My friend Natalie talks about 'falling into your legs', when walking feels like flow in the body and it becomes effortless.It is a joy to me when I feel this sense of falling into my legs when I am on a path.
It was not to be today though.I felt like I was fighting my way up the Thunder Mountain Trail to High Camp here in Squaw Valley, my new hikers making my feet talk to me, my body achy, short of breathe at this altitude, the loose scree path making it hard to settle into a rhythm, the scenery scrappy, the 'no see ums' are biting, my heart not into a steep climb…
But, the wildflowers are in bloom, always a pleasure to see.And the waterfalls are still flowing from the snow melt.
Back at the timeshare, I swam, used the spa and sauna and put the walk behind me.
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| Above the treeline, tough walking. |
'and at last the Lake burst upon us -- a noble sheet of blue water lifted six thousand three hundred feet above the level of the sea, and walled in by a rim of snow-clad mountain peaks that towered aloft full three thousand feet higher still! It was a vast oval, and one would have to use up eighty or a hundred good miles in traveling around it. As it lay there with the shadows of the mountains brilliantly photographed upon its still surface I thought it must surely be the fairest picture the whole earth affords.'
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| View of Lake Tahoe and the Sierra's from High Camp |
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| Top of the world at High Camp, |
