Their first backpacking trip by themselves. Jason drove them up into the canyon and hiked to a certain point with them. They hiked in further and picked a campsite, pitched a tent, and stayed the night. At some point during the night, a large rock fell in the distance. Regan was certain they would be crushed by another falling rock and was ready to leave everything behind and run for home. Interestingly enough, Spencer, the one who usually freaks out, convinced Regan to stay. Maybe he was more freaked out at the prospect of walking back in the dark.
In the morning, we hiked up to get them. When we got there (around 11 am), they were still fast asleep. Exhausted, Regan said, from the worry of being crushed to death during the night.
On the hike back, we found this injured baby falcon. We brought it back with us and took it in to the Utah Division of Wildlife Resource. They told us we should have left it and that they would have to hike it back up there. Lesson learned, I guess.
Murray tribe manhood rite of passage. Check.
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