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Most Dangerous Hikes, and walk to a lake...

As you can tell from the photo, assuming of course anyone can actually see the photo - one never knows with these FB links (annoying I know, but there it is), I took a two mile hike Prospect Park Lake and back. People and water fowl were out in force, mainly because they can't really frolic to the beach (dangerous rip tides) and it's Sunday. Sunday is never a good day to wander about the Park. Ran across my neighbor along the way, who recently retired from Crazy Org, he's loving retirement and says his social security check and pension check are bigger than his actual pay check was. I should be fine then, since mine is railroad retirement. But I want to live at 62. He left at 66, because his wife who is 14 years younger than he is, is still working and pushed him to work a bit longer.
By the end of the hike, my stomach has having a hissy fit, and I felt out of breath, perspiring, a touch off balance. I don't want to say light headed or dizzy, just like I wanted to collapse into a heap on the sidewalk. I did not. I made it home. And drank water instead. But, it made me aware of the fact that I can't do long hikes yet, and need to build up to them. Slowly. I may start with long walks to and around Prospect Park and Greenwood Cemetery and my neighborhood on the weekends. And shorter walks during lunch. Also doing the eight flights of steps at 4th Avenue and 9th Street station from the R to the G/F line, except on bad weather days.
Also start doing more yoga exercises. (I don't like yoga - because I hate floor exercises - but I can probably do chair and standing yoga for a bit.)
I've requested to join "Trail Dames" on Meetups, which is a group of over 50, curvy women, who like to go hiking. It's not really safe to go hiking by yourself in the US, people do of course, but they usually know what they are doing, and don't have my health issues. Also, my cousin, who was thirty nine years of age, was killed on a solo hike. They'd found him dead on the side of the road with his head bashed in. He was an avid hiker, who did a lot of solo hikes near his home in Oregon, that had hiking trails in the backyard. It was tragic, and happened in 2022, the same year my Dad died.
Speaking of dangerous hikes. I was trolling about the internet at work one day and found a list of the most dangerous hikes, also HERE.
So, I asked my brother, an avid hiker, what his most insanely dangerous hike was - and he told me it was last week, hiking along a lake in Glacier National Park, where they came upon a mother Grizzly Bear and her cubs. The Grizzley became aware of them, they didn't sneak up on her (you never do that) and stood up on her hind legs. The walked quickly away and she pursued them for a good fifteen minutes before finally taking off into the brush. She was about fifty yards away.
Niece, also an avid hiker, most dangerous hike was probably Mount Silliman in the Sierras. Where she hiked off-trail and had to scramble up a sheer granite mountain face, with a thousand feet drop offs. It had beautiful views at the peak, but it dropped off in a 1000 foot cliff on the other side. The views were epic, but she doesn't do many dangerous hikes, preferring flora to epic views.
Epic view from Mount Silliman below:
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And a photo from the hike in Glacier, where alas, all the glaciers have melted long ago, along with most of the snow. Silly humans, if we'd been more careful and mindful of the environment, the glaciers would have lasted longer.
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Niece's need to travel overseas to Europe, ended, after she went to the Western United States and fell in love with the mountains. Our world is seriously awe inspiring. I'm in awe daily, just looking at the mountains of skyscrapers, ships, and harbor, plus lakes, trees, and bird. I would like to visit China - the pictures of China's landscapes and culture are mind-blowing.
My most dangerous hike - was most likely a tie between Barr Trial Hike on Pike's Peak with two girl-friends in undergrad (this was in the fall of 1988, I think) and a back-packing trip in Bandlier National Monument, where we hiked back country trials and ran into a black widow spider and a couple of huge raccoons. That was a wonderful trip. I did a lot of camping and hiking in my teens and early twenties, when I was in a lot better shape.
If you've made it this far? What were your most insanely dangerous hikes?
I want to visit Watkins Glenn and hike the seven waterfalls, which looks like it is right out of Lord of the Rings...but most of it is closed until the summer of 2026, so I have time.
Leaving with another pretty photo from my niece:
