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| Hiking | 17.69 Miles |
3,027 AEG |
| | Hiking | 17.69 Miles | 8 Hrs 41 Mns | | 2.17 mph |
| 3,027 ft AEG | 32 Mns Break | | | |
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| partners | | It's been a while since I've been on a longer hike, let me tell you water is ridiculously heavy. The game plan about a mile up was to consume it quickly.
I used to lag with the piece of mind knowing that I could always catch up. Now I lag knowing that I don't want to get anywhere near the lead and suggest that we need to go any quicker. With the volume off on RS, I missed a turn and added a tenth of a mile.
Waterflow at Bluff slickrock narrows was just avoidable.
Took the shoes and socks off to cross LaBarge River. It wasn't ice cold just a screamer from my baby tender feet on the rocks. Checking the map I noticed we had several more crossings, so that was a waste of time and inner scream.
This 'lil guy [ photo ] is still standing. The notches are now morphed.
Amusements
To counter Bruce's standard ridiculous number of waypoints(notably multiple instances merging files), I added a large value to the comment on the Bull Pass waypoint. Shockingly RS read it...
fifty-six quintillion, two hundred twenty-nine quadrillion, six hundred eighty-eight trillion, six hundred sixty-two billion, two hundred twenty-three million, three hundred sixty-five thousand, four hundred eighty-six hundred seventy-seven.
Unfortunately, it was more amusing than annoying... room to improve.
Forging Onward
We settled on a lunch spot 369 feet before the intended warm/sheltered target to enjoy the inception of light rain. In a hurry, I inhaled way too much of a sub-sandwich too quickly.
Passing Weaver's Needle all hail broke loose. Followed by a mix of mini-nightmares: 37 degrees, rain, snow, Bruce's face, etc. It was becoming apparent that stomach acid was working on returning lunch to sender. Flurries turned into the largest snowflakes I've seen in the desert. Descending the flipside from Fremont Saddle was another bag of joy.
Synopsis
August is more enjoyable for me, water is available from within 3-4 miles of any spot in the Superstitions. Still learning this in-season angle, glad I went & it was certainly unforgettable. Figured I best drive the dirt road. I've cracked a few quintillion Subaru jokes but it was fun, like driving a Go-Kart. Thx for the mind-cleansing hike! |
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Autumn Foliage Observation Isolated
A few cottonwoods still had leaves in foliage, it must have been a warm winter in that valley. This is twenty days later than I have ever seen autumn color! |
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Wildflowers Observation Isolated
something forgettable |
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