The rest of us had to walk through the thigh deep stagnant, slimy, stinky, and suprisingly cold water. Jeanine was way outside her comfort zone but mustered the conviction to forge on. What a trooper. The boys had advanced deeper into the canyon and were reporting a dead cow just ahead. I managed to convince Jeanine and Maya that the boys were just trying to scare them. Meanwhile I threatened to throttle the boys if they uttered another word. They had in fact discovered the skull of a cow next to a suspiciously cow like mound of debris. I saw little value in sharing this news with their mother until after she had traversed the water obstacle.