I thought that the way from the Passo della Cisa to Ponremoli would be a descent. However, it proved to be a serious of many ascents and descents. It was a bit more than I expected. With no place along the way to have a capuccino and something to eat, I made sure I had some breakfast before leaving. By the time I reached Arzengio, only a few km from my destination, I found a bar that served panini. For one panini, a capuccino, and an iced tea it cost me the same amount as my food shopping for two days worth of food at the supermarket in Pontrmoli.
I learned a long time ago, on a hiking trip in the White Mountains of New Hampshire, that descents can be grueling. With my fraternity brothers, Jim Davis, Bobby Wen, and Thom O'Malley, I was ready for some hiking in the mountains. In shape (coaching wrestling at the time) I did a great job climbing up those trails. By the third day the descents had killed my knees. I practically crawled down the last day. Now at twice the age of that young man that I was, I think that I'm much wiser about descents.
Sometimes I still think sadly about Thom and his difficult descent after is bicycle accident and head injury. His battle with depression and his ultimate suicide must have been a painful descent. I often hope and pray that, now that his battle is over, he is in a better place in fullness of life.

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