Hiked up to Mt Adams last weekend. This was one of the hardest hikes I have done for last 10 + years… since I climbed up to Mt Fuji in my 20s. I had no idea how tough it was when I signed up for this, and by the time I got to the entry way to the mountain, I got scared, and hesitated to proceed, but there was no way to turn back.
It was really hot on the way to the camp ground, I was dripping my sweat like a crazy women. Then, once we got to the camp, it was covered by snow and we all changed to ski jackets and pants. There were a couple of times, I was so tired and almost wanted to give up, wishing I could just sit down and wait for my group of people to climb up and down…but I am glad I choose to stay on my track. It was worth traveling to see a orange red sunset, snow covered mountain from the top. Gorgeous, Speechless.
Then, every member of our group cheered me up time to time, so I could get up to the summit and make it down till the end. Some let me use one of her sticks to climb up the snowy mountain, some says “each step is a path to a victory”, yes that was a true, and other said, “this is not a race, doesn’t matter how fast get to the top, if you can complete it, that all matters. I could not have done this without everyone’s support, however, nobody could not physically take a step and carry the heavy backpack for me. I could have waited at the camp, but I decided to keep going, that was my victory of mind, body and spirit! I am so proud of myself and cerebrated my achievement. This experience showed me how strong I became over the years, and I feel I overcame one of the handles of my life.