Wednesday July 26 3:00pm MDT
TClog's up. The plan is to hop in the car and head back onto the Hog's Back (see earlier episode) to go for a hike to Upper Calf Creek Falls, not to be confused with Lower Calf Creek Falls. The car was still without AC but TCLog was a bit refreshed from his nap and subsequent shower. I did catch him red-handed(?) heading in for his shower without clean clothes, and while that shit my go over at home (though I don't know why it would go over given the arrangement) it wasn't going to fly around me. I'll put with an awful lot bitchin' before I'll be forced to look at his balls. It's a simple rule of mine. Being caught elicited one of those chuckles from TClog, the sort of chuckle that lets you know there was pure foresight, and therefore pure mischief/evil in the action he was caught in. We got a similar chuckle when he 'learned' he had slept in the tent alone the second night in Coyote Gulch, as if it had been his dream all along, which of course, it probably was.
Anyway, back in the car and feeling pretty good as we wound our way back over the crazy roller coaster called the Hog's Back, crossing the Escalante River, passing the Coffee Kiva (still closed) and back up onto the ridge where we were to find the parking lot for our hike. We had the mile marker and knew that the rock marking the entrance was unique, being mostly white with a big black splotch or vice-versa. Regardless, it was where they said it was and so at the heat of the day we arrived at a 500 drop down slickrock that would lead us to the 87 foot falls and the cool pool of water below.
We had water, we were rested and though we dreaded the return back up to the car, off we went. Beeline (B-Line) made his triumphal return, this time claiming that it was the extra force of gravity acting on him that made him go faster. Regardless, he was off like a shot with Dan and I hiking down at a reasonable pace but enjoying the trip as we descended. The slickrock was pretty dramatic, the trail only recognizable through the presence of small cairns, erected every so often of local stones to mark the way. With the cairns it would have been a pretty big bitch to find your way as pretty much everything looked alike and we weren't entirely sure where our destination lay. With the cairns there we moved steadily, and almost miraculously the clouds had built up and protected us from the afternoon sun. What could have been a really freaking hot hike turned out to be only a pretty hot hike.

That pool was chilly. And the rocks below the water line were mossy. I found myself entering the water a little faster than I might have


Back in the car (again) and headed back down the Hog's Back to the town of Escalante and a good dinner and an air conditioned night sleep. Not for days had our spirits been this high. Everything was back on track and we were coasting downhill, figuratively and literally. The afternoon rains were threatening but didn't seem bound for much, and when we returned to the Prospector Inn everything seemed about as good as it could be. Oh but the cruel hand of fate was to deal us a bad hand indeed.....
But more on that coming soon....
5 comments:
classic, of course: while that shit my go over at home (though I don't know why it would go over given the arrangement) it wasn't going to fly around me.
Description of "the chuckle" classic, and so true!
Wow-you really build up the tension at the end. I can hardly wait to see what happens next!
Oh yes, and I'll put up with a lot of bitching before I'll be forced to look at his balls.
Yeah: forced, manipulated, or tricked.
Good. Sounds like a great day, and the pool sounds fantastic! Odd to find a pocket watch?
I did see that pic of Cory as part of a funny series by Dan.
You guys seemed to have picked up your 'Narnia' legs that day. How human children would gradually gain strength and endurance after spending some time in 'magical lands.'
Excellent!
I actually found the watch and gave it to Dan to keep. I then found the ring and gave that to him as well. The clothes thing was not planned, but have noway of ever proving that.
My goal was never to kick out my friends so that I can have it to myself. That is an old T-clog trick from long ago. I am better than that.
Your mouth says no, but your eyes say yes yes yes.
It can be a funny and endearing quality, this bending people to your will through immovable resolve. You outlast us. And you wear us down.
Though that doesn't explain the pre-empted nudity.
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