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Amy Donaldson
Two young fathers are shot to death outside an iconic Utah restaurant.
Marilyn
I said, your dad has been hurt really bad.
Amy Donaldson
The grief was disorienting for those left behind. Until one choice changed everything.
Marilyn
I just remember writing this letter and it wasn't me writing it.
Amy Donaldson
Can a personal decision shape generations?
Dave Cawley
We're all falling for this guy's trick.
Amy Donaldson
I'm Amy Donaldson. Season 2 of the Letter Ripple Effect is available now. Follow us@theletterpodcast.com or wherever you get your podcasts.
Dave Cawley
I'm Dave Cawley, host of the Cold Podcast. Uinta Triangle is a standalone story written and produced by the same team that makes Cold. Now, if you're enjoying Uinta Triangle here in the Cold feed, do me a huge favor and follow you into Triangle on its own feed. Doing this is the best way to support the KOLD team while we're working on season four. Thanks. The wilderness of mountains around us was a symphony in modulated shadow. Below was the utter blackness of river gorges. Only Rumdoodle itself stood in the sunshine, its great pyramid framed against a turquoise sky. The vast icy precipices and snowfields glowed with changing sunset tints. It was a fitting farewell from a mighty mountain. We bowman the Ascent of Rumdoodle.
Julia
Sorry, excuse me. Almost to the end. That's right.
Dave Cawley
I completed my hike on the Uintah Highline Trail, following in the footsteps of Eric Robinson in August of 2023.
Julia
Two switchbacks and then we're there. The final uphill grind to Hayden Pass and the end of the Winter High Line.
Dave Cawley
I'd gone out with the goal of recreating every photo Eric took on his final trek.
Julia
I'm grateful I was able to mostly accomplish that. Only a few photos eluded me.
Dave Cawley
The experience revealed the obstacles Eric faced and the choices he made to try and get back home to his wife, Marilyn. It answered long standing questions about how Eric ended up where he did, and why he'd gone undiscovered for five years. I'd plotted out this series to run eight episodes, and I figured I had everything I needed to do that. But as I sat down to write, I found myself wrestling with a new question. The project I'd pitched to my boss and to Marilyn was an investigation into Eric's disappearance. Ending that story with my conclusions about what had happened to Eric could work, but. But I felt like something was missing. What was this story really about? I hoped Marilyn might help me answer that. So I booked a flight and boarded a plane bound for Australia. Which brings us back to where we started.
Marilyn
I Was excited to have somebody come to fill the gaps or expand upon the story of two people who met later in life and enjoyed passions and places together.
Dave Cawley
On my first day in Heathmont with Marilyn, we sat in the garden outside her house having tea. We talked about all the places she and Eric had hiked together, all the trips they had taken, both close to home and around the world.
Marilyn
You know, it's a story of a missing person, but it's also a legacy to that person for the love of what they did.
Dave Cawley
She pointed out Eric's old hiking boots on the patio, the ones she had planted succulents in during the dark years after he disappeared. In the days that followed, we shared meals, visited her family, went through old notes and photos, took her dog on long walks and recorded hours of interviews. Toward the end of our time together, I asked how she felt about it all.
Marilyn
I have loved this week. In many ways, it has evoked a lot of memories. It was tough. In a couple of times, I throw my hands up and say, I can't do this.
Dave Cawley
Now you've heard me call Marilyn a stoic. She doesn't show emotion to strangers. But as we got to know one another, I did catch glimpses. Like when we took a road trip to Mackenzie Falls.
Marilyn
Are you going to.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn wanted to show me the spot where she had spread a portion of Eric's ashes six years prior. But it didn't look the way she remembered. The path had changed since her last visit.
Marilyn
Because he used to go along here.
Dave Cawley
Maybe we can't get there.
Marilyn
We're going to have to fake a place.
Julia
Well, let's see if we see it. And it's on the other side. We'll know.
Dave Cawley
She soon spotted the right place. We took a seat on a rock at the side of the river. I angled my microphone toward Marilyn and asked her to describe where we were.
Marilyn
We're in the Grampians, which was one of Eric's favourite places in Victoria, named after a place in Scotland.
Dave Cawley
She remained formal like this as she recounted her last visit here, how her grandkids had taken turns spooning Eric's ashes into the swirling water. Then her expression changed, eyes growing distant as if peering into the past. Her hands started to tremble.
Marilyn
Yeah, stop that now. Okay.
Dave Cawley
Cracks were showing in her armor. I asked what she was feeling.
