My school likes to torture people before allowing them to take any classes! Jokes. Well...I'm not entirely joking. Prescott College has a Wilderness Orientation for all incoming students - Fresh-persons and transfers alike.
Under the best circumstances the orientation is 3 weeks of serious trekking through Arizona wilderness that few venture to. Add on the fact that I was an incoming student in the Spring, meant we got to do our orientation during the winter. Oh, and I had never backpacked before, nor truly camped, was a great addition.
Our group was lucky enough to trek through the Grand Canyon and Superstition Mountains - something that most people only dream of. We were 'lucky' in the sense that we were given an incredible opportunity to see some of the most beautiful spots in the US. The 'luck' didn't really carry over to the weather...
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| Day 1 - At the Rim of the Grand Canyon |
Now, I'm usually a baby when LA gets "cold weather", but winter in the high desert meant something else entirely. Before this trip, I could count the number of times I have been to snow on one hand. Now, I'm well into the double digits!
Before I went on this trip we were each given a gear checklist. Upon reading the list I saw that they were requesting we bring a 0 degree sleeping bag.
"That's not bad", I thought, "They think that we're going to be around freezing conditions. I can do that."
You see, growing up in New Zealand I have a very skewed sense of measurements. I can read temperature in fahrenheit, but I have a better grasp of freezing and boiling points in celsius - I mean really...who came up with the freezing and boiling points of fahrenheit!? So...as I was reading the checklist I read it in terms of celsius not fahrenheit! Much to my dismay, Andrew pointed out that a 0 degree bag meant that we would be in temperatures far below freezing point! Damn.
Our first night was spent in a miserable -14 degrees - that's in fahrenheit! Over the course of the next 3 weeks we went through an impressive 92 degree weather change. Unfortunately the majority of the time the weather hovered at a balmy 35 degrees.
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| Snow everywhere. At times it came above our knees... |
My group went through an incredible journey. We lost one team mate around the second day due to a terrible ankle sprain. We spent the next week and a bit descending and then ascending the Grand Canyon. We trekked from Rim to river, along the river, and then back up to the Rim. And that was just the first half!