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Hurricane to Hell

One of the many great things technology has done for mankind is diminish the frequency of the turn of phrase, there's only one way to find out, the very words uttered (or so we imagine), when Lorrel "Sixty" McInnely put his bulldozer in gear towing a compressor across two felled lodgepole pines that spanned the gap of Box-Death Hollow fifteen hundred feet below. I can also imagine that "Sixty" got his name when it was discovered that one of his testes weighed thirty pounds. 
But, I'll come back to the rest of the story in a minute.
We've gone all Summer without a true breaking out into the backcountry save for a day trip late July, so on the last weekend of the season we set out to drive and camp along the road that goes to Hell's Backbone on the Grand Staircase National Monument. We packed up Friday evening and left Hurricane early Saturday morning, getting into Zion Canyon when the sun was up above the east rim.  If you've never made the Utah…