Six day’s grime has hardened into a protective layer on my skin, and sweat has congealed in my eyebrows to form a dam against the sunscreen which no longer drips into my eyes. Why would I shower when I’ve achieved backcountry hikerfunk perfection?
Plus… It’s the peak night for the Geminid meteor shower!
Our permit is for two nights at a campsite that will hopefully offer more shelter from the forecasted winds yet still have a clear open view of the night sky. Basecamping and doing out and back dayhikes would be a vacation after the “demands” of a loop hike with the bigger water carries. Our aim would be to explore the entire Rim and view from above the desert terrain we’d traversed.
|Bundled up to watch the meteor shower|
Climbing the Pinnacles Trail for the THIRD TIME up to the Rim the next morning is the easiest 2000 feet yet. Dayhikers I pass ask, “Are you training for something?” “Nope, I just like to climb.” As I slow to chat, I forgot my underwear is drying on the top of my pack (after washing it in the sink at the visitor center—in a moment of sheer indulgance). I hadn’t expected to see anyone, so I attempt to chat and pass them without turning my back.
|You can't see the laundry on the back of my pack if I never turn around.|
|Map and compassing on the south rim. Photo by Pathfinder.|
|It all looks so rugged and desolate from this view.|
|Taking the Southwest Rim Trail to the Colima Trail and then on back to camp again.|
The finale of the trip--- a visit to the hot springs! All the best things, right here.
|Reading the interepreive brochure about the Hot Springs historic district. Photo by Pathfinder|
|Life doesn't get any better. Photo by Pathfinder|