The late afternoon light was stretched low over the horizon casting long shadows in Zion National Park. I had unpacked my gear from the dusty truck in Watchman Campground and quickly set up my home for the weekend next to another small tent quietly occupying the same campsite under a large cottonwood. I didn’t know much about my mysterious campmate yet. Less than an hour earlier, I had received a single text message – all set in F4. They have a parking permit for you as you enter watchman campground. If I’m not in camp, I’m off exploring. Sounds like we’d get along just fine.
The National Parks and Monuments of Utah have always called to me, especially Zion National Park. I don’t normally make a huge effort to visit the National Parks, preferring instead to explore Wilderness Areas where I can find quiet and solitude. There are exceptions. When my dad passed away in 2005 we were in the planning stages of several trips together. We were on the wait-list for a private trip down the Colorado River, we were just starting to plan a trip through Yosemite along portions of the John Muir Trail and we were talking about touring the Utah Parks of Zion, Bryce, Arches and Canyonlands.
In Fall of 2007 I was able to raft the Colorado through Grand Canyon on a private boat trip with several of my dad’s closest river friends. This Summer I’ll finally be hiking most of the John Muir Trail through Yosemite with a small group of backpackers. And for years I had been patiently looking for opportunities to visit Arches or Zion…when I received this message on twitter:
— David (@DWoutside) March 22, 2013
The timing seemed to fit perfectly into my jigsaw puzzle of a travel calendar. I managed to scrounge up some petty cash for fuel, take the weekend off and drive 7 hours across Arizona and Utah to meet up with a fellow adventure seeker after nothing more than a handful of Twitter messages. Twitter has been funny that way, especially when it comes to the outdoor community. I see it happen all the time with messages like, “Anyone up for climbing near SLC this weekend?” or “I want to do Humphrey’s next time in Flag. Who’s in?” Social Media allows us to connect with like-minded people for outdoor adventures that just wouldn’t be as fun (or safe) alone.
This time it was Minnesota native David Wherry, hell bent on making the most out of his first whirlwind trip to Zion National Park in the shortest time possible. David would have one day, sun-up to sun-down, to doggedly chase down as much adventure and general badassery (yes, it’s a word) as law would allow…and he was looking for a partner to help him run it down.
As I organized my gear at Workman Campground I knew we were staring down the barrel of a long sunrise-to-sunset day of steep, sweat-stained canyon hiking. So when Dave came strolling into camp after a casual 7 mile trail run, I knew he’d be the guy pushing the pace the next day.
That night we sat around the campfire and discussed our strategy for the next day. We didn’t know each other before that night but we both seemed very much on the same page about our agenda. We listed out our priorities starting with Angel’s Landing at sunrise and worked our way from there with every intention of hungrily devouring as much of this amazing park as we could stomach before sunset. We would not be content to shuffle along with cattle-like tourists. We would push hard, move fast and end every trail with an eager and emphatic “What’s next!?”
David turned out to be a great trail companion and bad-ass adventure partner. Hopefully his work continues to land him in parts out west so we can pull off another epic slam-dunk in another amazing location. The sooner the better…
The Epic Day in Zion National Park…
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