece of cake by comparison. Easy as pie. A walk in the park. Like a knife through hot butter. Climbing Mt. Everest is something entirely different. I can only imagine what might fuel such an undertaking—insanity, obsession, a colossal ego, expendable fortunes, an expendable life?
The climb from Timberline Lodge to the summit is a short three mile climb. 5000 feet are gained in those three miles, but still.
Today's hike will be Triple Falls in the Gorge. It's a little over four miles with a 740 feet elevation gain. Gotta start somewhere.
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