Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Day 50 Moab, Utah to Denver

Day 50
July 30
Moab to Denver

Once again, we didn’t do math correctly (I am blaming this one on Brian, he assured me it was jut 4 hours to Denver) we learned it was a minimum of 6 hours to Denver.  UGH. To make sure we got on the road in a timely manner we did just a short hike to the Corona Arch near Moab.  It is not in one of the National Parks so it was not as crowded.  It was a fun 1.5 mile hike to the Arch with cairns leading the way, not signs.  Sullivan was the leader  of the pack for this trip. He successfully navigated the cairns leading us to the cables which aided our ascent up the side of rock face (FUN!).  There was a dad/daughter already at the arch and we found out they were form Iowa.  Nope, we didn’t know them.



This time I made more sandwiches and we snacked under the shade of this arch and the only reason we had to move was because the sun was catching up to us.
Cairns - man made pile of ricks used as trail markers


The obligatory "HELP ME I"M FALLING" picture

On to Denver!  I drove the van and Brian drove his bike.  It got pretty rainy past Dillion, CO but he was wearing his rain gear.  You’ve read about the AC trouble we’ve had right?  Well, it finally died.  I drove from Moab for about 2.5 hours in to CO with no AC, windows down. It was miserable.  Brian charged up the AC in Parachute, CO.  It got me to Denver but it died again.

We spent the night catching up with our friends Todd and Rachel Kester in Aurora, CO.  They kindly put us up in their palatial basement – quite the set up!


Day 49 Arches National Park

Day 49
July 29
Moab
71 degrees at start of day (average of 100 degrees in July) 

Arches ($10 NPP) The aforementioned rain ruined our plans this day to see the Delicate Arch as the road was washed out.  So we went to the Devils Garden way on the edge of the park.  Along the way we saw many countless Pelonis’s (a more polite word  we have come up with to describe a body part). Parking was scarce back in this area (due to no one seeing the Delicate Arch perhaps?).  We get to the trailhead to start our .9mile hike to Landscape Arch, the longest arch in the world (??), almost 3 football fields long.  Back in 1991 a lucky tourist was filming the arch when part of it came crashing down! Such a story for that man and his family. We scrambled a little further up the path, over boulders following cairns to the next turn. We found the partition arch first and started having a picnic underneath.  Unfortunately a French family came traipsing through right then, and to not be an Arch Hogs, we moved to a less spectacular lunching area. 


Another arch beckoned us! Onward and upward we go.  Brian and Sullivan went ahead.  They found the Navajo Arch.  Seth found a rock wall to conquer.  It took what felt like 30 minutes to get up the wall but he didn’t want to give up.  He forgot however, that if it is hard to get up, it will be hard to get down.  After some coaxing he made it up.  It was then he realized he didn’t know how to get down.  Brian came back to us just then and helped his first born from being left out in the wilderness of Arches to fend for himself.   Sullivan had to show me what he found up ahead so we followed.  There was a wall that had naturally formed foot holds!  Quite the place.



I notice on the way up and back that there were few English speakers on the path.  I heard Russian, Spanish, French, German but very little people from the good ole US of A.  It was very interesting.


It was at this time that I was exhausted from all the work required to get just to here.  We had but a ½ bag of Doritos left to eat.  I said it was time to walk back the 1.5 miles.  Sullivan agreed, Seth did not.  He stayed back with Brian to keep climbing. We met up at the trailhead and went back to the hotel after getting some linner at a diner in town.   That evening we went to Canyonlands  ($10NPP, no one was at the both so we were supposed to pay at the self pay place) and stopped at one overlook.  The Blue John Canyon, where Seth really wanted to go hoping he was going to see Aron Ralstons accident sight, was in the inaccessible part of the park unless we had a high clearance vehicle, which the van is not.  

