Here's how most bad ideas begin.
Nicholls sharing his beer with Fatty Patty.
Loadin' up to head to Lost and Found slot canyon.
Bob's weekend companion was attached to his pack. First blow-up doll in a slot?
The man of the weekend before we let him back into marriage.
The first jump down.
Aquaman and Keith.
Bob and Fatty Patty easily maneuver down.
Even Fatty Patty has to protect her melon.
Hhhmmm, are those JagerBomb stains on her legs?! Why yes, they are!
Getting a little tighter and steeper for the second jump-down.
And a squeeze under a log.
James making it look easy.
Bob and Fatty Patty.
Fatty Patty needed a bit of assistance under the log. Potentially where she sprung a leak and soon deflated.
Yep, she fell in the mud. Tough gal!
Dwight's highly modified canyoneering outfit. Hence the new nickname.... Aquaman.
Not quite sure what the heck Keith is doing here!
Wayne got a boost up to the anchor for the first rappel.
Wayne prepping to do the first rappel, ~30ft after an akward squeeze through a rock hole.
Bottom of the first rappel. Nicholls shaking hands confirms that he still does not like to rappel.
Keith about to squeeze through the hole for the first rap.
Bob and the quickly deflating Fatty Patty on the first rap.
My face hurt from laughing so much all day.
The second rap was 50-60' as the slot got cooler by the minute.
The longer rap got the rope, carabiner, and belay device pretty toasty warm.
James first day of rappelling, an instant pro.
After the rappel was an immediate downclimb. Lots of friction (and leaving some skin) was necessary.
Dave in the downclimb.
Bill on the second rap. They got smart and rappelled down the downclimb also.
Constriction after the second rap. Cool!
Bob in the back giving a fireman's belay, and Dave heading down canyon.
Keith on the second rap.
Who loves short shorts?... Keith loves short shorts!
Aquaman proving that he can defy gravity.... or his belay device was jammed up.
James and Bill in the fun constrictions. We had to take off our packs and pass them down to each other.
James workin' it.
Nicholls smiling, right before he got "crop dusted" with a breeze blowing his way.
Bill about as close to stuck as possible.
The last bit of narrows before opening up again.
Aquaman getting ready to head down the last rappel. A sweet one at ~130ft.
The bottom of the third rappel was an overhang. Sweet!
Even Aquaman gets thirsty.
Bob and a very deflated Fatty Patty finishing the third rap.
After the canyon opened up we poked around looking for the hike out.
We followed the zip-zagging cracks up the sandstone to the top.
Lots of friction, but a rope for a bit of confidence.
Next a short scramble through the brush.
Bill (aka, Ribet) trusting that the rock weighs more then him.
A short hike away and we were on the top of Covert Arch.
How our entire afternoon was spent.
Keith pouring out Raicilla shots while telling us several times how it is made and what part of the plant is used.
My feelings on which direction the rest of the evening was headed towards.
Keith's creative new use for licorice. I just wish I had a picture of what Nicholls did next!
The crew with stoggies.
And how Bob spent the rest of the night... taped to a dolly.
Keith was in charge of where he went. The helmet was because he came close to dumping him into the fire within the first minute.
All night was spent laughing around the campfire after gorging ourselves on racks of ribs.
Bob asking to be relocated
About to overflow
Wayne's kegstand brought him to maximum capacity
Another one of Aquaman's traits... still smiles after a kegstand
Speaks for itself
Desert Beer Pong!