answer:I have a long, sad story about hiking, but I will make it short. I went on a Sierra Club hike with my husband and son, and I fell so far behind, hubby had to take my pack, and finally, he volunteered to stay behind with me, while the rest of the group went on to the camp site. We arrived about four hours after the rest of the group, including our 12 year old son. It was supposedly an ‘easy’ four hour trip, but the trail was rained out, and we had to ‘hike’ over the dry stream bed, climbing over boulders for five miles. I thought they would have to bring in a rescue crew for me to return home, but the next morning went well.