Day 48 Mesa Verde

Day 48
July 28 (Seth’s Bday)
60-70s
Cortez-Moab

Piled on Seth for bday song!!!!! What a place for an 11th bday – the Best Western in Cortez, CO. The breakfast at the hotel was so so.  Mesa Verde  - ( $18 NPP, $24 for tour tickets ) It was overcast and rainy in Moab…and we are supposed see the Cliff Dwelling on the side of a, duh, cliff.  Well the rain holds off we get our tickets and drive up to Balcony House in Mesa Verde.  This is the house where there is a 30ft ladder, narrow tunnel, and very old architecture. The Ranger, once again, rocked the talk.  He was asking visitors to be Critical Thinkers and to not agree with the western ideas that have been constructed about these ruins, or for any type of historical place.  He was funny, to boot.  His name was ______Aragon.  Near the end of his tour it started to rain, a nice soft rain that fell straight down.  It was so pretty.




We met a family of 6 from MN who were having a similar yet shorter version of our trip.  AND they had a Seth.

I never think I am claustrophobic till I am either in City Museum (anyone remember the log by the whale years ago?) or when I am forced to go thru a 12 ft long passage that my dear husband had to scoot through on his side.  Seth, Sully then Brian went through this tunnel while I waited in a 2 ft wide ‘hallway’ till they made it across.  While standing there I felt myself get anxious and I asked the MN family to go before me. Now, mind you we were warned about this tunnel MANY times before even starting this tour.  AND I have been on this tour 15 years before on our honeymoon, but my nerves were still working me.   I took a deep breath and scurried through and made it out alive. The next venture was to climb more ladders to get out.  Heights?  No problem.  Tight spaces? Problem.  Good thing I never wanted to be the periscope gal on a submarine!

After Balcony House we went to the Cliff Palace.  While waiting out more rain we sat in the van.  A guy with a fist full of licorice passed us and I said those looked good.  Brian had the window partially open and he whispered “Can I have a piece of licorice?”  The guy heard him turned around and gave us a rope!  YUMMY and very funny to me.  The rain I was obviously making things wet.  But, kids aren’t aware of it some how.  I had Sully and he was jumping from one bench to another then, yep you guessed it, he slipped.  I was able to catch him.  Seth on the other hand didn’t fare so well.  He jumped then landed on the bench on his back wacking his elbow pretty good.  At the beginning of this tour the Ranger emphasized that if anyone in the group isn’t physically up to the challenge that he should reconsider.  Seth reconsidered.  He was white faced and felt sick. He claims he didn’t hit his head but he didn’t want to go on the tour.  I stayed back with the birthday boy while the other two went on.

After mesa Verde we drove back to the hotel as an unnamed child left his expander behind the tv in the room.  Seriously?  BEHIND the tv?  We got it back.  Then to Jimmers BBQ for a birthday dinner.

Onwards to Moab.  In Montecello, Utah (yep, back to Utah) Brian unhitched the bike so he could ride to Moab.  He wanted to complete a riding circuit he started years ago.  The clouds to the west were getting dark with rain but he wanted to do it.  We stopped at Wilson’s Arch along the way.





Las Vegas - Cortez, CO

Day 47
July 26
Las Vegas - Springdale, Ut
Temp 104-67

We are having a lazy boring before we meet up Brian at Pita Pit.  I get a call from him that the clutch cable broke right around Treasure Island.  Thankfully he had a replacement and fixed it.  He drove off and we tried to catch up with him on I-15.  Due to construction and a 75mph speed limit it was hard to find him.  We both stop in Mesquite, but one exit apart.  More road construction, a few snack stops and Brian meeting a friend rode we get to Springdale in 5 hours, but it should have taken 2.5.

On the road we passed through St George, a beautiful town, but didn’t’ get any pics as we needed to get going on the road!

We made it to the best Best Western in Springdale, Utah.  Seriously, if you need a vacation go there.   Our view was of Zion canyon walls.  Went swimming, had dinner and played put put.  We also met a lovely couple from Boise (Ron and Juanita) who taught us how to play a game called 3-13.  Sullivan was dying to finish up dinner so we could get back to them and learn the rules.  The breakfast was amazing!  And the views while eating breakfast were amazing! AMAZING!
View from the room

View from the pool

Day 48
July 27
Springdale, Utah to Cortez, CO

We left around 8:30 AM.  We had a long way to go today so instead of stopping/hiking we just drove thru Zion ($25). Brian hooked the motorcycle back on the van. We did stop once to fix the chains.   At that stop we found a big fat caterpiller and saved it from crossing the road and getting squished. The tunnel thru Zion was very dark and very long – 1.3 miles.  At one point it was so dark I couldn’t see anyone in the van.
Rescued Caterpillar
Zion
               
