Mt Grays Peak
Hiking was a common activity when I was younger. My family and I would go on hikes with our friends and we would start out early in the day. I don't remember how old I was, but I remember that only my Dad and I finished the hike and signed our names at the top of Grays Peak. It was windy and clouds cast shadows on the faraway mountains as I stood on the giant rocks among a few other people who had made it to the top. I think this may have been one of my first tastes of triumph. That moment was a turning point to my competitive side and I began to view so much in life as a mountain and challenge I must overcome. Some of that gusto is gone now, but it still lingers in my memory of that moment. I wrote about it in elementary school and took pride in the fact I had stood on a 14,270 foot mountain. It was a real shot of life, to picture how big the world was and even though I was small, I still made the climb. Never had I felt such a victory, even to this very day.
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I remember that. You were 7 years old. Dad and I got you a mermaid barbie as a reward for finishing the hike. Ian was only 3 years old. so he was too little to finish it. That hike was 5 miles, one way. We were so proud of you. We still are. Your next mountain is your first novel to be published. I can't wait.
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