Our last day. 6 miles up and out of the canyon. It was hard. We climbed for awhile and I wanted John to pass me but he wouldn't. My legs burned and I was pooped. Eventually we got to the esplanade where it was flat and very scenic.
Dang! This is hard work and I call myself a runner?
This is one of my favorite pictures. Someone lined the trail with the rocks.
Through the first incline. Now on the esplanade with just one more push up to get out.
After the esplanade we began climbing again. In the canyon there are a lot of false tops. You think you're almost there but you're not.
A cool rock formation almost at the top
It took 3.5 hours to go the 6 miles. Pretty good considering all the times during the trip we averaged 1/2 mile per hour. Up at the top John found Scott's knife that he had lost before the hike even began. Paul had a cooler full of candy, soda and more homemade toffee. Great job everyone for another awesome trip and adventure. Now we all need a meal and a bath.