As I sat there on the peak of the mountain trail, drawing in the cold burning air, gazing into the great grandeur
my chest began to swell with pride. Look at me, look what I did. My legs are cramping and my new hiking boots have crumbled my toes but I made it. …or it did until mister Wanderbär told me that before we could break we still had to cross another 2 1/2 hour pass.
My heart quickly sank, my tummy grumbled and I skipped down the snow path and tried to find a good view to bring it back up.
Now this next part my dear friends, I must admit was bananas. I am not your super wanderbär, still a newbie. And these treacherous little trails way up high in the slippery icy, cold side of the mountain did give me a fright.
Straight ahead and onward was where we were bound. Around the curves and into the shadows it was shivery and sleeted. We scaled the mountain twists with both hands firmly grasping wire rails bolted into the mountain side. My hands were blue and chilled as I ascented and prepared to crawl up the next slope.
It is amazing how one side of the mountain is so warm with vegetation and wildlife when right around the corner the other side is shadowed as well as completely underneath piles of snow.
Its this wierd paradox. I find myself so excited by what I am seeing, concurrently cautiously concerned for my next move.Living outside of your comfort zone is key, and is the most rewarding decisions to follow.
Every so often I would pause and gaze out into the sky. Admire the shadows cast upon the land by the lowering clouds, the reflections on the lake and the miraculous gentle change of seasons right in front of my eyes. My stomach would knot up as I crawled on my hands up the iced paths, but once and top I would feel an all over calming sense of relief.
As the quote from Sir Edmund Hillary goes, ” It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves”. I am a full on sucker for cliche quotes about life but truly this one hits the nail on the head. I run distance events to challenge my mind, I began hiking to challenge body and mind. And in turn I find I am always fully rewarded.
All in all it was around six hours and 10 Kilometres. Too warm, too cold, so many blisters and completely exaughsting, but incredible. The ending was a bit of a fright which was altogether cured by a stunning view and alcohol free weißbier.