Grand Canyon North Rim ($25)
This is an amazing view but still a far cry from the South Rim.  Must go back there someday, but not in the summer.  We walked out what we thought was Bright Angel trail, hoping to walk down into the canyon a little, but what we found we Bright Angel POINT.  It was nice, but not what I was hoping for.  While there, we were yelling at our kids to not leap/fall to their death.  A mom came up to Brian and asked “Do you have a Sully?  We have one too.”  He was 12 years old.  The two seemed to have a penchant for getting yelled at so they don’t do something that would get themselves hurt.  We were there about 90-120 minutes.  In the meadow on the way in and out we saw deer and wild turkey.


Just like the old timey infomercials you need to wait!  There is more!  When planning this day we were originally going to stay the night in the nearby town of Page.  It was crazy expensive so we changed our minds and decided to forage on to Cortez.  We thought it would be a 4 hour drive from Springdale to Cortez.   HAHAHAAHAHA.  I don’t know how I got the mileage/drive time so wrong, but I did.  It was a long day.  It didn’t help that we scattered stops along the way, but that is part of the fun, right?  The journey getting there.  It IS fun, too a point.

The road into Page from the North Rim area was closed due to a simple thing like the road collapsing!  ACK!  So we were detoured all the way around to Tuba City THEN we were to go back west  114 miles to Page. (look at a map)  WHEW!  Thank God we cancelled our room in Page and were only going to drive through it.  I would have been going crazy if we had to drive that far back west to sleep. 

We found yet another place to climb on rocks and when we pulled up we found Seth’s doppelganger!  At one point Brian yelled over to our Seth and the other ‘Seth’ turned to look. Hmmmm was that his name?
 
YOu tell me which one I am related to.
There were rain clouds in front of us and rain clouds behind us, but we hardly had a drop hit the van.  The clouds were dark and heavy and it looked like it was pouring - sure enough, it was.  We drove by a dry wash for much of the way, but it wasn’t a dry wash then!  It was a raging wild river with 3 ft swells of muddy chocolaty looking water.  Naturally, we stopped to get a better look at a gas station in the town called The Gap or Gap, either way, it is a funny name for a town . Further down the road we found the dry bed.  (Cue screeching tires and the motorcycle holding on for dear life) We stopped the van, got out and waited for the river to come down to us.  While waiting we met a cowboy, that is how he described himself, who said this was the most rain and water in the river bed that he has seen in years.  We were kept back from the wash by a barbed wire fence.  Boooo. So my video and pictures are not a glamorous as I wanted them to be, but oh well I have the picture in my head.  The sludgy water trudged around the corner of the wash and crept towards us.  It really did move quite slowly at first.  But, once it has more liquid and less sand and debris the water really took off.  By the time we left  it was flowing like a real raging  river.  The cowboy told a story about many a camper who sets up tent in a wash without realizing how dangerous it could be, especially in the middle of the night when sleeping.  I’ll let your imagination take the rest of the story from here.   
               
Decisions, decisions.  Do we drive the quick way to Cortez and swing through 4 Corners or drive the longer way and see Monument Valley.  Day light was getting scarce.  No one in the care cared about 4 Corners (if I had a notary I could prove it).  We saw all the Monuments you think of when you hear about  Monument Valley.  Very pretty.  We did a drive by and got pics, but didn’t get too close to them.


We drove through another funny named town, Mexican Hat.  Where true to form there was a rock formation that looked a dude wearing a sombrero.


Oh for the love of God , Southwest Utah, can you re-do your roads?  They are bumpy and windy and cows are feeding ON the road.  Finally got to the Best Western in Cortez at 9:30 pm.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Yosemite (Day 5)

Yosemite (Day 5)
Devils Post Pile (nps.gov/depo).  Another geological oddity that you will need to look up to get a full idea of it. 





Went to Pita Pit for lunch – Seth rates it in the top 5 favorites restaurants of all time!

