Caprock Canyon is home to 15,313.6 acres of land that were once home to multiple Native American tribes and now non existent wildlife. My experience there happened two years ago when I was a freshman in high school on a trip with my biology class. I was very excited for my opportunity to hike and collect flowers, but catching bugs I was very skeptical of. Bugs are not even up my alley I mean I’m even afraid of flies!
So bright and early my friends and I were off in our bus heading towards Caprock Canyon, which was only a few hours away. The plan was to take examine the lake waters ph level then take a three mile hike, return eat lunch then collect a few species of bugs to examine preferably butterflies? No such luck!
The water ph thing wasn’t so bad I was in a group with my best friend Carlos I couldn’t have survived that hike had he not been there. He and another friend Jr and I found a dead snake along the side of the lake as we were filling our tubes up with water. It was bright and early and we found something already! It wasn’t long before we confronted another monster, a spider! It was twisted and creepy and the size of a quarter! We weren’t even allowed to squish it though! Its like Mrs. Diggs wanted us to be attacked by the beast! A brave soul collected it for the class to examine before we headed of to get ready for the hike.
I had never realized how anti outdoorsy I was until the moment I looked beyond that canyon trail. Among those three miles my feet sunk into inches of mud from the rain that had fallen a day before fortunate for us right? The sun beat down like a jackhammer making it feel as though it was impossible to stay hydrated. My feet ached after the few first miles and sweat beat above my eyebrow. Before I was whipped into shape by Carlos I felt exhausted. It wasn’t until I stopped to take a break and actually looked around the canyon and realized its beauty. Their were shades of dirt I hadn’t seen before, rocks that seemed to have exquisite designs the plains were marvelous at different heights, the water sparked and reflected the musty colors around.
I stepped up my game and continued tentatively looking through my surroundings and started to enjoy myself a bit more before the hike finally came to an end.
The day was drawing to an end after a few more activites.We finally reached a rest stop before returning to the awaiting bus. The canyon was lovely and a light drizzle of rain kept us their a bit longer than necessary. I sat amongst my friends recollecting the day and looking forward to hike with each other again as I promised to be a more willing participant next time.
Caprock Canyon is a beautiful place that holds wonderful memories for me, I would love to go back and visit again. Although I don’t feel that it was the scenery that made it remarkable for me, I believe it was the opportunity to experience something new and share the experience with special friends. In the end isn’t that what makes a trip so memorable? Not just the experiences but who you spend those experiences with? I don’t think the canyon would have been quite as fun if it had not been for Carlos and Jr around.
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