The plan was to hike up to Two Trains, down the other side, back up Hurrah, back down to the lodge. That's a hike and I figured about 3.5 hours. Everything was off. I was slipping in places up to Two Trains that I don't slip. I nearly fell four times. Then when I went to go down the other side of Two Trains I slipped and fell off the first ledge. I decided that somehow my motor skills had vanished enough in one day not to try it and hiked back up to Two Trains. I sat on a rock trying to figure out why I was so uncoordinated today and even the rock I sat on collapsed. After that I worked my way very carefully back down to the road finding one spot at about the 5,000 foot elevation mark where there was shale with wave tracks in it. At one time the whole area up above Hurrah Pass was beachfront property. Hard to imagine.
As the day ended I went to take my boots off and found that somehow I had put on an old set of boots that I thought I had thrown away that had virtually no tread on the bottom. Good, I didn't have a stroke or physical ailment of some sort that affected my motor skills. I had boots with no traction.
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