But first – a note about Abby. She is sooo much better. After spending half the night sleeping with Abby on the floor, she got up this morning with her eyes looking bright. She struggled to her feet but ate her breakfast with relish and went out by herself – without assistance. By the time I got home from my hike, she was almost herself. She’s still slow on her legs, but she did manage to come upstairs all by herself. She’s on the mend. She is retired from hiking – that’s for sure. But she’s healthy and happy again. She even got one of her stuffies and made Simon play with her. The relief I feel is palpable.
And now – the hike: a group of five of us hiked up to Lyle Lakes and beyond to within about 500 metres of the top of Mount Brennan. Snow and weather stopped us. But it was so magnificent, so heart-stoppingly beautiful, I lost all ambition to summit. I was simply in heaven and nothing else really mattered.
I thought I’d achieved alpine in the past couple of weeks on Idaho and Kusakanax. But this is the alpine I’ve been missing – this lofty, elevated place where you are right inside the arms of the mountains – this place where I can feel the mountain’s beating heart and hear her whisper to me.
I am happy. Content. At peace.
And excited about hiking in more alpine tomorrow!