And this was probably the best indication of the width of the trail though it did narrow even more in some spots. You can see the "hose" in the wall too. At one point I said to the kids that I was totally feeling the mountain goat vibe.
I laughed when I saw this pic. At this point I have on a sweater, a hoodie and my husband's windbreaker. I look like a female version of the Michelin man.
But in all fairness to my serious lack of hiking fashion sense, it was windy and cold. And my daughter was wrapped in a blanket. So we were both a fashion faux pax all happening at the same time. Once we got going, though, the exercise and the adrenaline soon got the blood flowing to warm us up.
Oh well, who has time for pride when you are basking in the glory of this creation of God's. Or trying to take picture number 239 of 255 that I took and not fall off the side of the mountain and embarrass my kids or force my EMT son to practice his occupation while on holidays.
But seriously, the mountains is where I totally get lost in the awesomeness of God. Even my husband notices a change in me as soon as we enter mountain area. The glory of His creation and how small we really are just makes me want to shout his praise and hear it echo in all the valleys. So beautiful. And it makes me so grateful that He gave us eyes to see it and the opportunity to experience it all!
"For behold, He who forms mountains and creates the wind
Amos 4:13 NASB