Buzz, Ryan, Jared – Canaan Mountain at sunset. 5/9/2014
“History does repeat itself” explained Buzz, “and it’s not a bad thing! Take for example organized sports like the NFL, NHL, NCAA, etc. Some people today are fanatical about organized sports and fiercely dedicated to ‘their’ teams. It’s the ancient tribe mentality on display” declared Buzz, “a pre-programmed DNA trait some people have where they need to belong to something; the need to defend their tribe. This instinct developed many thousands of years ago, long before our current air-conditioned lifestyles, and manifests itself today in the form of organized sports. This is history repeating itself. As for me, I simply don’t have the tribe gene. I’m genetically different.”
The above is my attempt at capturing a snippet from one of the blurry conversations during the drive home this past Saturday with Ryan and Buzz after another action packed 1.5 day trip to Zion NP. As Buzz continued with his story about our DNA and historical repetition, the reasons for our many trips to Zion started to gel in my mind. Why was it that Buzz never flinched at flying to Utah, renting cars, spending hundreds of dollars on gear and logistical details, and cramming as much as possible into weekends only to go home with scratched up legs, blood stained clothes, and holes in nearly every piece of gear? I estimate he’s done this 3-4 times per year for at least the past 5 years and probably only slightly less frequently for the preceding 35 years. He is either a tremendously committed friend, possessed, a masochist, or a true lover of the desert. Could he be all of these things? Wait, this also sounds like Ryan!
Buzz also explained that we are drawn to people with similar values and motivations… Apparently it wasn’t just Buzz with this strange genetic condition, Ryan and I had it as well… Did we all independently have it beforehand or had the mutation worsening after years of adventure? Why had we all moved things around in our busy lives, yet again, to venture out on another crazy route through the sand, manzanita, cactus, and crumbling sandstone in and around Zion? Why did the thought of seeing a glowing sunrise on the extreme topology make us all giddy? Why did hearing an orchestra of singing desert frogs in a hidden pool seem so special? Why did the hundreds of cuts from prickly desert plants actually make me smile, knowing that I’d feel the trip under the business attire of Monday? Rather than trying to make sense of it all, I’ll share some photos from the trip and hope that one of my faithful blog readers can help answer these questions.
- Friday : The South Creek Circumnavigation. A fantastic route with a bunch of new terrain. Jenny Ridge, East Fork of the Virgin, Transview Mountain, Second Creek, South Mountain, Squirrel Creek, Water Canyon, Canaan Mountain, Sawmill Springs, Eagle Crags. 21.5 hrs of adventure
- Saturday : Tabernacle Dome. Arguably one of the best short scrambles in the Park.
Ryan on Jenny Ridge in the glorious morning light
