Ah the smell of fresh rain in the desert! It rains, it stops, it rains, all the time offering a birthday afternoon light show. On the docket for the next day was Parker. I had done this canyon years before with Todd, one late January. We tossed in the Jug in the PM then. That evening many of the Arizona crew gathered at Roosevelt Reservoir, to tell lies....except with Zona exploration, you don't have to lie, or even exaggerate. A short story from that evening https://www.math.utah.edu/~sfolias/canyontales/ram/?i=adifferentbreed With so many new canyons to do in the neighborhood, I questioned Wes and Todd.....Why Parker? The sparkle in their eyes convinced me and Jenny before the words were registered, for me anyway. Something about lots of water making it more exciting. When that sunk in, it made me nervous, but what the hey...we came here to be "shown" the goods and they promised goods. And the goods were delivered. When I first did the canyon, we exited the chossy and ugly Cadillac exit. They promise more canyon. They promise the best of the canyon. They promise a much more pleasant exit. Who am I to argue? What Todd and Wes call exciting is when the anchors are covered by fast moving, foamy, water. Anchors down there somewhere, in the water. Alternatives found, making the experience more engaging. More "water in the face" rappelling, but nothing too scare me too much. A light rain arrives for our final rap. The exit hill made more pleasant due to the cooling effect of the drizzle. A wonderful day, also punctuated by colorful rock, moss and other eye candy. We drive to a new camp, as the sun shines, with nice views and the occasional cloud that sprinkles a touch of rain. We are poised for the next day's canyon. On a roll, thanks to our friends.