As part of the week-two crew, we had missed a week of paddling, but I was content to hit the South Rim and make the five-mile hike down the South Kaibab Trail to Phantom Ranch. As soon as I dropped off the rim and out of the morning sunlight, the entire personality of the canyon seemed to change. I left behind the crowds and the "industrial tourism" that the late patron saint of the Southwestern desert, Ed Abbey, described, and found myself face-to-face with a wildly complex world of sand and scrub. Instead of looking down on wildlife, such as the endangered California condor, I felt as though the animals were looking down on me. Given that most of the four million visitors who come to the Grand Canyon spend just a few hours exploring the 1.2 million-acre park, it felt good to have the trail to myself for most of the morning, but I could hardly keep from rushing headlong directly to the river. From Phantom Ranch, we still had 140 miles of river to cover, and the challenges of not just Lava, but also the notorious rapids at Horn Creek, Crystal, and Upset—to name a few. The journey looked ambitious, if nothing else.