Rich Etheridge
Mill Canyon Ward
I have been dying to tell everyone who was not there this story, but it really needed the photos to go with it so you could see it how I saw it. I'm sure others will share better, more spiritual, stories in the coming days, but this was the first Trek experience I had that touched my heart and so will probably stick with me the longest.
On the first day of Trek, staff members set up a pit stop for Trekkers so that they could take a break before continuing on. It appeared that everything was set up by the time I got there so I wandered up a hill to take the first of many lifeless photos that didn't quite capture what I was hoping for. You can see the pit stop ("porta-john stop 1" I believe it was called) on the left side of the photo where the roads meet if you look close.
As I hike back to the rest of the group, a sparkle of light catches my eye and I notice something that was not there when I had walked away from the pit stop.
As I get closer I see that a man is setting up something with great care that seems completely out of place in this desert wasteland. This can't be what I am thinking it is.
Yes! It is what it appears to be. Someone, Brother Southwick to be exact, is setting up a powder-room of sorts with a full-length mirror at the end of the girls section of porta-potties, and is currently wiping the glass clean of dust and smudges.
As I recover from the shock of witnessing one of the most surreal things I may have ever seen, Brother Southwick stands back to admire his handywork before continuing on to hand-spray each of the porta-pottie doors clean.
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