This post is by our dear friend Pam Layton who tells us about her recent adventure on Old Rag.
Old Rag…..what an experience. It
took three hours uphill to get to the top, definitely a test of strength. In a way, making our way to the top, is like
our journey of life! Getting closer and
closer to the top, the terrain was more difficult to climb. As we came across many
rocks and boulders, slippery spots and such, thank goodness the trail was
marked really well. There were a few
forks in the trail, but knowing which way to go was not too difficult. Being at the top, it was so beautiful and most
of all peaceful. I would have loved to
stay for hours and relax on the rocks and not have any worries. It would be a
perfect place to talk to the Father and spend time.
Getting down the mountain was a lot tougher than I thought
it would be. It was quite the hike. I was fortunate enough to spend time with my
mother –in –law for the trip down. She
had a great idea. When we got to the
creek we stopped and took our socks & shoes off to cool our feet off in the
ice cold water. The creek felt awesome
on our worn out feet. It was a numbing
kind of cold, though. Once we started
walking again, my feet felt better for a short time. Finally getting to the bottom was an
accomplishment.
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