After an early morning 75 minute drive and carb load (thank you Kemony for the 5am carbs...We love bananas!) and seeing an Elk, we made it to the trailhead. Chris instructed Trevor and I to remove our banana peels from the truck (oops I forgot mine...) and he took off to use the loo. Trevor and I loaded up our packs, onto our backs, and WTF they were VERY heavy. I was out of breath when I made it the short 100 yards to the trailhead. Crap. I am in darn good shape, too. Huff, puff. What had we gotten ourselves into????
I had my super sexy UV hiking shirt on, although it was absolutely perfect conditions. We set out with 21 folks from age 12-50's, and we all made it!
We set out on the trek, and the first mileish was straight down. We were looking forward to this stretch, and it was actually wonderful. Minus the weight of the pack.
I had been on 4 other backpacking trips but not in the last 9 years! I felt a little stunned with the mental part of it, I am not going to lie.
After we settled into a pattern of taking a 5 minute break every hour, I relaxed and started having a blast and a half!!!
After about 8-10 miles we came upon the Supai Reservation. I was so excited to see such a remote location, so interested in this remote town that housed over 500 people. I was sad to see not one chicken nor backyard garden. There was a very hospitable convenience store man who greeted us with such gusto, but other than that I was very disappointed. He also had kombucha and pomegranate juice for sale in his store, so he scored points with me!
Mules or horses for transportation.
There were rustic structures and also homes with septic and cable.
We shed our packs and shoes and basked in the sun barefoot. Yoga poses were done, and celebration was had! We were 2ish miles away. All of the lengths are ish'es as we were always untrusting of the lengths due to being tired, and physically challenged. 2 miles with a pack felt like 4 without one.
We had lots of laughs with Jamie and Trevor along the way.
After we set up camp, sat for a bit, and took a quick power nap, we headed back up to the falls.
By the time we made it to the falls, it was only about 3pm, but it was already shaded by the canyon. The water looks tropical but is actually quite chilly, at about 70-72 degrees. It was gorgeously perfect temperature outside, for a late September day, of about 80 degrees.
I have to say that that first night, after a 10-13 mile hike after a 12 hour drive and not sleeping much the night before-----IT WAS THE BEST NIGHT OF SLEEP IN MY LIFE. I had no worries about my kids waking up, I had the best natural noisemaker, my body was physically worked, and I had ARRIVED. One of my most favorite things about backpacking is that you turn in early. It is just the natural reaction to nature, fresh air, and physical exertion. We were in bed by 8ish. I slept like a rock until 430am, when I woke to pee. I stumbled out the tent, without my glasses, eyes super blurry from all that bomb.com deep sleep. I found a spot not too far not too near from the trail and did my business. And guess what magic I saw, as I looked up with my sub par vision? The brightest, most fabulous and memorable shooting star shooting it's magic across the entire canyon sky.
We had arrived.
And I slept in until 8ish. It was amazing.
Sad sidebar- Chris did not have as amazing of a night as I did. He suffered some insomnia that night and got very little sleep, poor guy. I must have slept enough for the both of us. I am still dreaming of that night, weeks later.