bloodcreek, do it! I was 51 when I finally got to go. I went with 2 other guys and we split gas. All I was out was my tag, camping supplies, etc. It really didn't cost me much. I learned a lot, didn't score on an elk, but had the time of my life. Maybe not necessary but I got a prescription from my doctor to take care of any altitude sickness in case it bothered me. $10 worth of pills had my system ready for the first day while my buddies had to take it easy. I walked and scouted over 12 miles the day after I arrived while my buddies couldn't make 1/2 that distance. I admit the first time I hit 10,000 feet I was only traveling 50 feet at a time then stopping, 50 ft. and stop. 10,000 seemed to be the magic number for me the first couple of days[:-]. Anyway.....I am going back sometime soon I hope and it ain't getting any easier, I'll be 54 in May.