Jamie received her Masters from Pepperdine on June 20th. We had a good time and a fun weekend.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Graduation Day
Jamie received her Masters from Pepperdine on June 20th. We had a good time and a fun weekend.
Monday, June 15, 2009
RATTLER!
Diane and I decided to take the dogs for a walk this afternoon. We were doing the Sunrise Point trail that Mary and I did when she was down here. We got to the point and started back. She had Cub on leash and I had Chloe. All of a sudden Chloe jerked away and went after something just off the trail. When I looked up she had gone after a rattlesnake. She was all over it and I jerked her leash as hard as I could to pull her off and away from the reptile. I thought the snake would just slither away but it stayed there guarding the trail. We went around and when we got to the entrance to the park Chloe's legs starting giving out and she could not walk. I was worried that she had been bitten and was suffering from neurotoxic effects. I left Diane with Chloe and Cub and I started running back to the house to get the car. About half way there, Diane came by having flagged down a guy who drove us back to the house. When we got home Chloe seemed to be normal. We called the vet and she had us look for signs of swelling in the face and legs. There were none. We continued to watch her and she still seemed normal. She is a lucky girl. I usually have the dogs off leash in this area but boy am I glad I had her leash on so I could pull her off the snake. It could have very well been a different outcome. Have I told you, I don't like snakes.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
We watched the weather forcast and thought we saw a window of no rain in the morning on Sunday so we decided to hike up Grandeur Peak. Some may recall the fateful hike last year with the dogs when we had to rescue Cub off the mountain with a wheelbarrow. Not wanting a repeat of that we left the dogs at home. As we started hiking we found ourselves alongside 3 other people. Two were Russian young men and a young girl from Tennessee who played the Cello and was in town for some instruction in the Suzuki method. It made for interesting conversations on the way up and down. It was about 2 1/2 hours up and about 1 1/2 hours down. The weather was cool and crisp which would have made for comfortable hiking had it not been for the 3,000 feet of elevation gain. We timed the weather correctly. Dark clouds moved in as we were driving home. We really like getting high in Utah.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Pine Creek/Zion National Park
All my previous trips to Zion National Park have been to get out on hiking trails or adventure hikes like the Subway and Orderville that require rope assists more than actual rappelling. The trip to Pine Creek has 5 rappels, the longest of which is 100 feet. That is why I invited my friend, Chris Reveley who is an expert rock climber. I obtained the permit for 5 people. The three others were Dick Weber, Pete Griffen, and Pete Jensen. Other than Chris none of us had any recent rock climbing experience. I read all about the routes, knew where the rappels were, knew where the anchors were located and knew the length of the rappels.
Pine Creek can be bone dry or it can be filled with water. With all the recent rain, we expected water. We went by the outfitter and rented dry suits, shoes, helmets and the other equipment we would need and got as much information about the route as we could. We drove to the trailhead and began to gear up. A dry suit is different from a wet suit in that it keeps water out (that is the theory anyway). It does that by having tight rubber gaskets that go over your hands and feet to form a watertight seal. It is the same thing for the head hole but it has a drawstring. Getting these suits on was a challenge in and of itself. Once we were geared up, the hike began.
We headed down a sandy hill to the wash below. After 15 minutes of hiking we came to our first obstacle, “Intimidator Pool”. This was a pothole full of water with slippery sides. The guidebook says if you have trouble here, turn around as it only gets harder. We got by the pool trying to make it look like we were not having trouble. The actual trouble was the dry suit. It made me feel like the Michelin Man and restricted my movement. We arrived at the first rappel to find a back up of several people. They said they had 12 in their group and offered to let us “play through”. We accepted. Their rope was already in place so we rappelled off of it. I went first. This was a 60-foot drop in two stages. I got down to the pool and stayed on the rope to go the rest of the way. When I tried to put some slack in the rope as it came up from below I saw that the rope was caught in a crack. This gave me a rigid line above and below me. I was on the edge of the pool and if I slipped into the pool I would have two ropes pulling me in opposite directions. Chris yelled down that I would just have to figure it out. I was able to flip the rope out of the crack and give myself enough slack to run some rope though my ATC (that was my rappelling device. It stands for Air Traffic Controller. Cute huh?). I made it down into a deep pool and pulled the rope through my ATC so the next person could come down. I met Amy who was part of the first group. She set up the next rappel for us while the rest of our group got down. This was a short rappel but again, into a deep pool. These were called “swimmers” for obvious reasons. We were now ahead of the large group. Most of the members of this group were wearing only shorts and tee shirts. They would be hurting by the end of the day as the water was cold, there was very little sunlight and they would be standing around a lot. I was glad we had our suits.
