A Note from Utah

I haven't had an original thought for a while, so I'm posting an e-mail my father sent:

I hiked up Timpanogos Mountain with my son-in-law, Barry, my daughter, Keiko, and their children. We only went as high as Timpanogos Cave, which has some unusual stalactites and stalagmites. The cave is reached after a climb of about a mile and a half from the ranger station, and a vertical ascent of about 1200 feet. The climb is roughly equivalent to walking up the stairs of the old World Trade Center buildings from the lobby to the observation decks, but doing so along a narrow switchback trail at cliff's edge.

I felt proud of my accomplishment, having reached the cave entrance without having a heart attack. However, just as I was about to return from the cave, I spotted a young Hawaiian boy nearly at the top of the climb, having done it on crutches.