Day 47, 48, 49

Mather Campground served as our midway point to fully reentering the “real world”. We no longer spent every waking hour with heavy packs, we wore Tevas and Birkenstocks, and had this odd thing called free time.


We spent day 48 simply appreciating the canyon from the rim. We had each bought a pair of janky headphones that will surely break in a week or so, but they served their purpose, allowing us to listen to music again for the first time as we spent hours overlooking the rocks. Back at the tent, Zinc and Half & Half had spare fuel to burn. Naturally, we used this to toast marshmallows and make s’mores.


On day 49, we ventured 5 miles into the canyon with only a drawstring bag - our backs were delighted! Even though we didn’t walk very far in comparison to the size of the canyon, the view point from inside was drastically different - like you’re on a whole other planet. On the trek back to the top, we could truly appreciate how fit we had become: we zoomed past over 100 tourists in the last three miles (yes, us competitive souls really did count on each and every person we overtook). Returning to our tent, we were angry to discover a small animal had made its way through our still broken door and into a bag of food. Luckily this was a fussy creature: despite all its efforts to get into our sack, the thief only stole a few nuts. 


That evening, we took a shuttle to a lookout point to catch the sunset, watching the rocks change colours all around us into the darkness. Another trail friend, Hippe, joined our pitch for the last night. 


Day 50 saw our true last tent roll. At midday we joined a plethora of the ultimate tourists heading to Las Vegas. From here, we’ll be starting part two of our US adventures, including a California road trip, gambling in Las Vegas, and exploring east coast cities.


Thank you all for bearing with us. And shoutout to the parentals who patiently sent us food (even when our plans kept changing), picked up our slightly manic calls, and supported the adventures of two unhinged girlies. Muppets out <3
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