Chicken Coup to Alaska…

October 8th – Mackenzie.

Today we got lost.

I don’t mean wrong trail, wrong canyon lost. I mean really lost. Somewhere between the beginning and end of chicken coup canoyon we wandered out of the desert and ended up in Alaska.

We were welcomed by hail the size of peanut M&M’s (I could really go for some of those right now). Instead I’m getting ready for macaroni and cheese, thank god something warm! If frozen feet were an acceptable excuse for not writing in the journal, this would be a blank page. But writing warms my hands, so I’ll say just a little more.

We did some canyoneering today for the first time, which was pretty sweet. For a while the sun was even out – it was beautiful reflecting off the canyon walls. And now we’re here at camp sitting under wet tarps, trying to stay warm, avoiding getting up to pee. At the rate were going, we’ll probably be up at 2 this morning, sitting on our packs in the middle of a lightening storm.

Hey, though, it’s not been a bad day! I still hear people laughing, and who was it that said, ‘life is either a grand adventure or nothing at all?’ Today was a grand adventure for sure. And on the up-side, hail makes great natural toilet paper.

I’ll close with that thought, let’s try and find the desert again tomorrow.
– Mackenzie