The big ditch

Under no circumstances should you attempt to hike from the rim to the Colorado River and back in one day. – National Park Service

Precisely two weeks ago DeLorme announced to anyone bored enough to be listening that I was at Phantom Ranch at the bottom of the Grand Canyon in Arizona, for the second time that day. It was raining steadily and a couple dozen hikers were huddled inside and around the store. If I had to venture a guess I’d say they were probably trying to avoid getting wet, which wasn’t an option for me because I’d left my rain jacket back at camp.

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Nolan’s 4, or what mountain goats drink

Photo credit: Carl the mountain goat

I’d just left Winfield and was hiking down South Clear Creek Road when I heard the UTV approaching.

“Ten bucks says they stop and ask me what the hell I’m doing,” I thought to myself.

They stopped, I pocketed ten bucks. “I should do crazy stuff more often,” I thought to myself.

“You goin’ to Lake Ann?” the man asked, referring to an alpine lake below the divide, straight south of us.

“No, Huron,” I said, referring to a peak a short climb east of us.

“Huron? That’s a 14er! You’re climbing a 14er at night!?”

“Yes.”

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