The guidebook described another, shorter 4th-class downclimb on the other side of the dome. We walked over and had a look, and as it turned out, this wasn't hard at all. Firstly, there was an easy bypass around the steepest part, but even the steepest part wasn't all that bad, as Roland proved by confidently frictioning down in a few short seconds.
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Enjoying superb slickrock
From here, the guidebook had described "selecting a route east across astounding slickrock terrain to the rim". Astounding was the right word. We headed east, following the crest of a soaring, airy slickrock ridgeline. It wasn't airy in the exposed, scary sense of the word. It was airy in the "I feel like I'm flying on top of the world" sense. Exhilarating views in all directions, innumerable fantastic shapes and textures, light and shadow. It was truly an awesome stretch of hiking. I'll stop the text here for a bit and let the pictures speak for themselves.
Enjoying superb slickrock
Looking back along traverse
Andrew and slickrock domes
Tearing ourselves away from the awesome views (made especially nice by the late day's slanting light), we continued east, hiking over the last bit of slickrock to the rim of the plateau to our east. This plateau was the northeast corner of Big Spencer Flat, a large expanse of tree-dotted, sandy desert terrain. We'd be turning south once we reached the plateau, charting a course roughly along its western edge back towards our start point.
There is no trail down the western edge of the plateau, no indications of which way to go. It was a cross-country routefinding experience.
There were no boot tracks on the ground in front of us, and we tried to keep it that way. As is usually done before starting out on a cross-country desert hike, we had described what cryptobiotic crust was, and everyone understood that we should try and avoid crushing it. There was a lot of cryptobiotic crust all over the place here.
courtesy RHanel
courtesy RHanel
Closeup, Cryptobiotic Crust
Looking back to the domes
Kyle carefully led the way for a while, hopping back and forth, sticking to slivers of bare bedrock or little sandy washes. We tried our best to walk in his footprints, leaving as little of a track as possible. It was nice having a pristine desert environment to travel through, and we wanted to provide the same experience to the next party who came along.
courtesy RHanel
Looking back to the domes
Resisting the temptation to cut back east too soon (lest we be forced to cross the many side drainages that cut into the edge of the plateau), we made our way north. Sometimes across vegetated terrain, sometimes across clean white Navajo Sandstone.
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