After hiking nine hours across the floor of the Grand Canyon, I realized that this was the path that lead to where I was going. From a distance, it looked nearly impossible to hike. The trail was narrow and steep which lead to the camp site and the only water source for miles and miles. There was no turning back now. After many, mamy switchbacks I arrive to find the most lovely stand of cottonwood trees near a clear, freeflowing stream. It was an oasis by anyone's standards. There I camped and fell asleep listening sound of the water.
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