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I think we over-estimated something, maybe the kids endurance, probably our own caution. We also had a mishap with the water that didn't help things much.
The Crew: Me, my wife, two sons (both under 10), my folks (late 50's), my aunt (60), and my 62 year old uncle who is 3 months post-op from a lung removal. Six days, about 45 miles of some of the greatest hiking in the west. -only saw one other group of Americans on the trails, but lots of Europeans, mainly Swiss and Germans, and British. Are we lazy as a country or what
The fourth day we hiked the confluence trail. This followed three days of beautiful but uneventful 6-8 mile hikes.
It's about 5.5 miles to the overlook, no water anywhere along the trail or at the end, which perches at least 1000 ft over the confluence of the Green and Colorado rivers.
We left the trailhead right at 0800. The kids started to give out about a mile before the halfway point at the confluence. We should have kept tighter on the trail, we may have noticed that they were well past their halfway point on water.
It turns out that one of the boys didn't properly secure the lid on his camelbak after refilling it from his spare bottles. My other son's had a leak on the seam. We had foolishly continued and made the confluence at 1200.
We all should have brought more water. It was 101F out that day as we found out later. We were pretty dehydrated, we had reached point where you stop sweating.
Since the boys were showing the most wear we decided to split up, and the rest of the party went on ahead to either bring water back or call for rescue if we didn't catch up in a reasonable amount of time.
The first 5.5/6 miles took four hours. The trip back took us six. We walked from shade to shade with 20 minute breaks.
Because of the way the trail winds, we could see the trailhead from about a mile away across a canyon. I had been trying to encourage my wife and sons to get to this point thinking it would be a great morale boost, and it was. The rest of the group had gotten out fine. We could see and hear them (canyon acoustics), but they couldn't see us until I flashed them with the signal mirror.
My folks had already contacted the park rangers who were now on the trail hiking toward us. Although we were feeling a little better (it was later in the day and we had some shade finally, and we remembered the bag of carrots which gave us some water) we waited for the rangers.
I felt bad that the rangers had to tote out about five gallons of water, but was glad they had. The last mile has some treacherous descents, we were mentally shot and had lost some coordination.
The Crew: Me, my wife, two sons (both under 10), my folks (late 50's), my aunt (60), and my 62 year old uncle who is 3 months post-op from a lung removal. Six days, about 45 miles of some of the greatest hiking in the west. -only saw one other group of Americans on the trails, but lots of Europeans, mainly Swiss and Germans, and British. Are we lazy as a country or what

The fourth day we hiked the confluence trail. This followed three days of beautiful but uneventful 6-8 mile hikes.
It's about 5.5 miles to the overlook, no water anywhere along the trail or at the end, which perches at least 1000 ft over the confluence of the Green and Colorado rivers.
We left the trailhead right at 0800. The kids started to give out about a mile before the halfway point at the confluence. We should have kept tighter on the trail, we may have noticed that they were well past their halfway point on water.
It turns out that one of the boys didn't properly secure the lid on his camelbak after refilling it from his spare bottles. My other son's had a leak on the seam. We had foolishly continued and made the confluence at 1200.
We all should have brought more water. It was 101F out that day as we found out later. We were pretty dehydrated, we had reached point where you stop sweating.
Since the boys were showing the most wear we decided to split up, and the rest of the party went on ahead to either bring water back or call for rescue if we didn't catch up in a reasonable amount of time.
The first 5.5/6 miles took four hours. The trip back took us six. We walked from shade to shade with 20 minute breaks.
Because of the way the trail winds, we could see the trailhead from about a mile away across a canyon. I had been trying to encourage my wife and sons to get to this point thinking it would be a great morale boost, and it was. The rest of the group had gotten out fine. We could see and hear them (canyon acoustics), but they couldn't see us until I flashed them with the signal mirror.
My folks had already contacted the park rangers who were now on the trail hiking toward us. Although we were feeling a little better (it was later in the day and we had some shade finally, and we remembered the bag of carrots which gave us some water) we waited for the rangers.
I felt bad that the rangers had to tote out about five gallons of water, but was glad they had. The last mile has some treacherous descents, we were mentally shot and had lost some coordination.