hiking the Y.
13 seriously steep switchbacks up to a bunch of painted white rock.
about a 1000 feet of elevation gain.
every time i really think about it, it just seems miserable.
in fact the first time i hiked it, it was miserable.
(think middle of the night, pouring rain, practically crawling up the muddy trail)
my mom loves hiking the Y.
when she comes into town, we hike the Y.
it has become a tradition.
for the past three years on
the most elite wake up a little too early to do some serious laboring.
we hike that Y.
and you know what,
it is never as miserable as i think it is going to be.
and miserable or not,
it is always an adventure.
whether we are pressing our luck
and getting prime parking
littering crunchy pear cores and getting scolded
looking good in the early morning
making it to the top
attempting a little upside down action
(it was traumatizing)
running into good ol' kyle
pondering how beautiful provo really is
having a hard time actually finding where our house is
giving short-lived piggy back rides
walking backwards in serious style
or whipping out the best jumping shot in the history
it is a tradition worth keeping.
until next year!
p.s. did you know no other college in the US of A has a larger symbol. the Y takes the cake!