
After an hour or so hiking up a really rough road, Joel and I found some spare energy to scramble up the rocks to reach this peak at around 10,000 feet. Here we see Joel doing a little light reading atop a massive cliff, looking out over Cañon del Diablo, a dry lake bed, and the north end of the Sea of Cortez far off in the distance. It was in this unexpected forest wilderness that we would later receive unexpectedly awful directions on how to arrive at a lake. Misleading signs, unpassable road, suspicious forks, and unrewarded miles of hiking in the heat gave us great grief with the park ranger who suggested such the excursion. Nonetheless, the memory of this gorgeous vista was a highlight that could not easily be sullied.
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Amazing. Did you guys have any altitude sickness issues?
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