Base Camp

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Monday, May 2, 2016

With few guests over the next two weeks finally there's some down time for hiking, climbing, kayaking and exploring. When I woke up this morning I realized I was out of hiking partners. I met Ray in around the 4th grade and we've been friends ever since. The question before me was which Ray to take with me. Looking out the window, then at the bookshelf, it was obvious. Now, to find a spot to reacquaint.

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Michelle and Jax

Today Michelle and Jax moved back to Salt Lake City. Michelle has a good heart, kind soul, great work ethic, and matched me sarcasm for sarcasm, not an easy task. Jax is the only dog that Kobae never figured out. Dogs always run from Kobae as there is nothing in dog DNA that explains a rock with legs and Kobae is all about intimidation. Jax (aka Desert Dog) would come right up to Kobae and lick all the dried food off his face while showing no fear in doing so. I shall miss them both.

Revisit the Fingers

Michelle, Jax, and I revisit the Finger Canyons.

Probably Never Again

I took Michelle and Jax on a journey to attempt to climb the high Anti-Cline trail to the Wind Caves. However in trying to take a short cut I would up back at the place I incurred my first hospital visit a few years ago. Jumping and landing on frozen dirt and chipping a bone in my rotator cuff. I was pretty sure I could have made it and gotten Michelle and Jax up it also but it's the Moenkopi and horrible stuff to hike in. If any of the key rocks broke, and they always do, we likely wouldn't have been able to get back down or perhaps up. The sleepless night after the fall, the nuclear explosion in my shoulder, the painful journey to the hospital, and my time in a sling during the healing all came into my thought process. Then, just as I was about to attempt to climb it anyway the insurance deductible flashed before my eyes and in an extremely rare instance of good hiking/climbing judgment, I passed.