Joe didn't say anything bad about my driving in his triplog
. On the drive in, he asked why do you slow down when the big rocks are on your side but speed up when they are on mine.
In search for the guy with the horn.
We talked about doing this hike about 2 years ago but planned it as a big loop thru the area with a summit of Sheep. I had planned on going up the un named canyon but there was a deep pool blocking the entrance. The track Joe had picked turned out pretty well and we were alloted some great views. This is such a great area so close to Phoenix. The peaks were pretty anti-climactic but the views from certain spots were B-17ish. We usually lunch at the summit but the wind changed that idea. Lunch views were frickin awesomely Mcspectacular.
Joe got stabbed by a cholla....the chewbaka(Nicks coined phrase)cries were worthy of video but I was too far away. Joe at one point asked it I had any vise grips too remove his toe. After about 10 minutes, he was ready and didn't whine or embellish(yeah right). The needle was like 6 inches long with venom.
Most of our shortcuts work out in one way or another but this one was steller. Good choice by Joey.
The ride out was diferent then the ride in for some reason. Once we hit Cottonwood camp, it was time to duck and floor it. Some yahoos were shooting and the bullets sounded waaay too close for comfort. I'll be back so Richard can add these to his list. All-in-all another fun day out with Joey.