Friday morning started off fabulously well with Peter smashing his face and lacerating his leg during a mountain bike ride. Nature 1, us 0. Peter took it like a champ and finished the ride. Dave Galullo chickened out on some of hills though--he is kind of like a little girl. Nature 2, us 0. That being said, we all had great time.
Saturday morning drill sargeant John dragged everyone out of bed early and we went to Zion National Park. We rented wetsuits and then headed into the park to kill some time so that things could warm up a bit. We hiked to the top of Angels landing--Galullo made up for his girlie Friday by cruising the trail with ease. John was an absolute ass about time and continued to harp on people to hurry up. What a champ!
We then went to the Pine Creek Canyon trailhead, donned wetsuits, and started into the canyon. 6 rappels, 40 degree water, slippery rock, 45 minute hike to the car and beautiful scenery made for an epic adventure. Everyone did great and even attacked the final 100 foot free rappel with reckless abondon. Dave Denison did a great job documenting this final rappel from his little perch.
After it all was over we ate in Springdale at Oscars. Oh yeah! We ate like it was our last meal, went home, played the cursory game of spite and malice, and went to bed. We need to make this a tradition. Hooray for Utah and three cheers for Nielsen's Frozen Custard for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.



