So, 45 minutes later, my cousin Valerie finally came down the trail and we continued up the canyon. Now, remember, she is on horseback and I am walking. Hmmm....something amiss here! She kept telling me to go just a little farther because she wanted to show me something. But, when we got to a water logged trail through the palms, I decided THAT was enough and refused to go through the water. YUCK! And, besides, I had ALL that way to hike back out of the canyon!!! BY MYSELF!!! So, we bid our goodbyes and I turned around to walk out of the canyon, past the palms, through the soft sand, alone all the time. If I had twisted a foot or sprained my ankle, nobody would have known. Cell phones don't work in the canyon. Only Valerie knew where my car was parked, but she wouldn't see it because she had moved her truck and trailer to another location. LESSON LEARNED: Always tell somebody WHERE you are going hiking and what time you should be back. Of course, my husband knew I was going hiking, but he had NO IDEA where I was or where my car was parked. Like I said, lesson learned and I'm fortunate that nothing happened that day. I would love to return to the canyon, but with my husband!
