Got on the trail about 10 am, after we refilled water. We were the only ones in the entire backcountry for the next few days, which is pretty awesome! The trail had definitely been washed out a bit by the recent flood but no big shakes. It was a gorgeous hike with nice blue skies and no one else on the trail. Love this part of the country.
It was about 7.5 miles to the Green River, where were going to camp. We were supposed to camp on the river bank, on the nice soft sand. This is also the only place we could filter water. The bank looked pretty wet, and walking to the water, we very soon discovered we were in quicksand. Oh, that's right, QUICKSAND.
(above: that's all quicksand)
My only experience with quicksand up until this point was from the Neverending Story. This wasn't hollywood quicksand, not quite so dramatic, but it was unsettling. It sucked up my feet right away and you could see the entire ground around you start gyrating and caving in. Totally freaky.
I'm sure it wouldn't have eaten us alive (actually, I'm not sure), but filtering 15 liters of water in that stuff for 30 minutes wasn't going to result in anything good. And putting up a tent there? Yeah, don't think that was happening either.
So. This was sort of a problem. We did find a great tent spot but we needed water. We walked a little less than a mile down the river to see if there was any other access. No luck. In them morning we'd walk up stream and check that out that situation. (view from my tent, below)
(possibly sidewinder tracks above) It was an ideal night. Didn't even bring the rainfly with me and the temperature was perfect. I guess the mosquitos were gross awful but I don't have reactions to their bites, so it was bearable. The night sky was out of control and I saw a few shooting stars. Lots of bats after sunset, too! I'm sure they were having a feast of a mosquito buffet! My World Outdoor Wednesday Nature Notes