“Over the past 40 years, every time I’ve driven past this mountain, I’ve wondered what it would be like to stand on the top,” said my dad’s voice on the other side of the phone. Turns out we both had free time two days hence, so let’s go climb a mountain!
That’s Bull Mountain, in the distance back there, on the far right
A gnarly dirt road (plus half of one that was too gnarly), 1.3 hiking miles, 1800 vertical feet, and a few juniper branches that didn’t want to let us pass later — we were on top!
It was a hard-fought summit that we didn’t know would even be possible until we got almost to the top. The crux was hidden from view from below. But once we got there, it was just one step in front of the other until there was no farther to go! And then we could see the whole range (plus our campsite way down there next to the dirt road).
Because we were so awesome, we treated ourselves to a night and a hike on the slickrock too.
Not everyone’s idea of a perfect vacation, but it felt just right to us!
Magrilless 
Perfection
And your mom is proud of you both. 👏