In this group, we spend just about every minute we’re awake together, and silence is impossible to achieve. When a solo hike out of the mountains was proposed on our
Hi everyone! My name is Megan and I am a senior at University of Wisconsin-Madison studying Economics and Environmental Studies. For the last couple of weeks I have been engaging
The golden rays of the setting sun peek through the branches of the trees as I sit beside the river. The water rushes by, flowing over rocks in waves of
I sit on the large rocks that meet the water’s edge and watch the rapids flow into the whirlpool where the river changes course. I close my eyes and listen
Do I respect my time? Am I living intentionally? What am I seeking from each day? These questions may be perceived differently, but can relate in all. This course has
The Dirty Devil, aptly named by Dunn during Major John Wesley Powell’s 1896 expedition of the Colorado River, is a 200 mile meandering stretch of chocolatey brown waters. It was
Cradled by crumbling walls of deep red sandstone that shield the corners of a vast blue sky, a group of 10 slightly sunburnt and sore-footed backpackers follow the gentle meander
Scrambling down the dusty orange Navajo sandstone into the open body of Horseshoe Canyon for the first time will be intimidating, exhilarating and even a hint nerve-racking. If you have
Here we are, three days into our backpacking journey, and Horseshoe Canyon decides to welcome us with a spring blizzard! We crawled out of the cocoons of our sleeping bags
Stumbling upon wolf scat is not the way many people would want to start a hike. For our twelve-person group, it was like Christmas. All of us gathered around the