Marilyn
Relief that it was still there, because so much of the landscape here has changed, you know, since my last visit.
Dave Cawley
The emotional barricade was back up. Marilyn's kept this sensitive memory locked away, along with many others from her life. With Eric, engaging them only when alone. Allowing me this glimpse of her private pain was a show of trust. As we sat along the mackenzie, she mused about the fact Eric was still there in the plants, the birds and.
Marilyn
The bugs, the beautiful, gorgeous to be living eternity in.
Dave Cawley
When we returned to Heathmont, Marilyn told me revisiting Mackenzie Falls had stirred feelings she hadn't even realized she was suppressing.
Marilyn
It really pulled at my emotions. That's the only time I've been back to that space and I probably won't go again.
Dave Cawley
Sharing memories of Eric in the places they had loved together proved therapeutic for Marilyn. She felt a sense of finality and I'm very grateful. But an offhand remark I was about to make would once again start Marilyn questioning whether the story of Eric's loss was really over. An ember still smoldered within her, a sense of a task left undone. And that little cinder was about to catch fire. My name is Dave Cawley and from KSL Podcasts, this is the finale episode of youf Into Triangle Robinson's Rest. While hiking along the Mackenzie with Marilyn, I saw how energetic she was. And not just for a 72 year old.
Marilyn
I don't perceive myself as old, but when look in the mirror, I think there's a few changes there. Some days I creak out of bed and I think, oh, that's a bit sore. But I will not give in to sitting on the couch. I will not give in to a sedentary lifestyle. I will be as active as I can for as long as I can.
Dave Cawley
She's not unlike Eric in this way. With his drive to carry a backpack as long as he could. Eric had urged Marilyn to retire early so she could join him on his many adventures. She had resisted that. It was a point of friction. Remember, he'd even invited her to come along on the Uintah Highline trek. But she had declined because it conflicted with her work schedule. After Eric disappeared, Marilyn remained focused on her career as a way of filling the void left by his unexpected absence. And for a time, she lost her desire to travel.
Marilyn
I have since gained the confidence and refound my mojo to get out there and to travel independently as a single woman in honour of Eric. In some ways, because we were going to do that together.
Dave Cawley
For example, she took a trip with her daughter Rachel's family to Malaysia and.
Marilyn
We were in Kota Kinabalu, that's a.
Dave Cawley
City on the coast just west of Mount Kinabalu.
Marilyn
And I had said to my daughter beforehand, eric will come back and haunt me If I don't climb that mountain whilst we're here.
Dave Cawley
Kinabalu's a big mountain. Getting to the top requires going up seemingly endless stair steps.
Marilyn
Rachel told her, mom, you can't go by yourself. I'll have to come with you. So off we went.
Dave Cawley
I asked Marilyn what Eric would have thought of the Kinabalu hike.
Marilyn
Oh, he would have been jealous of that one. And he would be saddened if he were able to think that we'd missed out on all these years together.
Dave Cawley
I think Marilyn would have eventually given in to Eric's encouragement to retire early had he not disappeared. Without that encouragement, she remained in her job years longer than she might otherwise have, finally retiring in 2022. Since then, she's used her free time to continue exploring the world as she would have done with Eric.
Marilyn
I have been a little bit naughty. I've gone places that he wouldn't have gone because he would say, oh, that's too touristy.
Dave Cawley
When I first started talking to Marilyn about wanting to investigate Eric's death, she told me she had never returned to Utah after the failed search. What would be the point? The place where he fell was deep in the heart of the Uinta Mountains. As far as she knew, the only way to get there would be to follow Eric's long path on the Highline Trail, an insurmountable challenge. Toward the end of my stay in Australia, I told her that wasn't so. I'd been to Allsop Lake, where Eric's remains were located, multiple times. A fit hiker called could get there in a day, and I said I believed she was strong enough to make it. As I departed to fly home to Utah, I told Marilyn if she ever felt compelled to visit Eric's resting place at Allsop Lake, I'd be honored to serve as her guide. I didn't expect her to take me up on the offer.
Marilyn
The thought grew in my mind, festered away as winter approached and I didn't have anything planned. And that's how I came to experience this amazing state of yours.
Dave Cawley
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Julia
All right, we are rolling.
Dave Cawley
I am at Salt Lake City International.
Julia
Airport in the parking garage getting ready.