The next rappel was The Cathedral, a double arched chamber that dropped 60 feet. I was the group photographer so I went first. What a trip! It was magnificent. As I lowered myself down the rope I was awestruck by the beauty inside this rock chamber. My waterproof camera has only automatic exposure settings so I could not adjust it for the low light conditions but I did get some fair pictures. I tried to get pictures of all the guys coming down but it was difficult to get my cold hands to work the right buttons on the camera. When the entire group got down we just looked up and marveled at where we had come from. The next section was a scramble over huge boulders and a few pools some of which were swimmers. Soon we were out of the cavern and into daylight. We missed the fourth rappel. We went left instead of right and ending up scrambling down a route that they should call the Mackin Bypass. Next was the 5th and final rappel. Chris had to reach out to set it up and that was a little scary to watch. This rap was 100 feet and it was free, that is, you do not have anywhere to put your feet but you hang on the rope all the way down. I went down and then watched the others follow. It was pretty amazing. We hiked down to a beautiful grotto and had a little bite to eat before heading down the canyon. The hike out was a lot of bouldering and scrambling. There was no right path only multiple options. We came upon the trail leading to the long uphill climb out of the canyon. It was now warming up a bit so one of the best parts of the day was getting out of those dry suits. This was one hell of a day for us all.
All my previous trips to Zion National Park have been to get out on hiking trails or adventure hikes like the Subway and Orderville that require rope assists more than actual rappelling. The trip to Pine Creek has 5 rappels, the longest of which is 100 feet. That is why I invited my friend, Chris Reveley who is an expert rock climber. I obtained the permit for 5 people. The three others were Dick Weber, Pete Griffen, and Pete Jensen. Other than Chris none of us had any recent rock climbing experience. I read all about the routes, knew where the rappels were, knew where the anchors were located and knew the length of the rappels.
Pine Creek can be bone dry or it can be filled with water. With all the recent rain, we expected water. We went by the outfitter and rented dry suits, shoes, helmets and the other equipment we would need and got as much information about the route as we could. We drove to the trailhead and began to gear up. A dry suit is different from a wet suit in that it keeps water out (that is the theory anyway). It does that by having tight rubber gaskets that go over your hands and feet to form a watertight seal. It is the same thing for the head hole but it has a drawstring. Getting these suits on was a challenge in and of itself. Once we were geared up, the hike began.
We headed down a sandy hill to the wash below. After 15 minutes of hiking we came to our first obstacle, “Intimidator Pool”. This was a pothole full of water with slippery sides. The guidebook says if you have trouble here, turn around as it only gets harder. We got by the pool trying to make it look like we were not having trouble. The actual trouble was the dry suit. It made me feel like the Michelin Man and restricted my movement. We arrived at the first rappel to find a back up of several people. They said they had 12 in their group and offered to let us “play through”. We accepted. Their rope was already in place so we rappelled off of it. I went first. This was a 60-foot drop in two stages. I got down to the pool and stayed on the rope to go the rest of the way. When I tried to put some slack in the rope as it came up from below I saw that the rope was caught in a crack. This gave me a rigid line above and below me. I was on the edge of the pool and if I slipped into the pool I would have two ropes pulling me in opposite directions. Chris yelled down that I would just have to figure it out. I was able to flip the rope out of the crack and give myself enough slack to run some rope though my ATC (that was my rappelling device. It stands for Air Traffic Controller. Cute huh?). I made it down into a deep pool and pulled the rope through my ATC so the next person could come down. I met Amy who was part of the first group. She set up the next rappel for us while the rest of our group got down. This was a short rappel but again, into a deep pool. These were called “swimmers” for obvious reasons. We were now ahead of the large group. Most of the members of this group were wearing only shorts and tee shirts. They would be hurting by the end of the day as the water was cold, there was very little sunlight and they would be standing around a lot. I was glad we had our suits.
