Our adventure in Zion began at 6:30 AM as the shuttle left for the top of our 18 mile hike. The shuttle driver advised against 'day hikers' as there was a "50% chance of rain." Meaning, we might need to make fast friends with the over-nighting hikers. However, after the mind numbing drive to the top, the skies were clear and we became optimistic. Serena finally agreed to go if we "booked it" to make good time.
Once the hiking was underway and we began our winding travel along the river, I could see that this was going to be a walk to remember. The mountains were breath taking, the river was beautiful, and the company was... so-so. J/k. I can't tell you how many times our hiking poles saved us from falling; although, Serena fell enough to warrant two sticks. I became so attached to mine I decided to buy it once the hike was over and name it Bessie. (No, I don't know why.)
As we started moving along, Serena was intensely aware of the time table. If we could reach the 'no safe ground' before any chances of a flash flood then we wouldn't have to overnight. We all knew this, but Serena was determined like no other, leaving us to try and keep up!
Against all odds, be it stormy weather, wildlife, log dams, or misleading trails, we were going to finish the hike in time for the shuttle!!! Eighteen miles in twelve hours! Woo Woo!!!
(A special thanks to: Heather, for being as sore as I was; Trisha, for providing all the snacks and sandwiches; Julius, for the pictures and for driving; and Oliver, for keeping our egos in check.)
