Obstacles are always a fun way to relax after a day's work, and our evening hike to the Sluiceboxes was no exception. After the group yesterday came across a naked man, we were a bit worried about what we might find lurking about, so several of us brought our bearspray, which the ranger said was wise as bears had been sighted in the area.
We didn't find any nudity, but we did happen across one kissing couple and lots of bear scat along the way.
Three of us had been before and three not, so some didn't know what to expect. Plus, Catherine was gingerly testing her knees after her operations and not hiking much in two years. Luckily, she did well and so did her knees.
We faced scooting down on our butts over rocks, jumping down a broken trestle, avoiding poison ivy, going up and down steep embankments and walking on the ledge of a cliff.
As the sun started setting, it became apparent that we were busy enjoying the scenery and being careful so we wouldn't make the tunnel this time. As such, we didn't come to the trestle where June's group met with the man in his birthday suit, thank goodness.We enjoyed the scenic canyon in the fading light as we climbed up out of the gorge and back to the cars.
At the end of the trail, Suzie had cool drinks for us; what a treat before our drive home, by ourselves again, since Covid-19 is still spreading in our community.
Who went: Catherine, Susan, Debra, Sara, Bonnie, Suzie, Katie