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WanDilson > After last year's trip to the Maze, Nate, Mark, and I decided that the desert is a pretty fantastic place to visit in the spring, so we decided to head back to the southern Utah/northern Arizona region for spring break in 2007. Our first destination was a place called Paria Canyon, where we would attempt to hike 38 miles in roughly 5 days. Now, I know that doesn't sound like much, but unlike 95% of the people who attempt this hike, we decided to risk it all and... *gasp*... HIKE UPSTREAM. However, as is usually the case on my vacations, nothing can really go exactly as planned...
WanDilson > You might be wondering why the first two pictures are of me, Nate, and Mark outside of the airport. Well, as luck would have it, Mark's backpack (an essential part of most backpacking trips) failed to arrive with Mark at the Las Vegas airport. As you might have deduced, this posed a slight problem for our trip. Luckily the friendly workers at Frontier Airlines told us that they had no idea where the backpack was and that they couldn't (i.e. wouldn't) put us up in a hotel room for the night. They did give us three $6 Starbucks gift certificates, so that pretty much evened everything out. Oh, and since we got to the rental car place so late, they were out of what we were supposed to get so they gave us a crappy PT Cruiser with no license plates and a thirty day tag that expired on March 28, 2007. This picture was taken a little after midnight on April 6, 2007.
WanDilson > Not knowing exactly what we were going to do yet, we decided we'd think better on a full stomach, so we found a 5-star diner called Blueberry Hill. Our waitress was great (I think she stopped by our table at least twice), and the food was delicious. We tried calling our buddy Huey who lives in Vegas to see if we could crash at his place, but he didn't feel the need to pick up. Or call us back the next day, for that matter. He did come through at the end of our trip though, so he made up for it in spades. But with no place to go and Mark's gear somewhere in the continental United States (we hoped), we decided to drive 15 miles outside of Vegas and find a place to camp for the night.
WanDilson > This is what we found. I'm not entirely sure what it was, but there was lots of construction equipment and dirt, and apparently it was owned by a company called Apex, which after some research I discovered is a waste removal and storage company. It was quite beautiful. After climbing a nearby mountain (or hill, depending on your perspective), Nate and I layed out our sleeping bags and crashed. Mark, sans sleeping bag, had to sleep in the cruiser, which I'm sure was quite comfortable. Here we are the following morning after a restful night's sleep.
WanDilson > Apex had everything. Construction equipment, heaps of giant tires, cement barriers, and even hats.
WanDilson > Lookin' good. That truck in the background pulled up in the morning and just sat there. We may have been trespassing, but who knows.
WanDilson > We were supposed to be back at the airport around 8:30 to see if Mark's pack had shown up, so we had a little time to kill. We decided to explore some of Apex's land in the meantime. We came across these chairs in the middle of nowhere, and upon further investigation discovered the ground was littered with millions of bullet shells and casings. Apparently it's a popular place to destroy inanimate objects.
WanDilson > To our surprise, we actually found an interesting little slot canyon to explore. We figured if Mark's pack didn't show up, we could at least see some nature (the bullets and garbage only added to the wilderness feel).
WanDilson > Alas, Mark's pack was waiting for us at the airport that morning, and I'm pretty sure I've never seen a more welcome sight. After almost throwing out Mark's back during the celebration, we gathered our things and were on our way (after a mostly-free breakfast at an airport Mexican restaurant). This rock you see is called White House, and its at the end of the trail we were hiking. We parked there and were picked up by a woman named Betty and shuttled to the beginning of the trail at Lee's Ferry, in northern Arizona. It was about an hour and a half drive (driving anywhere in canyon country takes forever), and Betty was a round, pleasant woman with a few useful tips (although I don't recall anything about quicksand). We also had some awkward Jesus conversations with two other ladies hitching a ride, one of whom was a teacher at a Catholic school in California.
After last year's trip to the Maze, Nate, Mark, and I decided that the desert is a pretty fantastic place to visit in the spring, so we decided to head back to the southern Utah/northern Arizona region for spring break in 2007. Our first destination was a place called Paria Canyon, where we would attempt to hike 38 miles in roughly 5 days. Now, I know that doesn't sound like much, but unlike 95% of the people who attempt this hike, we decided to risk it all and... *gasp*... HIKE UPSTREAM. However, as is usually the case on my vacations, nothing can really go exactly as planned...
 > After last year's trip to the Maze, Nate, Mark, and I decided that the desert is a pretty fantastic place to visit in the spring, so we decided to head back to the southern Utah/northern Arizona region for spring break in 2007. Our first destination was a place called Paria Canyon, where we would attempt to hike 38 miles in roughly 5 days. Now, I know that doesn't sound like much, but unlike 95% of the people who attempt this hike, we decided to risk it all and... *gasp*... HIKE UPSTREAM. However, as is usually the case on my vacations, nothing can really go exactly as planned...
After last year's trip to the Maze, Nate, Mark, and I decided that the desert is a pretty fantastic place to visit in the spring, so we decided to head back to the southern Utah/northern Arizona region for spring break in 2007. Our first destination was a place called Paria Canyon, where we would attempt to hike 38 miles in roughly 5 days. Now, I know that doesn't sound like much, but unlike 95% of the people who attempt this hike, we decided to risk it all and... *gasp*... HIKE UPSTREAM. However, as is usually the case on my vacations, nothing can really go exactly as planned...
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