It must have been fifty years ago that I first climbed to the top of the Alger Alp. It was the Garvin kids that introduced me to those mountains. They lived near there back then. There were many children in their family, but they always welcomed one or two more for the night, weekend, week. Maybe even one year, most of an entire summer. Before heading out in the morning, we would gather in their kitchen and pack up a picnic to take along with us. I recall sitting up on top of the hills and looking out in absolute awe at the beauty of the valley below. Here I am on this hike, looking out at that same valley.
I had not been to the very top of any of those mountains since I was just a kid, so it was an easy decision to include this hike in with my Sixty Before Sixty hikes. Here are the highlights.