Mount Baldy.  10,068 ft.  Our first hike above 8,000 ft in a while.  We started the hike on a really boring fireroad but our conversation kept us entertained.  When we entered above the clouds we stopped to take a photo when I realized, I feel weird.  And not weird/tired…I feel high.  And not high on drugs….high in the mountains. We were only at 7,500 at this point so I wondered why, I, who never got elevation sickness, was feeling like I was stoned.  Checking our trusty GPS (thanks dad!) quickly told us why.  We had just climbed our first 4 miles and ~2,000 ft gain in 1 hour!!  My sausage like fingers and foggy head made me realize, we have to slow down.  I never doubt my ability but I quickly feared we would not be able to summit.  I couldn’t have that.  So we stopped and slammed a G1, went to the bathroom, and 5 minutes later, it was as if nothing ever happened.  We felt GREAT!  Better than great, we almost felt like running.  But let’s not get too crazy, we didn’t.We crushed the hike and made it to summit….which still had snow!