We went for a walk

Cliff and I were driving through the Rocky Mountain National Park today.  Upon arriving at the tundra stop, I saw a path leading up the mountain.  A sign said that if you followed the path to the end, you would have ascended 1,000 feet.  It didn't look like the path led very far, and we had not gone for a walk today.  

 Upward we trudged.

 Looking ahead, we saw lots of other people.  The walk couldn't be that tough.

 Of course, we really couldn't see the end of the path.

Remember, the thin air is hard on us Missouri folks, not to mention the wind that was blowing about fifty miles per hour.  So we were really moving slowly.  But I kept telling Cliff, "It will be much easier going back downhill.

 Behold the mushroom rocks.  We went on up there to see them close-up.

 This proves that I made it that far.

The path went on upward.  Had we wanted to ascend to higher ground, we would have taken a right turn.  We took a left turn and went back to the car.  We had been gone almost an hour and I was totally exhausted.  Whew.  On the way back, I said, "Cliff, did you notice we were the fattest people who went that far on the path?" 

I think we deserve a reward for that.