Apparently, if you haven't been on a hike in several years, and you didn't realize it was 3 miles in AND 3 miles out, and the total elevation gain is over a half mile in those 3 miles, a hike like this can be VERY difficult. We should know, we survived!
Although our legs are aching and we feel as though we are possibly the most out-of-shape couple on the planet right now (seriously, at least 7 60+ men passed us on the way up), we had a marvelous time. The leaves were just starting to turn fantastic shades of gold and orange.
And the view from the top was gorgeous, as well. We felt a great sense of accomplishment at not having quit, at making it all the way.
Additionally, we had five hours all to ourselves, with no TV, email, or homework. We talked and laughed and felt rejuvinated in spirit, if nothing else, by the time we reached the bottom.
So although we have fondly nicknamed it "The Hike of Death," we had a very enjoyable Saturday (although not so much joy on Sunday and Monday, since we're bruised and battered and SORE). Someday, it can be expected that we'll repeat it.