Me: "Hey Willers, wus up?"
Will: "Hi my favorite sister Hil,
have I ever told you how I admire everything about you?
and for some reason you are so much smarter than I am even though
we share a lot of the same genes."
Me: "Wow, Will I always thought you were the smart one,
but it's nice of you to finally admit otherwise.
Anyway...I know that you and Kimmy hiked the "Y"
just a few weeks ago..how was it?
Will: "Oh it was great, easy, piece of cake...be sure to take your kids.
It will only take you a half hour to forty five minutes.
Don't worry about bringing water, unless you want to...
you won't even break a sweat.
You can bring a stroller to carry the little ones, it will glide right along the trail"
Me: "Sounds good Willy boy- say hi to the wife and tater-tot."
Not having hiked the "Y" before, Will's advice was all I had to go on
when we pulled up the the "Y" trail head a few days later.
When we arrived at 6:00 pm there was a weird hazy, smoky, windy thing going on in the valley and I almost suggested that we not go, but the kids were so foxy and energetic that there was no turning back.
The hike was awesome -We saw a map that noted thirteen turns to make it to the "Y".
The kids were right in their element. Walking along with freedom and bounce in their step.
Dean pushed Queen Quincy in the stroller and I carried Canyon in a baby pouch.
... TO the second turn.
I said outloud
"are you kidding me?"
We were only at
two of thirteen!
I gave Dean a fearful, self-doubting, "there is no-way" kind of look.
And he said
"Keep going...I'm sure it's just around the corner, you will want to be able to say you did it."
I was finished..spent..give out. We still had eleven more switchbacks to go.
Pitiful I know.
But then I thought about my brother Will and how he admired me so.
I had to keep going...for Will!
Most of the kids ran up ahead and Dean and I tried to keep up.
Canyon was a good baby - waking only when the rain and my mis-steps woke him up.
We finally heard the cries of joy as the kids made it to the "Y."
Wade and cousin Danny came running down to encourage us along.
Then finally we made it!
We laid eyes on the infamous white rocks.
As we arrived, the older kids came running down the hill towards us
suspiciously claiming that they had a better trail for us to follow.