Attack of the Elk

Trip Start Jan 05, 2012
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What I did
Grand Canyon National Park

Flag of United States  , Arizona
Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Andrea and Rosie somehow got an offer from a strange guy at the hostel to go to the Grand Canyon with him so I decided to tag along. Clint is a very weird person. He is very sporadic and never seems to know what he is doing or if what he is doing is the right thing to be doing. His sense of direction is horrible (I've never gotten lost so often before in my life and I admit to being geographically challenged). I’ve noticed that a lot of people who are all over the place like this tend to be inherently self-absorbed in some way. While they try to be generous they can’t actually pull it off. They also all seem to be in a strange place in their life, like they used to have a settled life but have let it go to hell with some unusual but self-created situation. But I figured at least I get to see the Grand Canyon and Andrea and Rosie would make the trip enjoyable.

The Grand Canyon itself is amazing. I definitely want to return one day and do some of the hikes. I personally love jumping around on rocks on the edge of cliffs so it is the perfect landscape for me. There were moments where my heart was racing from the height but that was mostly on the loose surfaces, not hard stone surfaces. The size of the canyon is incredible; I don’t think you could ever explore it all.

We camped the night: Clint in his 3-man tent and Rosie, Andrea and I in my 2-man tent. The tent was surprisingly spacious considering. I slept quite well but Rosie and Andrea suffered from the drop in temperature that happens in the early morning hours. This is because of Clint’s sporadic behaviour as well. He had told them they could rent sleeping bags but then not followed through. This situation would have been easily solved had I known they didn’t have sleeping bags before we left Vegas but anyway… such is life.

In the morning we returned to the cliffs of Grand Canyon to explore some more. On the way we saw an elk and as the tourist we all are we took pictures. The elk started walking with us, which we thought was the sweetest thing ever until it started bluff charging. It was getting closer and closer, and bluff charging more frequently. I saw a car coming and decided it was time to cross the road away from the elk. It chased me but luckily the car became our defense, something to hide behind. The car had two Austrians in it; after taking their tourist photos of the elk they went to drive off but we all freaked out and asked them to wait until we had formulated a plan. Our plan became to take a chance in the bush (I planned to climb a tree). Luckily the Austrians suggested we all cram into the car – an offer we accepted. We ended up being rescued by the Austrians.

We explored the Grand Canyon some more, getting the good photos we’d all hoped for and enjoying each others company. Then we heard an unusual sound and all minds immediately thought it was the elk coming after us once again. Turns out it was an extremely old dude jogging. Common mistake I am sure!

We dropped Rosie and Andrea off at Flagstaff. I wasn’t looking forward to hours of just me and Clint time… but shit happens. It wasn’t as bad as I expected. He basically just talked about his relationship problems and asked for advice. His problem is that he is married with kids but doesn’t want to be married but doesn’t want to separate because of the kids. Here I am thinking: dude, why are you asking a single 24-year-old with no kids advice about this kind of thing? The trip was longer than expected because once again he got lost.
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