It was cold, windy and snowy. Hard to get motivated, sitting in Salt Lake, to head south and go freeze in the desert. But we'd promised Ram, so... Hank and I procrastinated as long as possible, finally packing up and departing about 8 pm to go pick up Katie in Ephraim and switch vehicles, finally getting down to a rather chilly Leper Colony about 1 am.

Up in the morning, chilly, but blue skies all around.

Today was a day for a Hogfest. Ram wanted to check out Hog 4, and then do as many of the Hogs as time allowed. Katie took the day off, to just enjoy a sparkling day in the desert. The gang at the top: Hairy Hank Moon, Hairy John Baise, Jason from Bluff-no-longer, Bruce from Bryce, Wyoming Dave, el Ramoo, and myself, Tom Terrific. Background: Mt. Hillers, 5000 feet above us.

Here's Hog 4, dropping into Boss Hawg aka Hog 1. A new canyon for us.

The head of the canyon, a little ledge traverse to get in.

Ram and Wyoming Dave getting ready for the canyon.

Smokers to the ghetto, while John sets up the next rappel.

John and Ram work on the first rappel anchor. As is usual in this area, there seem to always be rocks in the right places to anchor rappels. A naturally-friendly area.