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| Hiking | 4.04 Miles | 2 Hrs 28 Mns | | 1.74 mph |
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| partners | | I find a lot of cool places when I explore. More often than not however, the result is not some amazing spot with incredible geology, a huge waterfall, a beautiful creek, or a deep swimming hole. No, most explorations result in the kind of thing that's pretty routine in Arizona.
I had scoped out what looked like some cool narrows in a canyon that might also have some pools and maybe falls. Instead, it was miles of miserable rock hopping, fighting overgrown forest, prickly things, and forests of thigh-high poison ivy. Eventually it became too much to bear (no pun intended, but plenty of sign of that too) and we opted to take a sketchy exit route to get above the canyon.
Of course that resulted in cross-country travel through catclaw thickets and sock-eating foxtails that required us to switch to full-length pants and gaiters despite the hot and sunny day. We opted against a relieving road walk that would bring us back but would take nearly two hours and add more gain and decided to revisit the canyon again for a downstream return. Along the way we found the remnants of an old pack trail. A nice surprise, but one that didn't last long.
Hot, sweaty, covered in prickly things and urushiol oil we accepted defeat and moved on to the next adventure.
I expect as many "where is this?" inquiries as the pretty swimming hole photos. Because it usually takes 20 of these to find one of those. |
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I'm not sure what my spirit animal is, but I'm confident it has rabies. |
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