61.17 Arizona: Yuma: Telegraph Trail plus Flagpole/Crucifix, part 1

Jen struggles up a very steep incline in the rain, poncho improves her wonderful shape.
A different hike from the above photograph, both memorable.
This view and photograph made a distinct impression upon us. The background seems to have much depth, it's extremely rugged and yet, most attractive.
I wish I could state another attractive view but that would be an exaggeration (nice tree, though). Nevertheless, it was a tough climb and tricky on the return (Flagpole hike).
A close-up of Jen trudging prior to a heavier rainfall.
Continuation of narrative from previous blog...

  Fast forward some ten years. On the way to Grand Canyon during a summer, I was filling the gas tank and found that I was struggling to breathe. It was extremely hot (110 degrees). My impression of Yuma was then formed, impossibility cold or hot. Perhaps not an intelligent summation but first impressions are powerful. 

  During 2020, Jen and I spent a week hiking in the city...well, slept in the city and hiked in the Gila Mountains. It was a wonderful experience. Hence, we returned to Yuma recently and besides being hampered by much needed rain, enjoyed another 5-day stint. It would have been extended had we not had other commitments. 

  Fortunately, another prejudice has been corrected. 

  I mentioned 'accents' earlier. I'm also a strong believer of 'balance in life', how earlier actions have later effects. We were with Natalie recently and she mentioned something about Ellie being a little embarrassed having Mom working at her school and 'being visible'...’young teen syndrome’. It reminded us of Natalie's 10th birthday, soon after arriving in San Diego. We hosted a party for her new friends. Prior to their arrival at our home, she called Jen aside and requested that we do not talk while her friends were present...our accents would embarrass her. 

One of the views at the top.
At mid-distance, the steep aspect of the remaining climb becomes apparent.
A hint of color on a dull day but a beauty in an of itself.
Farmland in the distance still visible despite the fog.
For those who have traveled through Yuma (San Diego to Phoenix) might recognize the I-8 going up and over the Gila Mountains. We are standing on Telegraph peak viewing the freeway's path beyond the range looking east.
Coming down is always more dangerous than ascending, the latter invariably more strenuous.
Cheers, 

Jenni and Jeffrey 

'Poncho Jenno' on the right of the 'mob' rushing up the trail. 'Slow down, guys, you make us feel lazy.'