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Saturday, November 9, 2019

Slanted Slot Conclusion




The goal is to draw your last breath with no regrets. Regret keeps us locked up in the past, a place where what's done is done and there ain't a thing we can do to change it. Today, however, is full of choices, so we go...out "there."
When last I spoke our slot walls had squeezed down to points so slender the sun couldn't even find us. We overcome many obstacles, places that we agreed might be more difficult to navigate down than up. 

At last our tunnel throttles down to a steep, choke-stone strewn impasse...a slot chocked full of impossibilities and what-ifs. The rock is smooth, not a handhold to be found. Nothing short of a grappling hook could get us to the beyond. Or so we thought...

Staring up into the abyss
The "abyss"

Bobbie, being somewhat vertically challenged, is stymied by walls of rock with no reachable steps or cracks in which to wedge her boots. 
"There's nothing to hold on to!"

Longer of limb, my only talent, I gave it a go and found some purchase wedging my back against overhanging sandstone. It takes multiple attempts and cost considerable skin on elbows and knees, but I somehow conquer the "choke," only to meet another more formidable challenge. 
"I need a rope, either that or Caleb. He could boost me up...or vice versa. Or Chris! Chris could find a way up this crap."

Another impasse
Bobbie, way down below...seeking shelter in case I fall on her. Yikes. Somehow I've got to get back down there...

And this is what's above...


Summarily defeated, I turn tail and proceeded to descend, in the process getting the worst-ever super wedgie imaginable.    

Hung up with a super wedgie and skinned knees
From the bowels of a monster...
I shot some video in one of the tame sections...




Slip-sliding our way back down
Made it!
Thanks for coming along.
Peace out,
mark and bobbie

6 comments:

  1. Experimental canyoneering in jean shorts ... you two really are nuts. :)

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  2. I almost couldn't read the last half section . . . the ending didn't look good.

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  3. I'm waiting for the "127 Hours" post...

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  4. Now that's more of what I expected in climbing slot canyons and some of those other areas you two have been hung up on.:)
    BUT IT WAS SURE HIGH DRAMA AND WHAT A WAY TO START OFF SUNDAY MORNING........
    Don't stop the adventures now! .....PLUS YOU BRING THOSE ANCIENT ROCK WALLS TO LIFE FOR SO MANY......
    THERE IS A SMALL COFFEE TABLE BOOK IN THERE FOR SURE!
    D&A

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