Driving to the Mountain

At 1:00 this morning I rolled out of bed, ate some yogurt, completed my foot taping ritual and headed out the door. Heeding the sage advice; “A good hiker is a lazy hiker”, I took the elevator down conserving¬†five flights of energy.

I then hopped in the rental car, where I am now and left the Twin Arrows Resort which employs 1600 Navaho Indians who generally could care less if I was there or not.

Barring any freak tumbleweed accidents, I’ll be on the mountain within an hour.