Desert Solitaire

“I overheard a park ranger standing nearby say a few words about a place called Havasu, or Havasupai. A branch, it seemed, of the Grand Canyon. What I heard made me think that I should see Havasu immediately, before something went wrong somewhere. My friends say they would wait. So I went down into Havasu – fourteen miles by trail – and  looked things over. When I returned five weeks later I discovered that the others had gone on to Los Angeles without me.”      –Edward Abbey, 1968, Desert Solitaire

White Waters and Black

“I, too, wished that [the Entomologist] might have been able to accompany me, as also the Ichthyologist; for they have both been good men, easy-tempered and stanch compañeros of the trail. Which are the most necessary assets for long and arduous jungle travel. It doesn’t matter whether a man can shoot or whether he can cook or whether he is an expert woodsman or whether he knows anything at all. But it does most vitally matter – as the past records of this expedition, and many another that I might cite, have shown – whether a man can travel in enforced close association with others through uncomfortable circumstances and still keep the peace and stand by when necessary.”     –Gordon MacCreagh, 1926, White Waters and Black