Tuesday, September 8, 2015
I left on an early morning Friday with my aim set to get back on the Wasatch Crest via Millcreek Canyon. It was pitch black as I exited the car, the stars shining bright and a cool quiet morning. I began climbing, feeling weak, I ate plenty to fuel me, kept climbing and just did not feel right. Light headed and wiped out I sat down on the trail, found myself frustrated but was enjoying my headlamp off and in darkness blending in with the dark woods, the moonlight shined through the trees hitting slivers of trail. I feel better so let's try some more, I got sick again and sat down. This time I accepted defeat and listened to my body as I should, I headed for the car.