I forgot to mention a story from long ago when we visited Yosemite one winter to go cross-country skiing. We drove up to Badger Pass Ski Area, which is located on the road to Glacier Point. After skiing for a while, we decided to turn around and go back to the car. Feeling like we put in a good amount of exercise that day, we were humbled by an “older-looking” couple who shoosh-shooshed right by us on their skis. When we met up with them at the end of the ski trail, they informed us they were coming from the self-guided overnight trip to Glacier Point Ski Hut (21 miles round-trip), where they had spent the night!
We’re now an “older-looking” couple, and while there’s no way we could make that trip, we’re doing our best. 🙂

Now, a correction to an earlier post. Doug has informed me that we did, in fact, hike the entire trail to the top of Yosemite Falls. I *thought* we had, because I remember sitting well-away from the cliff edge while watching some totally crazy guy swing from a rope out over the edge of the falls. Even now, the thought makes my legs weak. Anyway, when writing my post a few days ago, I thought, “There’s no way we could have gone to the top,” but then again, I recall it was an all-day hike, and we were on the last few switchbacks of our descent as it was growing dark. I should have double-checked. :-]

The older we get the more afraid of doing things. I wonder why?
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I think because we know from experience that one bad mishap wl have us doing nothing at all for months!
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Sorry – a finger blitz on the phone keyboard. You get the point, though. 🤣 xo
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