My maternal grandmother, Lula Frank Amos Wood, was born on June 16, 1901. Today is the anniversary of her birth. It is also Father’s Day.
What else could I do on this Sunday afternoon? I hiked House Mountain for the 159th time! (This was my 23rd hike with my “bionic” joints.) Yesterday's first article hinted at what I might do today.
Please enjoy the following three photographs. Uncharacteristically, I didn’t photograph my 2006 Frontier. Leaving, I was pleasantly distracted by a young man from Alaska. He was using my passenger-side truck windows as a mirror to do whatever he was doing to prepare to hike. A nice young man, I enjoyed talking with him briefly. Alaska has winter. Russia has winter. I don’t recall exactly when we had a winter, a real winter, around here.
The above is my usual photograph at the west bluff. My trusty canteen is in the shot. I hiked up to the bluff in 33 minutes. Before acquiring my “bionic” joints (left shoulder, right knee, and right foot), taking 25 minutes to hike up that trail on a warm day would be acceptable. My usual time, with surgically installed metal in three joints, is now about 30 minutes. The heat and the frequent need to wipe off “gallons” of sweat from my forehead slowed me down a little.
The above image is from the upper-middle bluff, looking west. I have taken and included similar photographs before in previous articles. A good breeze cooled me off. This view was for you, Granny Wood!
Previously, I had hiked up the west trail, hiked across the ridge heading east, and reached the upper-middle bluff. I decided to hike back across and down the same trails.
Back near the west bluff, I took the above photograph close to the west bluff. The view looks southwest this time. In the image, the west bluff is the large outcropping in the distance. That was where I photographed my canteen before.
My 159th hike on House Mountain this afternoon was in honor of Granny Wood, Papaw Wood, Papaw Ferrell, my father, and my father-in-law.
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