Probably the most unexpected sound I would have imagined to wake up to while camping deep in a canyon. An airplane was pretty much skimming the tops of the cottonwoods around our campsite. Really loud and really low. Completely unexpected, but that's what woke me up. Nobody else was even close to being awake (how could they sleep through that?), so I got up and decided to go for a little run and see the canyon in the daylight and while sober. I went up a ways and actually found the airstrip that this little plane was using all morning. I guess the pilot does tours of the area? We were camped just outside Canyonlands NP, so it's a possibility. When I got back to camp, I counted the empty beer cans we had accrued between the 3 of us (33).
our lovely canyon
Ouch, no wonder everyone was sleeping in. Eventually though they started waking up, and we just hung around camp all day. When it started getting really hot, we went down a little ways to jump in the river and found a pretty big group of people who turned out to be on a 20 day river trip for college. Only Kelly and I got in the water, which was probably smart on the boy's part because it was frigid. I actually fell in because the bottom was super slippery mud, and normally once you get immersed in cold water you feel fine, but that was not the case here. I booked it out of that river as fast as i could to keep from getting hypothermia. Of course 5 minutes later I was sweating again in the heat.
can't go camping without your BB gun i guess
The nice thing about this canyon is that it's BLM land, not national park, so we could walk wherever and climb wherever we wanted, so on the way back to camp we climbed up this butte that overlooked everything. Totally different perspective from up there. That night Colin wanted to build up the fire pit, so we went on a mission to find more stones for it and ended up off roading in the 4Runner and exploring more. We were probably gone 2 hours just to find some rocks, but we had a good time and took the "road" as far as we could, then hiked up even further to places you know people haven't been to in ages. We got back and Kelly and Ian had the fire going pretty well, so we through some hot dogs and Smart dogs in the flames, and also roasted a ton of garlic for dinner. That's a great camping tip - bring aluminum foil, throw in a head of garlic with a tiny bit of olive oil, and just put it in the fire. At some point I got the writing bug and tuned everyone else out while I wrote in the back of Hayduke Lives (appropriate, Monkey Wrench Gang sequel while in southeastern Utah). Talk about some incoherent ramblings, I guess I wasn't really in the best state of mind for writing. Or maybe I was? Definitely not as cold that night, much better for sleeping.