Waking up in the woods south of Tusayan, I hurriedly threw my backpack together, waiting for a call from my dad, who was driving up from Prescott with my brother Ryan, and his friends Matt and Tim. The call came, and I met them at Grandview Point. We shouldered our packs and began descending Ryan's (and mine) favorite Grand Canyon trail. We took our time, enjoying our surroundings and the perfect weather.
Once on Horseshoe Mesa, we dumped our packs and took a break in the shade of the rock dining hall. Our loads lightened, the five of us departed for Miners Spring, intending to explore the Last Chance Mine on the way. Sadly, both the lower and the upper tunnels were closed off and locked with heavy duty metal gates. Poop on our parade, NPS.
Oh well. We hauled a rediculous amount of water up from Miners Spring, then set up camp.
Dinner (Mountain House all around) was finished by dark, and my dad retired for the night. I led Ryan, Tim, and Matt on a night hike out across Horseshoe Mesa to explore the Cave Of The Domes (a bit tricky to find the turnoff in the dark, I'll say...) We entered the cave and spent the evening exploring various pasageways and rooms, with lively conversation.
Returning to our campsite, everyone else went to bed, but I sought out a nice boulder to sit atop and photograph the star filled heavens above. I eventually crawled into my tent, drifting off to sleep in the cool night air while reading Harvey Butchart's Grand Canyon Treks
The next morning, we were up at sunrise, and on the trail by 8, setting a leisurely pace. Back on top, we headed for Maswik for our traditional post hike lunch. The rest of our group headed for home my mid afternoon, and I contemplated what to do with the remaining daylight...
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