On the whole trip I was trailing behind my wife.
She has a lighter build; practices yoga and recently into training her muscle as well.
I haven’t been exercising for a while and carrying a heavy backpack with water and a relatively heavy camera.
We walked along a narrow and slippery ridge of a mountain with mist on both sides and couldn’t see much further ahead.
This narrow strip we walked reminded me of Moses walking across the sea with our Lord helping him to part the waters.
Luckily, there were chains on both sides to demarcate the edges of the ridge . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .