A couple friends and I went to Grand Teton National Park for a long weekend. If I said it looked just the same as the time I went when I was 11 I'd be lying. Or, maybe it wasn't so much that it looked different as I looked at it from a different perspective: from the top down!
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One of my favorite French expressions is: Pourquoi j’irais voir d’en bas ce que je connais déjà d’en haut?
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Choosing the high road isn't always easy, but it sure is worthwhile. No, I'm not talking about the moral high road, like Dudley Do-Right would. I'm talking about altitude. Although my attitude toward altitude wasn't dramatically altered by some former Grand Teton Jenny Lake Rangers we hiked with on Monday. It's a wonder anyone could move that fast ... and the youngest one was 67.
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I thought we were going up the trail in Death Canyon and ten off to the north on the Alaska Rim Trail ... oh, no! Irene (70) heads off-path about 15 minutes up the trail and proceeds, directissima, up the three hammagogs toward the mountain summit!
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Inspirational!
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Why would I wish to see something from below that I already know from above?
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