Sweet! Another Mob fossil hunt. Alas, as we got to the canyon, Mitch had to go lay the longest cable in recent Arizona history. Exhausted after this Herculean labor, he fell asleep in the grass. Perhaps less sensibly, the rest of us went clambering over the rocks, looking for the remains of sea critters millions of years dead. We found some, too.
On the way down, Mike fell in some cactus. I helped him pull out some of the spines he couldn't get to easily. But touching another man was allowed by the Man Code in this instance, cause I was using a pair of pliers as an improvised tweezers.