hike half dome

Well worth the effort. I did this hike three weeks ago and am still feeling on top of the world!!!!!!!!

I want to be able to be fit enough to do this without dying!

I’ve been invited to hike Half Dome with my REI co-workers in October. That gives me 3 months to get ready!!!!

It rained, snow, sleet and slush as I trudge my way to the top. Got to the base of cable however could not see the top of half dome. It was windy on the top. For a moment I thought I could do it. Just only a few feet away from my goal. Next time

Bought gear from REI and had first practice hike yesterday. Try out Crystal Cove for a 4 mile hike. It was a grueling time in a 97C temperature. Completed it under a four hours. Learned to hike earlier, brings slippers, and more water. Also learned that I will need to get myself in better shape.

I live about an hour away from Yosemite and plan on training this spring so that by the end of this summer I will be able to accomplish this goal: to work hard at challenge my body but to be rewarded with a life altering experience.

xoxox,
jess

Decided to do the hike to the base starting about midnight so my group would get there at sunrise and not have to deal with it being crowded. It is pretty scary and difficult the last quarter mile, but well worth it once you get to the top.

it’s totally worth it. the view is amazing. the hike can be tough, but if you bring enough food, water and plan enough time so you can take a few breaks, it’s not so bad.

I’ve hiked half dome three times, each time was different and very rewarding, although a bit hard on the knees! Definitely do your squats and lunges beforehand!

But you’d think it was from the long line to ascend it and physical condition of many of the hiker/climbers.

I hiked Half Dome on the same fuel that drives most of Half Dome’s hikers: pure ego. When I got to the top I realized how rediculous an endeavor it had been. There are two lines of steel cord with which climbers pull themselves to the top. I was not clipped into my line, and I didn’t see anyone else clipping in. But losing grip on the line would have meant a fatal or at very least highly-injurous fall. And I didn’t have just myself to trust – if anyone else fell and bumped me on their way down it would have been just as bad. My fellow climbers: not folks experienced with climbing, not people wearing proper shoes (many were in Keds-style sneakers or even sandals), not individuals considerate of the safety of others (often other climbers would rush past others or crowd them if they desired a different pace).

When I finished my climb I felt proud of my accomplishment, sure, but the stronger feeling was one of wishing that I had listened to something within me more subtle and wise than my ego when deciding whether or not to ascend to the top of this giant.