Canyonero!

When friend call you at 7am it can only mean two things. Either you messes up really bad the night before (done) or a rad adventure is about to occur. Yesterday was the second option. After arguing with an intoxicated Aron, who I have entrusted with the awesome title of Accountabillabuddy!, I reluctantly agreed to go down to the middle of Utah on a canyon experience. Having never done this before, it was to be a total shit show (that option was highly possible considering that Aron and Jake, the tour guide, were still feeling the effects of last night) or completely awesome mind blowing experience. After a late start and no idea where we were actually going we started our decent into Upper Black Box.

What the road to Detroit, I mean hell, looks like….

This route was full of rock scrambling and water walking for the first half of the journey. A little irked at lack of sights I was wanting to get out of the canyon as soon a humanly possible, and because all text about this little journey said that it was a full day hike and that you should start in the morning, and being the geniuses that we were we started at 1 maybe even later… which would mean that we would be arriving back at the car in the dark. Bitching had become the norm and looked like it would continue… It did until we reached the narrows of the canyon.

AHH! THE NARROWS!

Once we hit the narrows the trip transformed from lame to preeetttyyy f***in rad. It made the junk show of the morning well worth it. I really wish that we had more time to mess around in it but thanks to the late start we had to move becasue of the day light problem.

Micheal Phelphs wouldn’t swim this… I would… Where is my gold medal?

The last section required us to do some swimming. Me being the excellent swimmer that I was made this section easy…and wicked fun. I really suggest that if you get the chance to seize it and go for the trip. It is worth the drive and the walk.

We happened to make it to the road right as the sun was going down. Exhausted wet and stoked on what we just finished Aron and I sent Jake to run for the car. While on the walk back, Aron and I decided that the rocks in the shoes were more painful to walk on than the barren land so goodbye shoes! (I really wish I had a camera at this moment but the lack of light and water were to blame for no pics)

After walking for what seemed like a mile, but more like half of one a nice gentlemen in a Subaru (I thought that was a lesbian mobile, ahhh well he might be hunting for that crowd) pick me and Accountabillabuddy up and gave a us a ride to the car. That man was rad, and being exhausted I put clothes on an passed out which by the way makes traveling happen at light speed. Seeing the lights of SLC (yeah i woke up before we got back that hour of traveling sucked…by the way…) at one in the morning after leaving the comforts of my bed at 8 am made for a long day and rad adventure that I will always take again. Maybe without jake…