Woke up and made BOTH sides of the bed, picked up Arky and turned on the fan so the fire alarm would not go off. Looking into where we are hiking at Zion and I am scared to death because Peter wants me to do a trail that is "not for the height impaired." I am going to do it because it is the best and anyone that knows me, knows I always do what is the best (Helicopter with doors off in Hawaii is a prime example- I was scared to death for approximately 45 minutes). Peter said, "don't worry they have chains." Thanks Pete, looking forward to it. The good news is only a few people plunged to their death this year.
Going to check in and see if we can have someone look at the RV lights and HW heater and maybe even wash her down. But cell service sucks so tough time calling anyone.
On to Zion-15 miles or 45 minutes. To Angel's Landing. The pictures do not do any justice as to how F-ING scared I was going up the switch backs with nothing but a drop off of 100 feet on the side. I was nervous the entire time and looked only down. I got to the chain part and the first flat before the crazy part and shut down. I wouldn't even let Jen go (although I know she was scared also). We ended up with a hike that was 7 miles and then headed to the Narrows, a trail through the water with canyons on both sides. I texted peter and said, wtf, did you think I would ever do that? (one time I climbed with him and the kids on Thanksgiving at Chatfield Hollow and he talked to me for 25 minutes and I was only 8 feet up). I am super afraid of heights and have been for ever. I am no ashamed at all and proud I did what I did!
On the train, Jen explained to me what Man-spreading was (see pic.). What she didn't explain is that I was carrying a pack with all her stuff, diet vanilla coke, jackets, etc. and I needed a place to put it. I did get yelled at (mildly) because I broke her glasses she put in the front pocket of the 20 lb pack I was carrying and they broke. We can buy a new pair for $0.50. We were looking for a mule all day but did not see one. I told Jen, I would have to settle for an Ass (She laughed). We also saw a place that Peter climbed and it was a 2 1/2 climb up the face (that means sleeping on the side of a cliff for a night--what do you do with your poop? I know!).
No fights at all today which was great. Came home to clean coach for $65.00. Still have pididal with Flag but part coming tomorrow. Jen saw a guy eating swedish fish on train and wanted me to punch the guy to get goods. I am glad I didn't because I would have punched the swedish guys in front of us and they were not the guys that had the fish.
I think I am a whistle savant! I can whistle any toon in any chord and it sounds perfect. I don't have music and it does not matter what song it is. It is like a a guy picking up a guitar and playing or someone playing a piano from ear. We discussed this in depth today.
Back to campgound and ready to do laundry, cook steak and go to wine and cheese hour but missed that because of Jen and the race against the shower clock. You get 7 min and then it times out for 5 minutes. I did it just fine but Jen was on the fence. She almost had to shave her legs in the sink. Had a fire for once but it was an 18 dollar fire (novices). We had 2 bundles of wood that cost us 6 each and had 5 logs that were so dry we had about 40 minutes to cook our S'mores. We accomplished our goal and although Jen did not comply to Nancy Benchimol guidelines, it was a success. We had the dogs out with us for a while but kept getting tangled in their lines. We put them in and they wined. Finally, we realized, they are just doing their jobs. They are bred to sit on our laps like the rich people of Havana trained. Just like Salmon do swimming up steam to their death every year. We let them out and they sat on our laps like the babies they are.
"Dora, get out of the fire pit!"
Oh, we had to change sites and our neighbors must have thought we did not like their partying. Not the case but glad to have filet tonight and not deer.
If you zoom into pictures you will still not get the idea of a 100 foot drop on either side of you for a half of a mile.
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