The two of us got the fire started by blowing on the coals from the evening before. Soon a few others were up and then off five of the boys went to explore.
When we drove in it was too dark to see this canyon. Even in the pre-sunrise light it was very impressive. We camped about 30 yards from the edge. Good thing there were no accounts of sleep walking.
Down again along a more difficult descent (close your eyes Marie).
(l to r) Will Emmett, Jackson Chambers, Joel Emmett, Trenton Ash, Kaden Ash.
The San Rafael River and yellow cottonwoods below.
Preparing Scout McMuffins: English Muffins, fried egg, bacon and cheese.
The whole group. Recently-in-the-news Goblin Valley is on the southern edge of the San Rafael Swell. None of the leaders in this group felt so inclined to reconfigure Mother Nature like the bozo scoutmasters from a few weeks ago who toppled a hoodoo in Goblin Valley.
Three Emmetts. Happy to be out and about.
Scoutmaster Quinn Ash's truck. I am always amazed at how lightly outfitted I am (no truck, no grills, no Dutch ovens, no camo, etc) when compared with the other scout/young men leaders.
We left a little earlier (missing the petroglyphs) than the others to get Joel home for his afternoon soccer game. Here is the view looking southeastward over the San Rafael Swell. It is a lot more impressive close up.
It was Joel's team's last game of the fall season. They won 5-0 with the help of Joel's two goals--amazing given the fact that he got little sleep and spent the morning hiking.
Marie took these photos of the Halloween Parade at school on Thursday. Can you find Will?