Hangin' Tough

If you are reading this it probably means you know me, which is to say you recognize that I'm not the toughest cat around, in fact in a lot of ways I'm down right wimpy. Yet today I went for a little hike at Hanging Lake and I of course was wearing my sandals, but there were a number people on the trail with hearty hiking boots and even hiking poles. What else would you wear besides sandals? This was far easier of a hike than Half Dome, the hike by which all hikes will forever be judged, and I wore sandals to the top there. Although, I must admit, it did make me feel a little tougher.

I think I now understand the whole Rocky Mountain thing a little more. The trail was awful rough and rugged. While not as long or difficult as some of the hikes Lisa and I took a couple of summers ago in Oregon and Washington, it was not nearly as smooth of a trail, though. The lake was a fun place to write my sermon for Sunday. If I can figure out some of my computer struggles I hope share some pictures.