When we arrived to the Grand Canyon, I was looking for a good trail to hike down.
Amelia was surprised I wanted to hike, considering “we weren’t prepared”. I was confused about what the hell else you do at the Grand Canyon.
So we picked the Bright Angel Trail, and kept passing signs that warned of the dangers of the hike. I kept telling Amelia we could make it. Once we got to the first rest stop, nearly 2 miles down, and an hour and a half later, Amelia had decided she’d had enough. And to prove a point of what an idiot I was, and how tough she was, she said we were going to hike all the way back up without stopping once. An hour and forty minutes later we reached the top, red-faced and thirsty, having passed well over 20 hikers we’d seen earlier that day.
If there were Certificates of Badassery, Amelia would have earned hers.
P.S. Just over the ledge in this photo is three dozen tourists all snapping photos of each other.
Don’t.
Don’t like gay marriage? Don’t get one.
Don’t like abortions? Don’t get one.
Don’t like drugs? Don’t do them.
Don’t like sex? Don’t have it.
Don’t like your rights taken away? Don’t take away anybody elses.
Sins of Steel
(formerly Billetproof)
http://www.sinsofsteel.com/
06.05.2010
Davisburg, MI






