Last week, I told you about a little girl who climbed Mt. Washington.
Since then, many people have inquired about Izzy’s age. I didn’t mention it in the story because I had titled the article “A 10 Year Old’s Mt. Washington Climb.” But the headline was changed, so her age never made it to print.
People have asked me, “How old do kids have to be before taking them hiking?”
I guess that depends on your children. I was hiking down from the top of Whiteface Mountain one day and came across a family climbing up. There were two little girls with their mom and dad that I estimate were maybe 7 and 9.
I asked the littlest one if she had hiked all the way from the bottom. With great joy and excitement, she told me she had and a few days before, she completed a goal of climbing to every fire tower on mountain summits in the state. Now that’s quite a feat, and she did it at a very young age.
Anyway, back to where I was initially going.
I’m getting ready for that Mt. Marcy hike that I had planned for last fall — the one that got snowed out. I carry a 25-pound pack up the hill behind my house every day so I’ll be in shape for the climb. I see plenty of wildlife every morning, which makes my hike more interesting.
Two mornings ago, I watched a pair of spike horn bucks. I saw a doe with her fawn and a six-pointer Wednesday, but Thursday morning was even more interesting.
As I quietly walked through the hardwood toward a small, grassy clearing, I saw some movement. There in front of me, about 60 yards away, was a mother coyote and a pair of this year’s pups. They were sniffing and working their way through the grass.