Yesterday, at the the summit of Mount Monadnock, I borrowed Steve’s phone to call my brother, Keith, in Virginia. I told him, “Guess what? Steve and I are standing on top of the world … sort of. We’ve hiked to the top of a mountain. We’re standing nearly 3200 feet in the air!” And my brother responds, “And how the heck are you getting down?” 😉
Getting down was a bit of an adventure because of the slippery rocks and spring muds. At least those elements impeded us a bit, not the eleven-year olds zipping up and down the mountain around us. As we made our way, Steve and I kept looking for mushrooms. Didn’t see many of those, but did see a wealth of wild blueberries in bloom.
At the summit, we found a ledge to sit on for a quick repast of crackers and cheese, cold meat, and an orange. There was not much sound of silence around us. Monadnock is one of the most climbed mountains in the area if not the world. Despite the cacophany, it was a beautiful experience. For more information about the site, visit here.
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