re: Spinoff thread: Most isolated you've ever been?

Most likely a day hike three days in while paddling slot canyons on Lake Powell. Came in the backside from Escalante Utah, down about 75 miles of dirt road, and carry down Hole in the Rock to cut off some sixty miles of flat water paddling.

Was day after stepping out of my canoe and walking into quicksand, so had gotten sort of impressed with how far out I was (all alone).

Hike started out at end/beginning of Anasazi Canyon, having gone as far as I could go by paddling. And was couple hours into some fairly serious up and down, when the option of gaining access to a sort of hanging valley presented itself. Having been a trad climber at one point, I decided to boulder out across some 100 feet of easy 5.8 sandstone to reach a prominent vertical crack. Had on my approach shoes (not my climbing shoes) and life was good, until reaching the crack, and several dozen bee-hornet type flying critters started buzzing by. You got it, they were in the crack, my crack. It was at this point when I realized how isolated I was, 150-200 feet up all alone, and now facing climbing up and around (in hiking shoes) to get away.

While contemplating life on the long walk back out, the tracks on my tracks appeared to be wolf like at first, but I know it was a coyote. However it reinforced just how far out there I was today.