As we cut half way into our trip, days 5 and 6 were spent held up in Colorado at a hotel due to weather restrictions and much needed indoor rest. With the last 3 or 4 days spent almost entirely outside, in the sun, the heat and the cold, a bed and a roof over our heads was exactly what we needed. Day 7 came quick as we headed to our next destination, Canyon De Chelly in Chinle, AZ.
On our way back down the 191, we passed through the four corners area. Though we didn’t go into the monument itself, the feeling of being in the middle of somewhere, but, nowhere at the same time was indescribable. Getting there had been one hell of a journey, and what laid ahead was completely unknown.
Reminents of rain caused us to second guess camping in the middle of nowhere. We traveled through the town of Chinle and past Tsaille. This was the last vision of a town we saw for another 15-20 miles until we reached a point of indecision and sense of urgency. Before stopping to pull off into the wilderness, we saw a mountainside that stood out from a far. We luckily, somehow, picked the exact turnoff to get in its shadows to camp. After a mile or so off the road, on a half muddy trail and in between the trees, we finally found a open and flat spot to camp. We quickly beat the sun to set up our tents and to collect the surrounding damp firewood to attempt to start a fire. With a little daylight left, we decided to climb the mountain that stood beside us. It wasn’t a terribly advanced hike, but it was surely exhausting. I stopped about 3/4 of the way up, as max climbed the rocky and steep path up the rest of the way.
-Sean Reilly / 30on2