Sore

I had an amazing weekend, spending most of Saturday on top of the world on Grotto Mountain. Despite my expectation of a relatively easy scramble, this turned out to be a fairly challenging summit - I was hiking for around 7 hours in total (although it didn't help that I got lost a third of the way up the mountain and then had to turn back to start over). The ascent had a tough gradient, which was of course worse on the way down (my legs are in such bad shape from it that I don't think I can even go running today.) But the hardest part, as it always is for me, was the top. On this mountain, my vertigo was particularly encumbering, as the summit hike involved a 45-minute tramp along a knife-edge ridge. Beautiful, to be sure, but scary as hell.