On an exciting Friday morning, we, the boys of B2B, deep cleaned the house, flaunting our streamlined abilities to dial things in. We then left after getting the brief for where we were going – a sacred, much loved B2B destination only around an hour and a half south, near Sedona. West Clear Creek is only accessible by first driving down a long dirt road then also backpacking around 3 miles into the creek area. That may sound like a menial task to some, however, when we neared the edge of the trail, we were abruptly reminded that the trail leading down into the canyon was frighteningly steep. Lucky to have top of the line gear and our athletic statues on the rise, the looming cliffs didn’t phase us. We made the hike down with no injuries or worries and proceeded to find a good campsite to lay our heads for the night.

When we arrived at the campsite, it seemed like paradise – however, as the sun fell into dusk, terror crawled out of the dark spaces of the earth around us. Spiders. Lots of spiders. (daddy long legs, safe for humans) Some of us don’t like spiders very much, typically freaking out about a single one. This, however, was different. An army, as in thousands upon thousands of these spiders, literally covered our campsite. Surprisingly, even those with phobias thereof were able to find ways to deal with their biggest fears, rather than let it get to them. This implies that the boys of B2B are constructively using their minds to solve problems in their lives rather than succumb to the pressures of real life.

The next morning, we awoke to, thankfully, no more spiders, and a beautiful landscape surrounding us. We quickly got ourselves together, drank some coffee, and got ready to venture deeper into the canyon, towards the waterfall. The last time we were here, we didn’t actually make it to the waterfall, so the goal was to get to the end of the trail. We loaded up on water and protein bars and headed out at around 9 am. After much playing around and scaling walls, we made it to the waterfall. Facing even more fears, the guys decided it was time to jump off some cliffs, into some crystal clear, deep water. After impressing all onlookers with our flips, spins, and frantic falls, we ran an AA meeting in the water and headed back. We made it back at around 5 pm. We wrote in our journals about what we most need to work on in our journeys, ate, and went to sleep under beautiful stars.

We woke up the next morning, swam much more, and began to get ready to hike out. The steep hike down was nothing compared to the descent, and so, naturally, we swam even a few more times before letting the time slip to about 3 pm. We geared up to head out and did so indeed. The last hike out took 2 hours and 30 minutes, but, in record time, we made it up 2000 feet and out in only an hour and a half. The aspect of physical health and well being at B2B was surely showing itself true. We made it back to the vans, ready to sleep for the night in the midst of making dinner, and were attacked by another form of terror, a swarm of gnats. After being bitten to the point of maximum irritants, we discussed options. When we did so, we realized that one of the tires on a van was concerningly flat. Trusting their masterful intuition, the outdoor guides decided it was a safety risk to camp the night, and so, late at night, we headed home. Despite the spiders and the gnats, we agreed that this, in particular, was one of the best trips thus far,

Till next time.

Young Men at West Clear Creek
Young Men at West Clear Creek
Young Men at West Clear Creek
Young Men at West Clear Creek