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Canyon de Chelly 2


CANYON DE CHELLY

WINTER 09
















The swirling tapestry does not lift on the beyond: not enough DMT has been inhaled and that quickly stops to matter. JP is hyperventilating in the deadly cocoon of his sleeping bag, but with a few seconds to get out. In synaptic links the brain over, neurotransmitters of survival kick out the spirit molecule. Waves of pure life energy rush through — body electric exposed to the winter wilderness. Ah, the sheer viscerality of it all!


R has fallen off a ice-covered rock slab. Fibulae bone is broken at the ankle. We assess the situation: we are illegal in the canyon so getting rescue will entail legal troubles. Instead, R elects to walk on one shoe
and 2 wooden crutches, somehow enduring the pain (!!) and avoiding frosbite. JP will treck back and forth carrying the packs. What we don't factor is the storm about to come in and dump 2 feet of snow. It will take us 2 days to hike out.