Santa Elaina canyon. Steep climb and then no problem. Took lots of pictures. Remembered hiking this way on a previous trip and putting my hand on a cactus. The little microscopic splines stuck with me for a long time and clearly left a lasting impression on me.
On the way back I picked up a small bolder and chunked it off towards the river.
It didn’t quite make it to the water and it smashed into the stoney riverbank with a sound that very much resembled a gun shot. It was a quite impressive sound. I made another unsuccessful attempt with a slightly smaller rock about the size of a softball which also made a shot like sound. (Ashton can vouch for me)
About twenty minutes later as we were coming off the trail – we passed two uniformed border patrol carrying an AK47 and other scary looking weapons.
Turns out our professor reported hearing gun shots from the canyon area and they were investigating. A member of our group says he knows gun shots when he hears ’em. I say different, but either way – a pretty exciting day at the Santa Eliana canyon trail.