Busy,busy, busy. A meet the canyon with a nice couple who are going to Phantom Ranch later this week, then a day with a school from California. One of the middle school boys asked if there were any "hot girls" on the rim, and I said I knew one who often hung around the south rim. After our hike, we were sitting in the shade waiting for the rest of the group to show, and hot chick shows up on cue. I invited her over, and she chatted, and after she left, the guy who wanted to meet her came back from the curio shop. He was rather peeved that the girl of his dreams had come and gone without him.

A five day rim to rim for the field institute. The sign at the trailhead said water was off at Supai Tunnel, so we filled up from a very weak dripping faucet. It wasn't off: but it was off at Roaring Springs. 140 degrees in the sun. Two pink rattlers, a king snake, a big horn (at Phantom: pretty hot for that).

The family next to us at Indian Garden got up at 2 AM to get ready to hike out, and EVERYONE heard them. Yelling and clanging and yelling some more. Caught them at Mile and a Half, and the kid was still yelling. A day hiker on the trail told him to pipe down, even.