Annobel hasn't arrived yet , but I will make sure I take her only on safe walks (unless she fancies a bit of adveture.)
After two years of almost daily very long, very steep walks at an altitude of over 3,300 feet, I am acclimatised and certainly fitter than I have ever been before in my unsporty life. I rarely get breathless and my heart rate might speed up a bit but it returns to normal within a minute or so. My bp this morning was 125/80.
Juragran and I have taken walks together and she never flags, but she is ten years younger and also Swiss born and bred, so the mountains are in her blood. She also does downhill skiing and skating. We had a fabulous time snorkelling in Egypt in June. She is my ideal companion, particularly as she knows the names of all the flora and fauna of the Alps.
MY daughter and her family in NZ took me on several walks in excess of 10kms in the lovely Nelson Lakes, and they take no prisoners.
When I lived in the Pyrenees, nine years ago, I got to know an old lady of 84 who took me on some lovely, tough walks. She wore cuban heels and a long, woollen skirt. At least I wear good boots and trousers.
I know the golden rules of walking are to have a companion or at least tell someone where you are going, but that is not possible for me. I carry my mobile phone and a loud whistle and walk very carefully. I cannot contemplate a life without a bit of adventure and I hope I am still walking when I am 90.