Hiked up Pico de Loro (again) yesterday. Funny how, when I first climbed it a few years ago to celebrate my birthday, I went as a TrailAdventours guest; these days I go as a TrailAd guide. One of our guests asked me if I ever get tired of climbing the same mountains. It was like asking me if I ever get tired of snuggling in bed with a book and a mug of hot chocolate on rainy Sundays. Though I am sensible to surfeit and also seek variety, I don’t easily tire of something I enjoy doing. Besides, the experience of hiking, like reading, varies with every instance, because things change in the interim. While a literary text seldom alters, a mountain always does, and so do I and the people I climb it with. Of course, there are mountains I like revisiting more than others–those that offer visions of open sky and distant peaks, vistas of seeming infinity.