America's mountain is 14,115 feet and 13 miles to the top. We started with the Manitou Incline which was 2,000 elevation gain in 2,800 steps in less than a mile. It felt good. It was quite the exhilarating start to climbing the mountain. I didn't feel like it was overly hard and I took my time knowing that I had another 12 miles and 6,000 feet to go. We were able to catch the sunrise and it was completely stunning and soul filling. The weather was perfect, not to hot not to cold.
I knew this would be hard for Jody, but he didn't complain. He took it one step at a time and rested when he needed to. The path is very easy. It doesn't have steep drop offs or anything to panic you that seems dangerous. It's a giving mountain, you could feel her tender spirit of wanting to help you succeed.
Towards the last 3 miles, the A Line, Jody was starting to slow down a lot and feeling the altitude. Another hiker was going his pace and her name was Valerie. She thought she was going to die. She was young and not acclimated from Texas. I gave her my poles and talked her through it. She was dry heaving and not able to eat much. I ended up carrying her pack and got her on the train at the top. She was so grateful and said I saved her life. I think God put us together and God knows us individually.
I was a little worried at the top that we wouldn't have a ride with the COG train down. Fortunately a really nice train conductor squeezed all 17 of us on somehow. It was starting to snow and I didn't have a jacket.
I'm glad I was able to hike this beautiful mountain and that Jody took me.