Adventure #1 Escalante Exploring

Micro adventures really are endless in their possibilities. They work as a catalyst for bigger and better things.
They serve the same purpose as the sample tables at Costco on a Saturday afternoon. A quick jolt of yumminess and a lingering flavor that makes you think about it continuously for days or until you finally return and get a better taste. 

About 6 weeks ago I took off on a solo mission to explore a creek in southern Utah. I bushwhacked, wandered, and spent a lot of time singing to myself. But what I found was an amazing creek in a stunning desert landscape that  I pulled a few brown trout out of. I was convinced I had found something special in the fly fishing world. I came home, pitched the idea of writing a story for some fly fishing magazines and they showed interest. I knew I was about to put my mark on the fly fishing community. So this past weekend I persuaded 2 friends to return with me and help me form the story. Expectations of fishing were high, we were driven to put in a big day on the creek. The results did not mirror our expectations. But our appetite for adventure was fully satisfied.  

One of the most common outcomes on an adventure is that our initial expectations are not met.  But rarely does that lead to disappointment. I have the tendency  of thinking up great experiences where I am going to get to my location, ski bottomless powder and then return home without a hitch.  Or maybe I see something on a map and think to myself, “Self, you are fit enough, you can get to X in about 2 hours, and really enjoy some time there”. Four hours into the endeavor, I have slowed to a snail’s pace and am still not even close to my destination. Well, just because my expectations are not met, does not mean that the adventure did not serve its purpose.

I caught no fish this time, Dave caught 2, and Andy didn’t even pull out his fly rod because he could not put his camera down. We hiked 6 miles by the light of the moon and our Petzl headlamps, We spent an amazing night in a location that sees very little visitors. We were able to gaze across a landscape that holds endless possibilities for exploration. It was the best 30 hours of my week. 

If my words are not enough to convince you, check out the beauty of the trip captured by Andy Earl. Follow him on instagram @wasatchandy.


Hiking in the dark is like Christmas eve. Everything is hidden from sight but when you wake up in the morning, you can’t help but grin from ear to ear.


No cheesy John Muir quote needed.


I will take 5 hours of poor sleep under this roof anytime.


Favorite past time since I was 4 years old. Hopping on rocks!

Here are the details of the trip as promised
Depart SLC – Friday 5pm
Return SLC – Saturday 10pm
Total time away from home – 29 hours
4 hour drive each way
15 miles hiked round trip
6 hours of less than deep sleep
$30/each for gas
$15 in food/supplies

A great start to a summer of adventures.

– Pitt



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