It doesn't look like much really. Here are some pictures. One is more or less at the bottom of that particular rise and the other is half way up.
|If I were crazy, here is were I'd be starting at the bottom of this rise...|
|Half way up, and it's a son of a gun!|
I used to walk 8 miles a day. Fast as I could. So I didn't slow down for the Heartbreak Hill but good thing I was a lot more fit then because that hill got my heart rate to an unenviable high count! Good grief! It only took maybe 40 yards after the top of it to have normal heart rate going again though.
Looking at it you would swear I'm missing a few brain cells--- but remember...this was when I was in my 30's...extremely fit and it still got to me when I sped up it. The pitch of the hill was just right if you wanna call it that, to half kill ya. Nowadays I'd have to set the iPhone to the emergency number and just press the call button and wait for the ambulance! :-)
Nowadays as I start walking again I scout out where best to go but with some gentle rises. I'll get better and go farther. Up to about 3-4 miles now.