the rope for that last pitch looks as though future groups might have to look for an alternative climb on to the plateau. True to Doug's write-up, we were back in time to enjoy lounging amid the red walls, yellow/red trees and campfire after dinner - and the murmur of the cascading river down below our campsites.
"Monday, up and out, [hopefully] by noon. Plan to get your feet wet in the canyon. If you have a smaller rope, bring it, we'll pool them before heading for SGA which obviously is a backpack."
Those of us who chose not to make a detour ala Randy Bernard, easily beat the noon hour back to our respective rented and otherwise assorted vehicles. We got more than our feet wet, but the water was almost tepid. There were at least 5 ropes available and all were pressed into service. While the writing of this article is the extent of my assistant lead, the group was fortunate enough to have had such wonderful volunteers not only to assist Doug with the safety setups for the entire group to overcome the obstacles, but the actual physical help most of us received in climbing those steep slippery walls was most appreciated. Many thanks for all their help, encouragement and assist go to Randy Danta, Mark Goebel, George Hubbard, Walt Kabler, Bill Woods. Those participants who furnished their rope are most heartily thanked. And thanks to everyone's cooperation both summits were successfully and safely climbed. I wasn't in the [10/83] trip, but sounds to me like this one is a carbon copy of that trip with the script down to a T for a great climb of both these wonderful peaks - the best of the DPS List. My deep appreciation to our star leader, Doug Mantle.

After all the goodbyes on Monday, the jet-setters stopped for lunch (Rockville) and that wonderful slice of bumbleberry pie. Before catching our flight in Vegas, George Hubbard, Mary McMannes and I touristed the Museum, drove around the Park and walked the trail to the Narrows. Not having had enough of wet feet, I waded in for about 20 mm. or so just to4see what's around the next bend - more imposing "garden covered" canyon walls - then on to Vegas for dinner. At whatever time those driving home arrived, it must have been a reasonable hour due to the timely completion of the trip. Without missing our flight (close though), George saw to it that Mary and I got home by around 9:30 p.
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