Saturday, September 18, 2010

Mt. Timpanogos...

It's a beast! Every time I hike it, I tell myself I'll never do it again.
Maybe it's becuase Timp is covered in snow or clouds virtually the entire year except a few summer months. So when the peak is out and seems dry, it plays games with my mind. I feel like I have to do it. And you can't get away from it, you see it from every angle wherever you are in UT it seems. And then I forget that I nearly feel off a cliff the last time I did it and was so beat following. After being in London all summer too where there is maybe a single hill, I felt deprived of the mountains that I love so much.

Andrew and I hiked it when we were dating 4 years ago. It is a highlight of our courtship for sure. It was special to re-live some of those things too as we remembered different parts of the trails and things that happened. But my my poor knees and the bottom of my feet. I think Andrew rolled his ankle at least 5 times as we climb hand and foot over avalanche rock covering what we thought was the trail.

Despite todays aches and pains, I'm glad we did it. It is super fulfilling to do something extremely hard where are times you think about giving up but you just continue on. It's one of the best parts of being married too. To overcome hard things or trails together. Kind of correlates, right?

We acutally woke up last Saturday at 4:30 to be on the Mt. hiking by 6. Because it was dark, we took the wrong trail and ended up at Steward Falls. I've never been so disappointed to see a beautiful waterfall. It was a 4 mile detour so we just didn't have it in us to do Timp. that day. So I was determined to do it before it snowed. So yesterday we tried again. We didn't get started until 11:30, after Drew's class. We knew we were going to be facing the dark on our way back. We had flashlights for the last hour. The terrain isn't too bad then though.

Our proud stats:

Elevation: 11,800 feet
Length: 16 miles
Time: 8 hours 50 minutes

We had to take a lot of breaks on our way up--especially as the altitude ascended. The last mile I would count out 20 steps in my mind and then stop for a breather. I'm so out of shape. It's sad.


The Love Shack as we like to call it at the top of the peak. It is so windy at the top. But it is neat to be able to see Utah Lake and the Great Salt Lake in one view. There was a couple at the top from New York that had traveled to hike it. We were proud to call ourselves locals.
I always imagined that mountains rounded off at the top or leveled out, but there is literally a point where you can straddle the mountain. We didn't hang out too long because it was so windy. But if we sat out to the side of this little shack you felt like you were on both sides of the mountain. It's a neat feeling.

We proudly graffiti all over it too.

The start of the hike seems therapeutic. The leaves are changing and there is a cool breeze this time of year. But then come the switch backs and then the snow patches and then the rocks and cliffs.

Side view of the Mt. It's the one in the far distance. The one closest to us is the one that plays games with the mind. You hike it just to realize you are half way there.

This is at the saddle point. The last mile took us 45 minutes. It's the toughest part for sure.

This park was scary. The fact that I got my camera out at this point is a dedicated picture taker because I needed to be holding on to something. I couldn't resist though. He's so cute!

Rocks & Cliffs

Hard to believe there is wildlife this high up. This little guy was so cute. Saw him at the saddle point. You are basically at the top of the Mt with you get to the saddle. You just have to then get to the peak, highest point. It's windy and just as beautiful really but you've got to get to the Love Shack to say you did it.

Billy Goat/Mountain Goat--I think it is the same thing. They are beautiful. How do they stay so white? And they really do walk down sheer cliffs. A couple were headed towards us so just sat there (welcomed the break) waiting to see how close they'd come. They seemed to scatter when we walked towards them. I was ready with a camera and Andrew had a big rock in hand just in case they charged. ha! We didn't know what to expect with these guys. When they were about 15 feet from us they went straight down the cliff. I didn't get a good pic cause I kept thinking they'd get closer and then they were gone. Glad we didn't have to use the rock in hand.

White specs in the distance grazing. They're everywhere once you get towards the top.

After re-reading this post, it sounds more like a complaint than it does a sense of accomplishment or happy memory. Sorry! I'm still feeling the aftermath. I actually love to hike. I consider it a hobby.

1 comment:

Rachel Ricchio said...

hahaha. you're funny. you're such a trooper for going up there!