We were really enjoying the vistas along the way. We could see (what seemed to be) Anchorage city.

For the last part, the trail turned rocky. There was no marked path and everyone was following their own route. It was quite steep. We started off pretty well. But at one point - it felt like my shoes had lost all the traction (this was not the first time it happened though). I could not climb over the stones, specially since there was practically nothing to hold on to. I had lost faith in my hiking shoes. And it was a terrible feeling. I felt scared at that point. I just stopped while contemplating my options. I even thought of climbing down. In whichever direction I tried to step, it seemed impossible to move forward. H was ahead of me and had made her way through the rocks. She was trying to encourage me to climb up since we were really steps away from the top. But I just stood there with (I think) my legs shaking.

I gave myself some time to clear up my mind. I can’t recall what small talk I had with myself inside my head. I got myself together and pushed forward. And strange enough it was not really difficult this time. In retrospect. I think it was the fear and the lost faith in my shoes. I did make a mental note to buy myself a new pair of hiking shoes.

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