Dave Cawley
To go greet Marilyn after her long flight from Melbourne to Dallas and then Salt Lake City City, Utah. What happens from here on in our story is something I never could have predicted a little bit ago. I said this series was originally slated to run eight episodes, but here we are in number nine. The reason for that is Marilyn's decision to return to Utah for the first time since 2011, when she was here for the search for her husband Eric. She arrived on July 21, a date she didn't choose at random.
Marilyn
The 21st was the last time I held Eric, the last time I felt his warm and tender touch and we said goodbye.
Dave Cawley
I unfurled a large Australian flag. As I saw her coming out of the terminal toward baggage claim. She responded with an exhausted laugh.
Marilyn
How are you?
Julia
Good. How are you?
Dave Cawley
Little delayed, but you made it.
Marilyn
And I'd left Melbourne, you know, it was like seven degrees.
Julia
Oh, yeah.
Dave Cawley
No, it's. It's a lot warmer than that here. Utah was in the grips of a record setting summer heat wave. It was well after dark, but still hot. We gathered Marilyn's luggage.
Julia
This one? Yes, I got it.
Marilyn
Have that one.
Dave Cawley
And headed out to the garage where she again commented on the heat.
Marilyn
Wow. Feel it.
Julia
So. Oh, yeah.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn had several goals for her trip aside from trekking to Allsop Lake. She wanted to meet the Judd family, the people who had found Eric in 2016.
Marilyn
I had corresponded with them via email after Eric's remains and Ruby, his backpack were found.
Dave Cawley
But they had never met face to face.
Marilyn
I let them know that I was coming.
Dave Cawley
She also arranged to reunite with Eric's friend Julia. I received invites for both of these meetings as well. Going along as Maryland's chauffeur as much as a journalistic observer, Marilyn had two weeks to spend in Utah. But she didn't want to spend all of that time focused on the tragedy of Eric's loss. She asked if we could visit some of my home state's amazing national parks. I'd said sure and planned a five day road trip for us. The itinerary included several hikes, starting easy and getting more difficult each day. I figured this would help Marilyn acclimate and give me a chance to make sure she was really prepared for the trek to Allsop. Utah's summer heat wave called this whole plan into question. Marilyn collapsing from heat exhaustion would be a terrible ending to this story. I told Marilyn. She was calling the shots. I had planned our adventure, but she was its leader. So on her command, we headed south into Utah's canyon country.
Marilyn
The canyons, I did not imagine what they would be like.
Dave Cawley
In the interest of time, I'm going to jump to the last few days of the road trip when we visited Bryce Canyon and Zion National Parks. Bryce encompasses a plateau, the top of which is covered with old ponderosa pines. But the forest's not the main attraction. What draws people to Bryce is the view when they step out of that forest to the edge of the plateau and stand at the lip of a vertical drop.
Marilyn
Oh, wow.
Dave Cawley
Wind and water have eroded away a stunning amphitheater. From the side of the plateau, the exposed rock appears orange and pink. It's carved into countless spots called hoodoos Marilyn and I arrive at the rim right before sunset when the long light seems to make the hoodoos glow.
Marilyn
Speechless.
Julia
It's breathtaking, isn't it?
Marilyn
The whole Bryce Canyon experience was awesome.
Dave Cawley
We stayed in a cabin that night, then hiked down into the geologic fantasyland the next day.
Marilyn
The colors and the shapes and you could let your imagination run wild.
Dave Cawley
There's not much shade along the trails in Bryce Canyon, meaning our walk among the hoodoos exposed us to the glaring sun. I could see the combination of exertion and extreme heat pushed Maryland's limits. It made me a bit concerned because, remember, this was still just the warm up. The hike to Eric's resting place in the Hyuentas would be much more difficult.
Marilyn
I thought, my goodness, am I fit enough to do the rest of what?
Dave Cawley
I reminded Marilyn she could call it quits at any time. If it felt like too much, we could stop. I wouldn't judge her if she decided to back out of this hike or any of the others still ahead of us. She remained resolute.
Marilyn
Never fear. Onward and upward, one foot in front of the other.
Dave Cawley
From Bryce we drove to Zion, also known by the Paiute Indian word mukuntaweap. Whatever you call it, this is one of America's top five national parks by visitation, meaning it gets crowded. We stayed at a swanky resort right outside the park so we could beat the crowds by boarding the first shuttle bus of the day. I had secured permits for us to hike one of Zion's most popular trails.
Marilyn
Angel's Landing. That was. That was the piece de resistance.
