I left my sole(s) at Pectol Pyramid (Torrey part two).

After seeing the roadside waterfalls we headed off for a hike near Pectol Pyramid.  We had a destination in mind, but quickly found ourselves distracted by our beautiful desert surroundings.

We stopped here for a rest, we had been slowed by a large group of hikers ahead of us on the trail and decided we would give them some time to create some distance.  As we sat we ended up deciding not to go any further.  When a bunch of people are around, things just aren't as fun.  This ended up being a good choice because as we were hiking down, I began to hear a strange flapping sound with each step I took.  The sound was quickly connected to a strange hindrance in my gait.  It took a mere second to look down at my footwear and realize what was going on. 

I was proud to be wearing my trusty One Sports for the hike.  They have seen me through many stages in life, and this would be one more adventure for their illustrious history.  These had been a big deal purchase for me back when I was a young 14 year old. You know, far enough back when a pair of hiking shoes was the only pair of shoes I wanted for my back to school wardrobe.  Oh, the memories.  Oh, how things have changed.  As I flopped my way down the mountain I made Husband stay behind me so people couldn't see (though I'm sure they could hear) me walking.  Pretty soon I had a good side sweep/toe flick going on in an attempt at keeping my soles beneath my feet.  It was a long trip down.

When I saw the car I beelined straight to the trunk for my emergency shoes, an old pair of Sauconys.  I was happy they were there, but sad to realize the insoles were mysteriously missing.  Oh well.  Time to replace my emergency shoes.  Time to replace my hiking shoes.  Time to get a post about Calf Creek Falls together. 

Part three is on its way!
-H. 

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Torrey! Torrey! Torrey! (part one)

(Pre p.s., thanks Natalie for the post title inspiration!)

Husband loves to challenge himself.  His most recent incarnation of this challenge was an attempted solo through-hike of the Escalante River.  His original plan was ninety miles over six days.  Due to high water and a promise to be safe he chose to cut the trip short after four days and sixty miles traveled.  Luckily for us both we were able to make a little vacation out of his trip, driving separately so he could leave his truck at his point of exit.  We had a couple days to enjoy together before we parted ways.

We spent our first night in Torrey.  On our way there, we stopped in Bicknell for a bite to eat at the Sunglow Cafe.  They are famous for their pies, specifically of the pinto bean and (separately) pickle variety.

We tried a slice of the pinto bean pie. And guess what, I would eat it again! I seem to remember quite a bit of coconut in the mix. But I could be mistaken about that.  Either way, it was delicious. 

After our pinto bean pie, we were soon back on the road. We checked in to our hotel, then promptly hit the road again. Arie (who has just asked me to refer to him as Nikolaas which I may or may not do so be prepared) had memories of a road side waterfall in Capitol Reef and we went out in search of it. As usual, his memory of the landscape served us well and we were soon enjoying a refreshing misting from some beautiful falls.

After a bit more sightseeing and a couple of burgers, we retired to our hotel and enjoyed the Mudcats marathon on the History Channel. Thomas Riggs has proven to be my favorite soft spoken noodler.  Have you seen it?  Do you have a favorite?

It was a great trip and I'm excited to share more with you.  More to be found in part two and part three!

Heather

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