Then John called a climbing friend to accompany us. He came with ropes and rappelling gear.In August, John and I got to this point, but needed to scale a second bench. I wasn't brave/foolish enough to attempt it, so we turned around.
It wasn't as bad as I thought, of course, it never is when it's behind you! Speaking of behind, I gave John's friend permission to touch my butt! He asked politely if I needed help, and I told him he could give me a push. Thanks! That's what I needed to make the last few handholds.
The Arch is peeking through, and we discovered something from the past. A horse trough?
Smiling, because we were confident we could make it from here!
And another reason we brought John's friend: He found the geocache!
Perfect day. Noticed a mini-arch forming on our way back.
Preparing for the descent.
I took the steps and handholds with a safety rope tied around me.
John decided that rappelling was the fastest/easiest for him.
Yay for climbing! My thighs complained for the next two days.
I love the Southwest, especially in the Fall.