The next rappel was The Cathedral, a double arched chamber that dropped 60 feet. I was the group photographer so I went first. What a trip! It was magnificent. As I lowered myself down the rope I was awestruck by the beauty inside this rock chamber. My waterproof camera has only automatic exposure settings so I could not adjust it for the low light conditions but I did get some fair pictures. I tried to get pictures of all the guys coming down but it was difficult to get my cold hands to work the right buttons on the camera. When the entire group got down we just looked up and marveled at where we had come from. The next section was a scramble over huge boulders and a few pools some of which were swimmers. Soon we were out of the cavern and into daylight. We missed the fourth rappel. We went left instead of right and ending up scrambling down a route that they should call the Mackin Bypass. Next was the 5th and final rappel. Chris had to reach out to set it up and that was a little scary to watch. This rap was 100 feet and it was free, that is, you do not have anywhere to put your feet but you hang on the rope all the way down. I went down and then watched the others follow. It was pretty amazing. We hiked down to a beautiful grotto and had a little bite to eat before heading down the canyon. The hike out was a lot of bouldering and scrambling. There was no right path only multiple options. We came upon the trail leading to the long uphill climb out of the canyon. It was now warming up a bit so one of the best parts of the day was getting out of those dry suits. This was one hell of a day for us all.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Bell's Canyon
Diane and I went for a hike up Bell's Canyon today. We left from the Little Cottonwood Canyon trailhead near our house and headed over to the lower reservoir. From there we found the trail and headed on up. It was a cool morning with cloud cover. We saw two deer right away. The trail ascends gradually. There was a footbridge over the stream which was roaring from the snowmelt. The further we went, the steeper the trail got. It paralleled the stream for the most part. Soon, the trail was strewn with boulders of various sizes. The last section was a steep uphill grind with boulder hopping. We crossed another stream and rounded the corner to see a magnificent waterfall. We then headed down and got to the car. It was a 2 1/2 hour trip. It was a good warm up hike for the upcoming season.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
A Side of Ribs
The part I left out about my hike down to Zion last week involved a slip and fall onto a rock(or rocks). I landed on my right flank and immediately realized that it may have been a mistake to go on a backpacking trip alone. I had stashed my backpack at my campsite and started on the hike to Kolob Arch. When I got to the end of the trail I found out that I could not get a very good view of the arch from where I was. Ignoring the "Travel beyond this point not recommended" sign, I went further, scrambling up and down over very rocky and steep terrain. The next thing I know, I am on my back. I get up and assess the damage and realize that I am going to have to get myself out of there. The shortcut I choose took me in a circle. I managed to get back to my campsite where hordes of black, biting flies descended upon me. My insect repellent was more like an attractant. I decided to keep walking while I could and headed in the direction of the trailhead, 6 miles away. Every time I would stop and thinking about staying for the night my ribs started hurting more so I just kept going. I got back to the trailhead after dark, about 9:30 and into a motel about 10:30. Ice packs became my friend for the next few days. Last week at work was pretty tough but I made it through. It only hurt when I moved or breathed so I tried to minimize that! I have a trip back to Zion in two weeks and I am trying to decided if I should go or cancel. I am not going alone! I will take a couple of days to see how my healing goes. Another life lesson learned.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
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