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Santa Fe lies at the feet of the Sangre de Cristo mountain range, the southernmost portion of the Rocky Mountains. The Atalaya mountain is just one of the hump-backed peaks. The southern face of the mountains tend to be rocky and arid, grown over with desert plants baking in the sun. The northern face looks more typical of the Rockies: a thick canvass of evergreens.
We hiked up the mountain to the peak overlooking Santa Fe at an elevation of over 9,000 feet. Overfed from our trip and underexercised, we labored under heavy breath and sweat to the top. The elevation did not help. For the first time we could feel it affect us.
The winding, switchback laden trail tricked us with false peaks. We would defeat a particularly steep rock scramble, looking forward to finally conquering the mountain, only to find that the trail shifted left or right and took us even higher. But as you invest the energy, so your defiance at the mountain increases. The more it frustrates you, the more you must make it suffer. And how does one make an immovable object that has stood for millions of years suffer? You stand on top of it so that you are taller than it is.*
*It is important to note that the trees do not find this particularly intimidating.
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