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Navajo Mountain Finale

Part 1… Part 8

Friday

We woke up in the morning and took our time getting ready. All that was left for us was to walk the canyon out to wherever the lake had reached to and set up camp. 1,913 more words

Philosophical Musings

Navajo Mountain part 8

Part 7 … Final

Thursday, night

I dropped my pack and pulled out my water containers and headed up from the cul-de-sac in the canyon floor and followed Chris and Garret up the stream a little further to what they called the “Eight Icy Pools.” It was up this way that the coldest, clearest water of the whole trip would come from. 1,159 more words

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Navajo Mountain part 7

Part 6 … part 8

Wednesday, 2 AM

Garrett had broken the pump. We had been through the canyon, ascended back up it, all without finding any more water. 2,441 more words

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Navajo Mountain part 6

Part 5 … Part 7

Wednesday, night, again

Frustration is a hard emotion to deal with, especially when it is mixed with fear.  Add the fact that no one had drunk enough water and that no one’s brain was exactly working on full capacity, and it all made for a nightmare. 2,124 more words

Wilderness

Navajo Mountain part 5

Part 4 … part 6

Wednesday, morning

 

This time, the sun came up on time, and not too early. We got up and cooked a little breakfast and packed up our stuff, ready to move before the sun got too hot. 2,332 more words

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Navajo Mountain part 4

Part 3Part 5 Mon-eusday, morning By the time we reached Round Rock, the sun was beginning to crest over Navajo Mountain. Those of us who still had the energy to do so climbed to the top of the rock to our packs and prepared a small meal which was carried back down to those who couldn’t make it to the top. 2,008 more words

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Navajo Mountain part 3

Part 2Part 4 Monday, Night As the crow flies from the pass to Round rock was about five miles. We weren’t quite crows, but our original plan had been somewhat finalized the day before as we stood atop Round Rock looking at the pass we would come from. 1,495 more words

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