After our eventful first day (see here, and here), we left the hotel and drove over the mountain to Arie's planned point of exit. A couple of water bottles were stashed in the brush, and Arie's truck was left behind, parked off the side of a lonely desert road. He slipped a note on the dashboard promising any observer there were no valuables to be had inside and we crossed our fingers his truck would still be there, ready to bring him home once his journey was over. It was nice to be back in one car together. Soon we had arrived at our campsite and our supplies had been unloaded. With the winds raging I took shelter inside the tent. Arie, being less affected by the elements, stayed outside enjoying the view. My view from the tent was just as good. Soon enough, however, I made my way out of the tent and we began our hike up to Calf Creek Falls. Beautiful.
this! On his way home (which started with a lot of walking) Arie was able to snap a few great photos before his camera had an unintentional underwater adventure. If I'm not careful, this lonely cabin may lure Arie away from me one day.
By the way, I spent way too much time rewording sentences so they wouldn't end in a preposition. I was always taught not to end a sentence with a preposition. This led me to search out whether or not this was ok to do, and I found that Grammar Girl says it's fine! Whew! I feel more relaxed already.
Also, while NPR was fading in and out during our drive over the mountain, I heard about this. Aaahhh!
P.S. If you have a few minutes and want to hear about the real deal (Arie's trip after I dropped him off), head on over to his site!
Thanks for sharing some of your photos Arie!