With a continuation of the high road to Taos these past 5 days, there’s been plenty of climbing. When I reach a “hill” I just want to dig in with my walking poles and get it over with. The problem in these parts is I might be at 7500 to 8000 ft. when that hill starts. The oxygen available at those altitudes is kinda thin for a ﬂat lander like me. I like to get them over with, so I continue to climb aggressively. The downhill sections cause brief anxiety for a distance walker in the mountains … you just hate giving back hard fought ground. There’s been lots of gains and losses. You need to keep a healthy perspective. I haven’t mentioned how beautiful it’s been. The peaks are snow covered and the skies so blue. When I reached the top of the pass into Taos a rain front moved in. Clouds married with the peaks and moved in and out of forested mountains like they knew each other. I was too mesmerized by the beauty to take a photograph … Well maybe one.