Day 5, Serve - Aigert, 20 km
Today was the day of the big push. Maybe I should be glad to have the naysayer, it made me think about this day's hike and want it more.
So happy to have done it!!
First off this morning reindeer wandered into the yard while eating breakfast. The mountain was shrouded in low clouds. I waited. And waited.
I couldn't wait any longer and left around 8:20. There was a metal bridge over a raging stream with cascading waterfalls. Then the climb/up began. It took me 4 hours to get to the top. I had an eating break in the emergency hut right next to the trail. There was also a porto at the top.
There was a stoney walk around and then another significant up. There, there was a cluster of little lakes.
Then more of a stoney walk. At one point I took a fall. Truthfully, I'm shocked I haven't fallen until now. There's a sense that one has: I'm going down and there's nothing I can do about it. Just try to land right.
After rolling to my feet I took inventory. My foot must've twisted, the instep felt owie, and there was an egg coming on my shin. I could still walk and I wasn't dead, all good.
I probably had 4-5 miles to go.
The stoney path moderated, but I wasn't taking any chances; I stepped carefully and intentionally. Also, the downhill had begun. So, on one hand I was glad, but it also put more strain on my foot.
I could have really cruised but this was my last full day and I wanted to take it in. I had one last break on a rock where I could see down, off in the distance the hut by a small lake.
The feeling is one of jubilation and melancholy, glad I've done the hike, sad it's almost over. Also a sense of accomplishment and self-discovery: I am stronger than I think.
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So happy to have done it!!
First off this morning reindeer wandered into the yard while eating breakfast. The mountain was shrouded in low clouds. I waited. And waited.
I couldn't wait any longer and left around 8:20. There was a metal bridge over a raging stream with cascading waterfalls. Then the climb/up began. It took me 4 hours to get to the top. I had an eating break in the emergency hut right next to the trail. There was also a porto at the top.
There was a stoney walk around and then another significant up. There, there was a cluster of little lakes.
Then more of a stoney walk. At one point I took a fall. Truthfully, I'm shocked I haven't fallen until now. There's a sense that one has: I'm going down and there's nothing I can do about it. Just try to land right.
After rolling to my feet I took inventory. My foot must've twisted, the instep felt owie, and there was an egg coming on my shin. I could still walk and I wasn't dead, all good.
I probably had 4-5 miles to go.
The stoney path moderated, but I wasn't taking any chances; I stepped carefully and intentionally. Also, the downhill had begun. So, on one hand I was glad, but it also put more strain on my foot.
I could have really cruised but this was my last full day and I wanted to take it in. I had one last break on a rock where I could see down, off in the distance the hut by a small lake.
The feeling is one of jubilation and melancholy, glad I've done the hike, sad it's almost over. Also a sense of accomplishment and self-discovery: I am stronger than I think.
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