four-inch-diameter, M&M-dotted sugar cookies, individually packaged in plastic wrappers that said âGrandmaâs Best.â
âDo we have to carry all that?â Jack asked. âI thought we were only going for half a day. Thatâs enough stuff for a week!â
âYouâre a Boy Scout. You ought to know you need to âbe prepared,ââ Steven answered. âThis is no wimpy hike weâre going on. The Narrows can be difficult, not to mention potentially dangerous. Now go call Ethan, and weâll pack this stuff into our backpacks.â
As usual, Ethan found something to object to. âYou want me to carry that backpack?â he protested. âItâs purple! Itâs for a girl.â
âYouâre right, itâs Ashleyâs,â Steven answered.
âNo way! I ainât gonnaââ Ethan began.
Jack could tell his dad was in a no-fooling-around mode when he said, âWhy? Because it has pink straps? It wonât kill you to carry it.â
âItâs the only other backpack we have,â Jack snapped. âIf you donât like it, tough. You can always stay here.â
âMaybe I will!â
âJack, no arguing, remember? Ethan, as far as using Ashleyâs backpackâyes, youâre gonna.â Softening a little, Steven said, âListen, Ethan, the worst thing that could happen would be for someone to see you carrying that girly backpack and then go back to the Wind River Reservation and tell it to all the guys you hang out with. So how many people do you think youâll run across today who will recognize you and squeal on you back at the reservation?â
âNone,â Ethan answered grudgingly.
âCorrect. So start packing. And Jack, double-seal your camera.â
It was past 10:00 by the time theyâd hiked to the top of the paved trail that ended at The Narrows. Steven paused before a large wooden sign that read: âALL NARROW CANYONS ARE POTENTIALLY HAZARDOUS. FLASH FLOODS, COLD WATER, AND STRONG CURRENTS PRESENT REAL DANGERS THAT CAN BE LIFE-THREATENING. YOUR SAFETY DEPENDS ON YOUR OWN GOOD JUDGMENT, ADEQUATE PREPARATION, AND CONSTANT ATTENTION. BY ENTERING A NARROW CANYON, YOU ARE ASSUMING A RISK.â
For a long moment, Steven stayed silent. Then he said, âWell, I think weâre prepared, and I hope Iâm using good judgment taking you kids on this hike. But weâll have to be really careful.â He pointed to a pile of sticks about five feet long and two fingers thick stacked together on the ground. âOK, grab one,â he said.
âWhat are they?â Jack asked.
âWalking sticks. A guy at the lodge told me not to bother buying any because people leave them here when theyâve finished hiking The Narrows. We borrow them, use them, and return them to this place for the next hikers.â
âWhy do we need to carry sticks?â Ethan wanted to know.
âTo keep our balance. The river bottom is slippery. The sticks are like having a third leg.â
From that point on there was no more paved trail or path of any kindâthey waded right into the river. All three of them wore tennis shoes, shorts, and T-shirts and carried backpacksâEthan still glowering because his was purple.
The Narrows was narrow, for sure. The high, red slickrock walls were so close together that only a thin blue strip of sky could be seen overhead. Wading became tricky; their tennis shoes slipped on the rocks in the riverbed, which made their ankles turn a lot. Jack wished heâd worn his hiking boots, even though it would have meant getting them soaked. Lacing them high would have guarded his ankles. He knew why heâd had to wear sneakers, and why Steven was wearing his, tooâit was because Ethan didnât have any hiking boots. In Stevenâs mind, it wouldnât have been fair for Jack and Steven to be better equipped than Ethan. Jack had been about to argue
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