The man in his mid-thirties stared at the sign at the bottom of the mountain.
“Vernal Falls 0.8”
He thought to himself, “Less than a mile to the view? I could totally do this.”
He watched his wife and daughter walk ahead of him hand-in-hand and followed behind. On the outside he looked calm, but his head and heart were racing 100 miles an hour. He was not a hiker. Not because he didn’t like it, but because his health was a problem. He was an asthmatic, allergic to everything, and out of shape.
He watched as his daughter scurried in front of him. She was a natural adventurer and fearless like her mother. She loved exploring and nature. He was a man who loved air conditioning and nice hotels with room service.
“They have a snack bar near the top right?” He laughed outloud.
A sea of hikers were…
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