Sunday, January 1, 2017

Return to Shenanigans


On the wall above our bed hangs a large picture of the Grim Crawl. Even though it looks great, it has bothered me a little every time I've looked at it. I had never been across the Grim Crawl, nor had I done the downclimb adjacent to it. I just felt like I hadn’t earned the right to display a canyon obstacle that I had not yet conquered.

You might recall that we had a difficult day in Shenanigans back in 2012 that taught us a few hard lessons– don’t underestimate the tricks a canyon can play on your mind, don’t underestimate the Grim Crawl, be realistic about you body size; and most importantly, do not ever, ever lay down in the skinny section.

I’ve probably told the story a hundred times, about inching along on my side to get through the crux narrows. It was terrifying, I remember it like it happened yesterday. I swore that I would never go back.

Years passed and I lost some weight. We learned mental tricks and physical tricks that help us through tight places. We learned to downclimb.

Finally, on New Year’s Day, 2017, Steph, Tony and I returned to the canyon that had haunted me for so long. This was Tony's first time through.

On this day I weighed 154lbs and Tony weighed 194lbs*. Like any good buddy I wanted to see him suffer through the skinny sections. I knew this was unlikely, but I was still hopeful.

The first section of the canyon was simple and mercifully dry. The second section was excellent. The leaning hallway was better lit in January than it was in September, which was rather odd.




Then came the main event. We found the Grim Crawl to be free of dust, so it seemed extra grippy. I asked Tony for a belay (really a psychological belay) and made my way across easily. Steph rapped off Tony, then Tony made his way across the Crawl to join me.

Sliding off of the Crawl into the downclimb was far more intimidating than the Crawl itself. The short move, onto a large chokestone, was not particularly hard. However, there was no way to protect it. If you botch the slide you will fall 40+ feet; in January the consequences would probably prove fatal. Thankfully, we didn’t botch it. It was fun and rewarding to make that move and the subsequent downclimb, a step forward in the progression for me.





We made our way to the crux narrows. I made it through easily, shifting my ribcage up/down/diagonally at places to micro-route find my way through. No helmet stands were necessary. Tony had to go up a foot or two to get over a pinch. A simple heel-to-toe jam was all he needed. Dang! Minimal suffering!

Overall, this was one of my favorite canyon days. It was fulfilling to conquer old demons with two of the best people I’ve ever known. I couldn’t dream of a better way to spend New Year’s Day and look forward to visiting Shenanigans many times in the future.

-Bob



*If you weight more than 180lbs and are thinking about doing Shenanigans, please take a moment to check yourself. Realize that Tony has no body fat and moves like a ninja. Going over the crux narrows would be easy for him.

Our car-to-car time using the Kelsey exit was 5h34m.

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Chambers + Little Bull

On December 31st, 2016, Steph, Tony, Tom, Russell, and I spent a day in Robber’s Roost. Chambers and Little Bull were our objectives for the day.

Tony and I had done Chambers before; it was 60 degrees hotter and I was 20lbs fatter on that day. I was excited to see how different the canyon would feel.

This was Steph’s first visit to Chambers. It was fun to see her fly through the obstacles. When we arrived at the crux upclimb she simply slid through. We played with the idea of returning to the top to see how fast we could do a second lap.

This was also Tom’s first visit. He moves fluidly through most canyons, and this was no exception. He tried to stay low through the crux. I was up above, watching him, nearly certain that he would get stuck. Alas, he did not fit, but was able to retreat.

I’m not completely sure if Russell knew what he was in for. He is bigger than me, but not really big, maybe 180-190lbs. He eventually got to a spot where he could not fit at ground level. He opted to go high, up and over a huge rotten flake, maybe 40 feet up. I did not see him do this because we were downcanyon a little ways. It sounded like a hell of a lot of work.







Overall it was a really good lap through Chambers, a true classic. Afterward, we quickly made our way over to Little Bull Canyon.

Little Bull is short but very good. My pictures suck because the inside of the canyon is pitch black. It is certainly worth your time if you are in the area. It was a fine way to finish a great day with friends new and old.

Falling from this perch would be bad. It is 50 feet to the floor below. If you look closely you can see Tom's helmet (on rappel). 


Tom rapping into darkness. I'm satisfied with the quality of this photo, considering the conditions.




Friday, December 30, 2016

Boss Hog + Hog 2

On December 30th, 2016, Steph, Deanpaul and I ventured through Boss Hog and Hog 2.

Some days are about pushing the envelope and swimming in the pool of adventure. This day was about enjoying the unseasonably warm temperatures while trying to capture a handful of quality photographs under the unfavorable December sun. Deanpaul brought two cameras, I only brought one. I hope he got twice as many good shots as I did.

This was Steph’s first time to the Hog canyons. It was fun to watch her style the harder parts of Boss Hog.

After we completed our canyons, we opted to exit via Hog Springs. That was a fine way to finish a very fun day (good idea Deanpaul!).







The following photos are courtesy of Deanpaul Russell.















Thursday, December 29, 2016

Bingo Canyon

On December 29th, 2016, Steph and I rolled into Hanksville with a few hours of daylight to burn. We hoped to stay dry. We like to downclimb. We LOVE skinny canyons. Hmm…

We selected Bingo Canyon from our stack of beta and boogied on over to the trailhead.

That tiny canyon did not disappoint! It had four really interesting downclimbs, one that looked like a certain rappel from the top. It also has a really nice 70 foot rappel at the end.

Bingo was an excellent way to start our trip. Our car-to-car time was 2h14m.







Saturday, September 3, 2016

Heaps

“Have you done Heaps?”

I have been asked this question a hundred times. Every reply in the negative has bothered me a little bit. I’ve felt ready for Heaps for the past two years, but have never taken the time to make it happen. This week the stars aligned; the right team, the right weather, the right conditions. If not now, then when?

On September 3rd , 2016, Tom Jones, Tom Collins, Meg Allyn, Steph and I took a journey through this legendary canyon.

Heaps is simply amazing in every way. It is hands-down the best canyon I’ve ever done. It is better than Big Tony. It is better than Upper West. A foregone conclusion made several hours before the end.

The logjams throughout were a riot to climb over; never hard, but never easy. The jumps into seemingly bottomless potholes unearthed our inner children. Hours of swimming flew by in what seem like minutes. Alien moss-covered walls that bled rust redefined my definition beauty.

Heaps is just so dang good. Better than French food. Better than 20 year single-malt Scotch. Better than sex. I don’t know what else to say.

It was such a treat so experience the famed Knife Edge Ridge, the Hop Across, and the Iron Room. I was far enough behind the group that I even got to experience the confusion of the Devil's Pit by myself, heading all the way into the seemingly dead end- which was aggravating at the time, but an experience that I treasure now.

The final sequence was outstanding. I’ll tell you more about it later.

To be continued…


Knife Edge Ridge

A tree that seems to grow out of a rock, smack in the middle of the watercourse. Photo taken using a vertical panoramic.





The Hop Across





The Iron Room




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Special thanks to Tom Collins for carrying the 200 footer, getting our camping spot, for lending out warm clothes, and for picking up the permit.

Special thanks to Levi Fackrell for lending us his 400 foot rope.

Special thanks to Tom Collins and Meg Allyn for stashing the 400 footer.

Extra special thanks to Tom Jones for his execution at the final rappel. Your amazing rope skills, cool head under pressure, and selflessness added greatly to the group’s safety and to the overall experience of the day. It was a real pleasure to share this day with you Mr. Jones, I simply can’t thank you enough.