Light bleeds around winding corners as the Tiger stalks. A growl, a roar, cascades over rocks and into my ears biting my curiosity. Danger be damned, I will follow. I will roar!
Over 4x normal flow in Zion's Narrows meant a full body dry suit. 4 times I was in water to my armpits. I had to balance my backpack on my head while I held the neck seal open to let air escape to keep from turning into a balloon and floating away.
Resubmission. I realized that I went way over board with the saturation the first go round.
Copyright, Colin H. Sillerud