I love Robert Frost … if you don’t believe me, check out: We can laugh about it now, we’re okay. I wasn’t quite as committed to this mimic, so I followed the wisdom of the ages from The Holy Grail: “skip a bit, brother.”)
Two trails split on basically a cliff,
And sorry I could not turn around
Without some ridicule, I stood stiff
Then leaned to ’til the bars hit my midriff
Praying I would keep the rubber side down;
I shall be telling with voiced raised high
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two trails diverged on a cliff, and I–
I took the one where I wouldn’t die
And that has made all the difference.
Uh, because, duh, I wouldn’t be here to tell you this if I took the one on the right that basically bombs straight down a 30% grade. Pro-tip: switchbacks are your friend.