c) Andrew Carter, 2021
Let’s be clear. Gravity is a b*tch, particularly for us older, more mature hikers. Curse you, Sir Isaac Newton.
I sometimes think that my hiking name should be “Sir Huff ‘n Puff” because the slightest incline sets me huffing and puffing as I climb.
When I was a boy hiking with my dad, I could never understand why he got winded so easily. Now, I do understand. On every climb, we’d have to stop numerous times so that he could take a “blow,” as he called it.
Today, when I hike with my son, our understanding is that he’ll power to the top of a climb by himself and wait for me there to catch up. He keeps reading material easily at hand to fill that waiting time.
For those of you who read the headline and thought of marijuana, shame.
