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The Mountain

G.G.'s avid about hiking, has been for years, and has recently stepped up the whole effort by going every weekend for pretty much the entire summer.

The only time he hasn't gone was when he and the Daughter were on the great national park tour and soccer tournament of 2011, and they hiked then, too.

Did I mention that G.G. is a coach? And is all about encouraging others to enjoy what he enjoys? And he's pretty much relentless when he decides his cause is worth sharing?

Are you figuring out where this is going yet?

He recruited me. Me, the trail walker/jogger/part time yogi/stair walker wife.

How did he do this? Boots, of course. He bought me boots. My old ones were fine, but heavy, and old, and mostly weren't the more modern form fitted design that bodes well for funky rocky surfaces and such.

New Boots that GG bought me so I'd join his hiking club. But the lite version of the club, not the 21 miles along the Crest trail club.
Because when you're G.G., and you've been married to me for almost 24 years? You just kind of know how to recruit me for stuff.

And this Saturday the lite version of G.G.'s hiking group is going for hike along the Crest ridge. With their newest recruit no doubt acting as caboose.


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