I apologize for the delay. I am really swamped with work and life, so please bear with me.
We all strapped up in our gear. I had my double-layered kufi, and the others had thier own stuff. We were too excited to think logically and we were extremely late. The sun was going to set, so we chose the trail that was closest and we got our water, food, clothing, etc all ready and we made our ways to the Canyon.
Sam: lets get some Mules!
Me: Let me see.
Me and Bernstein go to see the prices and the guy told us it’ll cost us at least 300 dollars and he was explaining how people book year in advance!
Worker: You’re all young.. you don’t need mules!
Anyway, we got to the trails and we started to head down. There was ice on the trails so we went really slow. We said hi to every hiker that passed us (their were many). One hiker said “Shalom” to Bernstein, and Bernstein replied saying, “Salaam.” Kemp and Sam thought they were cool and zoomed ahead of us, so they could reach the river. Us being the more experiencd in the group..
.. knew it would be impossible to make it down to the river (12 miles, downhill) before sunset, because it was already getting dark. Hence, we took our time. Bernsteing was taking a million pictures as we made our way down, by the way (all pics are from him fyi). We saw a guy taking baby steps, who looked like he was going to die and pass out.
Me: Are you okay? Do you want some water?
Guy: No I am fine.
We continued and chuckled at him.
Me: Haha.. look at him. He was dying..
Berstein: Yea.
Me: I’m going here.. it seems like a short cut.
Albert: Yeeahh.
Bernstein: I’m coming too. Help me.
The shortcut turned out to be an obstacle in our way more than anything. And our bag packs made it ten times harder, because we had weave in and out of cactus and rocks, but it was fun.
Anyway we continued down and we made it to this hut, rest stop (not restroom), where Kemp and Sam were waiting for us.
Me: Man, I died and came back! I am dying.. I wish I was in better shape.
Bernstein started to yell some religious chants and Kemp and Albert started to make monkey noises, because the echo was awesome, even though we were just 3 miles down. It was dark and we couldn’t see so we decided to camp underneath this hut, which may have belonged to the Navajo Indian tribe!
We started to unpack and get our sleepig bags ready.
Bernstein: Can you recite adhan, please!
Kemp: Yeea.. we want to hear echo! Please!
Me: No. That’s dumb.
Kemp: Come on.
After five minutes I did my adhan. Bernstein recorded it, even though it was dark. The echo was nice. We had cans of beans, spinach, and tuna that we ate. We also had peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (the bread was crushed, but we were so hungry we did not care). We prayed, ate, etc. We shared our Jinn stories and looked at the stars, which were beautiful. We saw everything, including the big dipper.
As we were falling asleep.
Berstein: I need to use the bathroom guys.. where should I go?
Albert: Go there.. *points outside at bushes*.. and take this flashlight.
Bernstein: Can you come with me?
Kemp: I’ll take him. (note, that Kemp startled Bernstein four different times by saying “boo” or acting like a mountain lion).
Me: Sam.. you take him, he might have heart attack with Kemp.
Sam: Fiiine.
Bernstein: I cant find my shoes.. oh well lemmie just wear these..
Sam: Mann those are mine! Don’t piss on ‘em!
Me: He’s not five!
He goes and takes care of his business. And we all try to fall asleep now. We try to fall asleep and then suddenly we see a pair of flashlights approaching us.
Sam: There are people there..
Albert: What do you think they want. They are speaking Spanish.
Sam: They just closed their lights .
Albert: I think they are the Navajo tribe.
Me: They prolly thought I was asking for help when I was doing adhan.
Sam: Albert, I think they going to attack, why would they close lights.
Albert: Go on the look out.
Bernstein: Get your axe out right now, Albert.
Albert: No.
Bernstein: You have an axe and people are goin to jump us and you’re not taking it out! (he was almost crying).
Kemp: Why you scared? Don’t be scared. You fight if they come.
Kemp hands me his knife, just in case. Sam gets his too. Anyway, we eventually fall asleep and we didn’t hear from them (we prolly scared them ourselves, because we kept on flashing our light on and off). However, I did not sleep, because I couldn’t lay on my side, because of the dumb sleeping bag from Walmart. We had hand warmers, that kept us very warm. I heard cans moving near our hut, which made me believe there was something out there (like a rat, snake, or mountain lion). The hadith of how Sayyids can’t die from snake bite came to mind, but luckily nothing happened (its prolly fake btw).
We get up for Fajr and we start to head down. We hide our bag packs somewhere and we hurry up down. We encounter deer and a lot of squirrels. We also see dirty underwear and a sock on the trails (you can figure out what that person did with the other sock). We become exhausted but we make it down to the River. It was an adventure. We had to cross creeks and stuff. The river is orange (from the mud and soil), but its streaming and it looks awesome, because the creek leads into it.









