So, if you know me, you know I am not really that outdoorsy. Yes, I love being outside. But I don't like camping. I don't like being dirty. I don't like sleeping on the hard ground where bugs can crawl on me and where I have to pee out in the bushes. So, what was I doing driving 6.5 hours to camp in the freezing cold and then hike 11 miles the next day?? I seriously don't know.
But there I was, driving south after a long week of work. I was grumpy. I was tired from staying up to 1:30 the night before (don't ask me what I was doing - because I still couldn't tell you) and I had barely eaten the whole day. Tired and hungry does not equal happy Natalie.
So anyway, after about the longest drive of my life, we reached our camping spot at 2 am. And of course, I had to pee. Oh wait, there were no facilities. That meant that I hiked into the wilderness in the cover of darkness and dropped my pants. It's a good thing i didn't know this before hand, but there were hundreds of these creepy crawlers all over.
Anyway, my sleep my crappy but I actually woke up excited to hike.
Here are some fabulous pictures from the hike (all of from my friend Brady who has a fabulous camera):
My very favorite picture of the trip:
Now, at the end of the hike, I was told there was a narly hike out of the canyon. What people didn't tell me is that this "narly" hike consisted of scaling a HUGE wall without any gear. Yes, I almost had a panic attack when I started slipping down the wall. Luckily, my friend Steve was right behind me and he literally grabbed my butt and shoved me up the wall. Normally, I would assume he was just trying to cop-a-feel, but then I realized if I slid down the wall I would have taken him out. So, I guess his intentions were good.
What? You don't believe me when I tell you that this wall was more than intimidating.
Did you just throw up like I just did looking at these pictures? Oh, you did?! Awesome. Now you know how I feel.
Ok, so I make it to the top of this hell wall and think that the hike was done. Nope. I was wrong. The hike really was just beginning. After the 9 miles that I just hiked, it was all cake compared to what i was about to do. Hiking up hill and then in sand was not my idea of how to end an 11 mile hike. I thought I was about to die. And then I realized, I just hit my workout quota for 2008. And I smiled and realized that it was all worth it.