Three weeks ago...

"Do you think you'll ever hike Half Dome again?" It was a question asked less than an hour after we returned to the village. Despite my aching toes, I answered with a shrug, "Maybe in a year."

Three days ago...

We were atop Half Dome once more. The journey along rocky and ascending trails was easier the second time around. We started later, but hiked more rapidly. It took over an hour to climb the last 900 feet. One needs to reach the base before noon for people-free cables.

We spent nearly two hours on the dome taking photos, walking from one end to the other and snacking. The snow from three weeks ago had melted. Girls in swimsuits sunbathed. A group of guys roasted hot dogs on their miniature grill. Teenagers leaned precariously over the edge to look thousands of feet below. While waiting for the others to arrive, we took a little time to write. It was quite wonderful.

On the valley floor, the question was repeated, "Would you hike Half Dome again?" My answer was the same as before, but I was more adamant. There is so much to explore in Yosemite and beyond. Too much, actually, but just the right amount to keep me preoccupied for a while.

Half Dome. Been there, done that and loved it. It whetted my appetite. I won't take it for granted, but other adventures await.