Fossil Falls was our next stop.  It was formed by lava cooling then a huge waterfall flowing across this vast expanse of dry dessert.  Amazing.  More climbing.  And our trained eyes are not spotting anchors for rock climbers and hand holds for Lay backs.  Seth desparately wanted to climb down into a hole that he could see through.  He didn’t tell me that once he got through the hole he would have been stuck on a ledge with no way of getting down safely…I had to pry that danger out of him.  I said he could come back when he was 18 and I was not legally responsible for him any longer.




Begging to be allowed in the hole.  You can see the hole - it is the dark area just to the right of this right foot.  



Best Things:
Seth – Rock climbing and Fossil Falls
Sullivan - Rock climbing and Fossil Falls
Sarah – Rock climbing
Brian

Worst Things:
Seth – Having to sleep with my brother
Sullivan – Falling 2x on the free climb
Sarah – Faces of Death: Yosemite Style
Brian – Not being able to go to Yosemite

Yosemite (Day 4)

Yosemite (Day 4)
After a restful night we slowly made our way back out of the valley.  We stopped by El Capitan, Olmsted Point, Tenya Lake and back to the gold mine.  The “gold” was harder to find today, that was disappointing.  









We stopped by Mono Lake to check out the Tufa thingamabobs (monolake.org).  It is one of North Americans oldest lakes with some estimations putting it 1-3 million years old.  It has 3x the salinity of an ocean.  We went ‘swimming’ in it and when I saw swim I mean float.  Due to the salinity we were able to bob around like a cork.  BUT it tasted horrible.  You know when you make a salt water gargle for a sore throat well all MORE salt, and a touch of Borax and Tide.  Taste and enjoy.  It was quite odd floating in the water as if I had pool noodles under my arms and ankles.



Yosemite (Day 3) AKA Mother of the Year Award Winner

Yosemite (Day 3)
Mother of the year Award!!!!  Go Climb a Rock Program!  Beginning rock climbing outdoors in Yosemite.  AHHHHH!  Bill, our fearless leader, took us as well a 3 person family from Texas to a rock wall near Yosemite Village.  There is no way I can tell you where we were we were exactly except we could see Sentinel Peak across from us.  Bill started talking and talking and talking about the history of climbing.  I just wanted to get started! And I know 2 other people who agreed with me.  The history of rock climbing seemed silly and unnecessary for a while, then it became quite interesting to hear about all the different ways a person a clip themselves in, tie on, not die!




Our first climb was called Bobcat Crack, truly. It looked easy from the bottom. HA!  It was not (for me).  When I got up to climb my belayer, the person who was in charge of my life for the 55ft ascent was none other than the burly, huge, giant….Sullivan Peter Gleason!   He was able to belay with the best of the them.  I got up then rappelled down with no story to tell.  The boys went up and down MANY times.  I went up once more.  And it was even harder than the first.  I was about 2 ft off the ground and couldn’t find a foot hold (As most foot holds were ¼ inch, nothing like the hold in the indoor climbing gym.  NOTHING like them.) and at the same time I was psyching myself out about my ability to climb.  Bill kindly encouraged me and yes indeed I was able to stand and keep moving  upwards. The granite in the heat of the 90+degree day was blistering hot, glad I wore my leggings, not shorts. I made it up then made it down. Our (or should I say “their”) last climbing area was more challenging but not as high, only 35 feet or so.  There they learned the Lay Away style of climbing (leaning back to help you get up).  The final ascent was unassisted.  Meaning, Bill belayed and he didn’t help them by pulling of the rope.  Both made it to the top unadded.  Seth got up without falling once.  Sullivan fell 2x.  Bill gave him a 3 strike rule.  After the 2nd ‘fall’ (Bill caught him on belay) Sullivan was fearful that he wouldn’t make it up like his brother so he, and his cute stuck out tongue, slowly and methodically made it up.  You could almost hear the Rocky movie theme music as he got to the top ledge. Bill thought we would peter out around 2:30 as it was so hot.  We lasted till 4:00.







Bone weary exhausted.  Dirt so thouroughly embedded it took 3 days to finally get clean nails. So dehydrated (not one of us went to bathroom from 9:30-4:00).  We needed to not do a thing so they got there screen and we went to the one place near us with reception to zone out.  90 minutes we felt strong enough to get dinner.