It is quite delicious, the Paria River.
At times the canyon constricts so the walls are a mere one-metre apart.
Canyon walls loom 800 feet.
And the river is the trail.
In February, the Paria is cold thanks to the ice still lingering in the shadows of the canyon. We came prepared, with 3mm thick neoprene socks and two puffy jackets each. Where the sun fell down to the canyon floor we were warm. Where shadows fell we were chilled and nearly shivering. After only an hour of hiking in the river our feet fell numb but still we hiked on, deeper into the canyon. Once inside Paria Canyon, it’s hard to ever want to leave her sensual belly.
Despite February being cold it is a marvellous time to visit. For the days we spent camping and hiking in the Paria, we were alone. And the quiet solitude of the canyon was worth the toe-numbing cold.