Dave Cawley
Angel's Landing is a giant foot of sandstone, nearly 1500ft or about 450 meters tall. It rises around a bend in the deep canyon of the Virgin River. Marilyn looked up at our objective as the first light of dawn kissed the rim of the canyon far above.
Marilyn
Oh my.
Dave Cawley
We started up the trail.
Marilyn
There was a time halfway up that first incline where I'm thinking, can I do this? How do I tell Dave that I can't do this? I'm not going to tell him that. I'm going to steady my breathing. I'm going to pace myself.
Dave Cawley
We fell into conversation with some other hikers. Marilyn half joked she couldn't keep talking because she needed all her breath for the hike. She wondered what Eric would have said if he had been with her.
Marilyn
He would have been saying, you can do it hen just around the next corner hence. And of course there was always more than one corner to get around. That was hard going Then the Wiggles.
Dave Cawley
The Wiggles are a set of steep switchbacks carved right into the rock. I cheered Marilyn on as she ascended them.
Julia
You just about made it to the top of the Wiggles.
Marilyn
Nice.
Julia
Yes.
Dave Cawley
This brought us up to an overlook called Scout Lookout. From there, Marilyn could see the razorback of the finger we were about to scramble up.
Marilyn
And the chains.
Dave Cawley
Hikers used chains to steady themselves along this part of the route. The Fin is narrow in places, and there are long drop offs where a handful of hikers have lost their footing and fallen to their deaths in the past. It was still early, but already the sun was heating the sandstone. It felt uncomfortable to the touch. Marilyn and I clung to the metal chains with sweaty hands as we hauled ourselves up the last few pitches, watching vultures wheel on thermals of air below us.
Marilyn
And the view from the top, the sense of achievement, that was very thrilling.
Dave Cawley
The Angels Landing hike is a cardiovascular stress test, so you don't see many people in their 70s going to the top. Marilyn, did Eric Wood have been proud?
Marilyn
I think he would have loved that hike. He would have thrilled at the fact that we were sharing such a magnificent space.
Dave Cawley
We snapped a few photos from our high perch. Marilyn texted them to her family back in Australia.
Marilyn
One of my sons called me the Goat greatest of all time. The other children were very impressed.
Dave Cawley
So was I. She had prepared well and and endured every challenge with grit and good spirit. But I knew the trek to Eric's resting place in the Uinta Mountains was longer and at significantly higher elevation than the hike to Angel's Landing. And if the heat wave didn't end soon, it all might add up to that trek just being too much for Marilyn. We were about to see whether that was the case. It's about 9am When Marilyn and I pull into a small parking lot on the side of the Mirror Lake highway in the Uinta Mountains. We've completed our road trip, spent a few days recovering in Salt Lake City, and are now on our way to Allsop Lake. Okay, this is Bear River Ranger Station. Today is Friday, August 2, 2024. Waiting for Julia. Marilyn's invited Eric's friend Julia and the Judd family to join her on this pilgrimage. And she's arranged it to coincide with another significant anniversary.
Marilyn
His last photograph is recorded as the 4th of August, and I wanted to be there on that particular date.
Dave Cawley
To achieve that, Marilyn and I will camp in the wilderness for two nights. Julia and the Judds will join us for the first. The sky's clear, though. Smoke from distant wild wildfires Makes everything a bit hazy. Marilyn sees a signboard with Smokey Bear on it listing today's fire danger as extreme.
Marilyn
A little ominous. That was one of the things I parked at the back of my mind.
Dave Cawley
Also ominous to Marilyn is the little red spray can I keep in the back of my car. That's bear spray.
Marilyn
So what? What's in it?
Julia
So if you.
Marilyn
Capsicum.
Dave Cawley
Pepper. Really strong pepper. Marilyn's never seen bear spray before and wonders if she needs to worry. I tell her the little Uinta black bears won't bother us. In all my years hiking the Uintas, I've never even seen one.
Marilyn
Oh, that's my first new learning for today.
Dave Cawley
A truck pulls in. It's Julia.
Marilyn
Good morning.
Julia
Good, you made it.
Marilyn
I'm Melissa.
Dave Cawley
That voice belongs to a friend of Julia's, a woman named Melissa, who will also be joining us. Julia steps out of the truck and greets Marilyn.
Marilyn
Perfect weather. Hi, Dave.
Julia
Yeah, it's nice. Hey, how's it going?
Dave Cawley
Melissa's dog, Bella, darts around, excited to meet new people. Julia asks me to lead the way to the trailhead.
Julia
Well, shall we?
