There is a trip that not many do because of how many people who do not make it back from the hike. What people hike up is a waterfall is called Yosemite Falls and it is the tallest waterfall in California. So when my family and I go camping there we always talk about how we should try to hike it, but we never actually do because of how scared we are. One year though some of my family members and I decided to go to the top because of how much we have wanted to do it for so long. So what we did was we all went to bed early so we could wake up early. This hike is a long one the trip up and down if you walk fast can be about an eight-hour hike. We did not have that much experience hiking up anything this enormous besides a hike that was three miles …show more content…
Luckily, we all were all able to get up and not one was left behind. It was surprising that no one was left behind since my family is really bad with getting up on time. When we woke up it was six in the morning and we started get everything ready for the hike. We packed about two bottles of water and filled up an entire hydra pack which is about two liters of water. Once everything was packed, we started off to the bottom of the waterfall. We got there about seven and grouped up at the bottom of the trail. We circled up and started to pray for our trip up because we were nervous about the hike. Then, when we started our adventure. I started off with a dirt path that zig-zags up hill. It was not too hard in the beginning the hardest part was about an hour later when stairs came on the path. The stairs were made of stone and none of them were even. It was hard to keep balance on the path and it was burning our legs. We took the most brakes there stopping about every other four staircases. It was hard because more of us were even close to being in shape. So it was very hard for us continue to walking up the mountain. When we travelled, so I was not keeping track of how long we travelled, so when I came to a vertical hill I thought we made it to the top. I ran to the top and saw the most beautiful view. It turned out not to be the top of the waterfall and, instead it turned out to be the half way mark. It was still an amazing view to see because the sun was about in the middle of the sky and it hit the valley of Yosemite perfectly to where it made look like the perfect summer day. The sun was shining bright and the tree’s had the perfect shade of green on them and you could see the birds flying by. It was an amazing sight to see. We didn’t stay there long because we wanted to make sure we got to the top fast. We journeyed onward. The trip
Fischer gives a biased view on guiding the mountain by explaining, “[We’ve] built a yellow brick road to the summit,” (Krakauer 86). Fischer explains to the clients he will get them all there and it will be an easy time if they just follow the leader. Rob Hall took a more rational approach to his client’s abilities by telling them, “With enough determination, any bloody idiot can get up this hill. The trick is to get back down alive,” (Krakauer 190). Hall explains when the climbers have a lot of energy on the way up they are focused on success, but on the way down they are exhausted and having reached the summit, lack determination to complete a goal.
Led by Rob Hall, they were the clear choice. The climb was set up into five camps. Everyone would stay at Base Camp, but make trips up to the other camps to become familiar with the mountain. Once everyone was acclimated, they would make a run at the summit while only having to spend one night in “The Death Zone” (Above 25,000 feet). The climbers would be assisted by Sherpas, who are Himalayans who help with carrying supplies.
Arlene Blum spoke of her many adventures and risky decisions when climbing, in her book. “I had no choice, but to glissade down the mountain (Blume 10).” At this time in Arlene’s career as a novice climber it was not smart to take the chance of doing such a dangerous act. She later paid for this action in the infirmary, which proved this was not the most intelligent decisions. Furthermore, she explains the hazard of altitude sickness in Breaking Trail a Climbing Life.
People have had a penchant for seeking thrills for a long time. Whether it is skiing fast, base jumping, or racing, people have been chasing the rush of adrenaline and the feeling of accomplishment from participating in such activities. Mountain climbing has been one of these thrills that people have participated in for years. The arduous task of scaling a mountain has mesmerized people and inspired them to climb it seeking fame and accolades. But is also inspires them to challenge themselves and prove to themselves that they can do anything.
Around the world, people are more into the thought and experience of climbing mountains. More people turn to the most famous mountain in the world, Mount Everest. Over the years climbing a mountain isn’t how it used to be. It didn’t have to be a dream anymore. It is about making your dream a reality.
One day, I woke up excited and ready to start my day, when I suddenly the screams from my mom pieced my ears. She had to give me some good news. She walked into my room that morning to surprise me saying, “You were nominated to run for the great event happening in Boston this weekend.” I got out of my bed, and started packing my clothes for the big marathon. I had to catch the 12 noon flight, that same day.
I decided to partner with a group called “Hike for Mental Health,” raising money for mental health research and to end the stigma surrounding mental illness. I made new friends with other hikers, though the crowd grew sparser as hikers quit from the immense strain. I continued my hike, summiting the 6,289-foot-tall Mount Washington, descending a stone climb in the dark, only feet away from a raging waterfall, steeling my nerves to make it to Katahdin, the northern terminus. On October 22nd, 2013, I successfully completed my 2,185-mile
A massive storm blew in, dropping the temperature to about one hundred below zero. Despite the cold, a lot of the climbers went on and that is just amazing to me. They had to chip away ice from their oxygen tanks, they had snow blasting them in the face at upwards of eighty miles per hour, and they had ice freezing their eyes shut. It was a miracle that anyone made it down at all. It had to have taken serious strength and determination to get down that mountain in those conditions.
we had to wait again in the car to go back down the mountain because the roads were too icy to drive down. Being in those conditions for so long we all started to feel a little loopy almost like a drunk feeling which made the wait a little more bearable. Finally after three to four hours on the top of Pikes Peak we could finally go down. The drive down was horrible, the road was all curvy with some pretty sharp turns and my uncle had to be careful with the breaks so they wouldn 't overheat, we had to stop a lot more times on the way down because everyone was feeling pretty sick.
“Get in the car.” I yelled at my sister as she lagged behind pretending to be in her own world. I thought of all the times in the last hour and a half that I had yelled at my sister. I only did it because she annoyed me and really gets on my nerves. I thought back to when Mr. Zimmerman said we had to go on a hike.
The entire day had been a struggle as we slipped on the various rocks underneath our feet as we made our way up Mt. Phillips. Every ten minutes our Scoutmaster, Mr. Britton, would gleefully shout, and “Come on boys, just a little more climbing and we will be at the top.” Although I wanted to believe him, I was running out of energy. This was the most difficult challenge I had ever faced in my seventeen years of life
Jim was a friend I used to hang out with back when I was in middle school. He was a decent companion to me, and since I was new to the school, he made me feel like I wasn 't the only one. We would play basketball and play his Nintendo at whenever I would go to his house after school. He was slightly tall, so when we played basketball, he would generally give a good old fashioned thumping to me on the court. He was taller than I was so I could not block any of his shots.
Getting to the top of the cliff took at least an hour, where it usually takes about fifteen
The trek down the mountain was much easier than the way up in two ways, Jinny had Jeff and the living food to help him and second he wasn't worried about his panda anymore. The second one was way more important to Jinny than the first one. It took them around two days to get down to Jinny’s house. Jinny barely had any food so it felt very good to eat a decent amount of food.
After we packed up all our stuff my dad said” Everyone go to bed, so we can wake up fresh in the morning and get the trip started”. So, we all went to bed. I can barely sleep thinking about all the fun were going to have. After about 15 minutes everyone was sound asleep and so was I.