Shannon was a sweetheart and decided to brave the canyons with the Quinn men and me. Look at us in our tent! Which, we set up (and took down) by ourselves, by the way. Nate was so impressed- really. He didn't know I possessed that skill.
The canyons we went through were SUPER narrow. Did I mention that? In case you can't visualize "SUPER narrow" I've included the picture below:
Now, normally, in canyoneering, one would go down the canyon, using harnesses and ropes, repelling down. Well, not with the Quinn men. They've done this canyon numerous times, and decided to try going up it this time. Here's a picture of one pass we had to cross. This maneuver is called a "chimney" and I think it's one of the scariest things I've ever done.




Above: Shan, so happy to be canyoneering for the first time.
Below: another gaping crevasse we had to find a way to cross. Keep in mind that most people do this while roped in to a rope and anchor. Shan traversed it by counterbalancing her weight on the canyon walls with her shoulders and feet. You can see Nate's hand spotting her below. 

Maybe this gives a little better perspective of how high up she was and how brave she consequently had to be:
After watching her cross that way, I elected this method instead:





I really appreciate the justice your writing does to the risk and adventure of this activity, but I am worried that Rebecca will never trust me to take one of her daughters out on an adventure again! :) I promise we were safe!
ReplyDeletethis looks SO fun!!!
ReplyDeleteOh man.........where was I?? Sad to miss it......Hopefully Sarah and I can get in on a canyoneering trip before we move to Chicago! Looks like you guys had a blast!
ReplyDeleteOh my!! That looks so fun! Where's Hanksville?
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