It’s been a while since I went hiking with my retired friends. First there were the body malfunctions, then the weather, then travel, etc. But, Tuesday I was finally able to organize a long over due hike to Read Mountain Preserve.
It’s funny when you have been on a hike before and you only remember the good parts (I believe it’s called selective memory). Sometimes things get lost in the details. Like what I thought I remembered as an easy 4 mile round trip, was in reality closer to six miles and more on the moderate level. But we had a great time, great view and just general pleasure of being back out in the woods together.
When my knees are screaming and my hips are aching, I just look at these happy faces and remember why it’s all worth it.
We hike for the pure joy of it.