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Thanksgiving Day Hike, we headed out with our heavy wool and layers of silk and wool..

Gorge wind, ice, black ice, dark hike, a few sun spots, cold cold wind, snow, ice, frozen muscles, epic fall in the snow with a shoulder row (saved my cup), many black ice falls, epic cold freezing wind, to cold to take pictures (I only took a few), to cold to make tea, finished right before it got dark...

Gave thanks for butt warmers and dreamed of a hot shower when we got home.

Wobbled out of the car, took a 30 minute hot, hot shower, hugged the wood stove and sipped on a hot cup of tea..

I used half a jar of my Invigorating Cream on me and a took a tincture that is used for nerves and muscles.  

14.4 mile and 7 hours...

Next day we felt good and made plans to go back out on Sunday.  

My husband wrote about our adventure: 

http://mountainwarrior.ning.com/profiles/blogs/do-you-know-my-wife?xg_source=activity

The question is whether we are to be tourist or participants in our heritage.  I am interested in the question, because I believe it to be an eminently practical one.  I do not believe that tourists can preserve anything, including themselves, for very long.  And one of the tragedies of the modern world is that it has made us tourists of our own destiny.  It has taught us to turn to the past for diversion rather than instruction.  It has taught us to look into our inheritance for curiosities rather than patterns.  

Wendell Berry