A Return to Havasupai Falls
Posted - Jul 14th, 2014 8:13pm
I remember a few years ago talking about the trip to Havasupai with my wife Tara. The conversation went something like: 'No way in hell!'.
So it was with some surprise and with utter gratitude to our friend Veronica who really provided the final push, that last week I found myself driving once again to the edge of the Grand Canyon to make the long hike down to Havasupai Falls.
To her credit, Tara has been preparing for this both physically and mentally since about March. We've been going on longer and longer hikes, buying supplies, and reading up on the trip since I had apparently forgotten much of what I learned to get there the first time.
We decided to stay the night before in Peach Springs at the Supai Lodge. Long story short - big mistake. Between the stench of lysol, the constant trains, and the early morning game of "dodge the elk" on the drive to the hilltop, we arrived pretty wiped out. Fortunately we were in good company. McCoy, Verionica, Hunter, Cupp, and our latest addition PJ were all just getting up when we got there ~5am.
I know Tara was tired and nervous, but she really handled the trip down well. Its a long hike and if you haven't been before, its really hard to know what to expect. Havasupai Falls is not like any other place I've been. Theres no roads, no cars, mail comes in on a mule, and while they have a helicopter, it doesn't always run and theres a 10 mile hike between you and the nearest air-conditioner. Pretty rough when its 100 degrees out every afternoon.
It was every bit as beautiful as I remembered though, and getting to share that with my wife was one of the best experiences of my life. Sure - I didn't sleep for crap for a week, and yes it was hot and humid every single night. It was worth it though - just to get to swim with her in the falls and hike down the river together. Its so remote, and unhindered by so much as a guardrail that it feels like your the first person to find this place. Every hipsters dream ;)
We found a wonderful campsite just north of Mooney Falls and were joined by Scott, Julie, her dad Rudy and their friend Kelly. It was a wonderful group and for four days we explored, swam, ate, and hiked until we basically collapsed each night. It rained a little which was fun, and we were warned of a flash flood which wasn't so fun - we had to haul ass back up Mooney falls only to find out hours later that it was just a little muddy water to come.
I don't know if this will be our only/last trip there. I can't imagine getting Tara to hike down Mooney falls again but I suppose I couldn't imagine being there a few years ago. I'm just really glad that we made it there and back again and that I finally got to share it with her.
Thanks to everyone for making it such a wonderful journey - lots of pics below and I'll hopefully post a few videos from McCoys new GoPro soon. Oh and in case I'm reading this a few years from now: Bring extra water on the way up - at least 100oz per person. If it wasn't for the enterprising lady in the parking lot selling ice-cold drinks we may have simply turned to sand when we finally got back to the car.