“So toiled they up the mountain slope
With faint and ever fainter hope
With faint and fainter voice the brook
Still bade them listen, pause and look”
John G. Whittier (1807 – 1892), American poet.
I dislike rushing up a mountain; feels more like work than pleasure. It becomes a superficial activity: conquer the mountain, grab some views, head back down. To each his own, but I prefer to connect with nature along the way: to make little discoveries and experience the surroundings through all the senses. Sure, there are times when bad weather or a long route demands a consistent pace; but when time and circumstances permit, I like to loiter.
Whatever your reason for hiking Table Mountain, make a point of acknowledging the mountain at least once on your way to the top, whether smelling a flower or listening to the clicking of a frog or drinking from a stream. It’s bound to enhance your experience of the mountain.