Marilyn
Shall we?
Mark Judd
All right, we'll follow you.
Julia
Cool.
Dave Cawley
I have the route memorized from countless past visits.
Julia
All right, pack it up.
Dave Cawley
We pile into our vehicles and head out. From the ranger station to the trailhead is about a 20 minute drive. Marilyn's quiet as we wend our way back into the forest.
Marilyn
A little trepidation. Not a lot.
Dave Cawley
At this point, we pass by a large Boy Scout preserve, a place I spent several summers in my youth. I tell Marilyn that for decades, the Boy Scouts and and the US Forest Service cooperated to maintain this road. But the camp's been shuttered since the COVID pandemic and the road's fallen into disrepair. I have to slow to a crawl over the rocks and ruts. When we reach the trailhead, we see a horse trailer parked to one side.
Marilyn
The Judds were there. They had the horses. They were saddling up.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn steps out of my SUV and starts making intelligence introductions while I raise the rear hatch and grab our backpack.
Julia
Morning, Dave. Morning to you.
Dave Cawley
Julia puts on a brown felt hat with a wide brim. A gift she had received from Eric days before he died.
Marilyn
Marilyn, this is the hat Eric gave me.
Julia
That's pretty amazing.
Marilyn
I remember we went shopping for that. We went. We went. He's like, what do you want from Australia? Smile. What do you call it? An akubra. An akubra? Akubra. An akubra is a little bit like an American Cowboy hat, not as big, not as tall in the crown, and it has traditionally a leather band around the brim with a couple of little feathers sticking out of it.
Dave Cawley
Julia isn't alone in bringing mementos of Eric.
Marilyn
In my preparation, I'd packed a few significant things as well.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn's carrying the coin Eric purchased from a llama on the Annapurna circuit. She has the Scottish flag he had carried on the trek over Mera Pass on his second visit to Nepal, as well as an Australian flag and the Utah state flag. She tucks all three in her backpack, along with a package of Tim Tams, Eric's favorite biscuit. This all adds weight.
Marilyn
I haven't hiked with an overnight pack in quite a few years, probably not.
Dave Cawley
Since she and Eric had last trekked together. His backpack had always outweighed Marilyn's.
Marilyn
He used to carry the stove and, you know, more things than I did, but I think I carried my weight in that tradition.
Dave Cawley
I offered to carry our stove and fuel. I also went up to Allsop in advance of Marilyn's arrival in Utah and to stash a tent and sleeping gear, as well as some food for us there. As I load my pack, Marilyn walks.
Marilyn
Over to meet Mark Judd's horses, Ishmael and Poncho.
Dave Cawley
They are sturdy animals capable of hauling heavy loads. Mark tells Marilyn the horses can carry her pack if she would like.
Marilyn
I declined that offer, and Mark noted that I was very determined I was going to carry my pack.
Dave Cawley
Eric, she thinks, would expect no less of her. Marilyn, Julia, and Melissa set off down the trail. The Judds don't get started until about 15 minutes later. Mark and Kelvin are on horseback, and Kelvin's got his young son Hardy, sitting in front of him in the saddle. Now that I'm sure everyone's safely on trail, I sprint ahead to catch up with Marilyn. This first bit of the trail passes through the burn scar of a wildfire accidentally sparked by Boy Scouts at the nearby reserve two decades ago. The ground on either side of the trail is littered by burned and fallen lodgepole pines, those dead logs turned ghostly gray and slowly decaying. Saplings that have risen in the years since are still stubby, not tall enough to provide shade. Sweat streaks down my face. Julia's feeling the heat as well. She takes off the acubra as I approach.
Marilyn
That hat's a winter hat. It'd be nice this evening.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn pulls me aside and confides. Keeping pace with Julia and Melissa is proving a challenge.
Marilyn
I don't stop and look. They talk.
Julia
Yeah, yeah.
Marilyn
I'm breathless from talking.
Dave Cawley
She tells me Julia thinks I might be right. Royally sick of Marilyn after our road trip.
Marilyn
Of you.
Julia
Me? Of you?
Marilyn
Yeah.
Julia
No, why would I be?
Marilyn
She thinks two weeks together is a very long time.
Julia
It is a long time, but we've taken breaks here and there. We're doing fine.
Marilyn
Well, I didn't find any issues, but.
Julia
Then I thought, oh, for beat's sake, no.
Dave Cawley
We can see the judge coming up from behind on their horses. When they catch up, we learn Kelvin's son Hardy isn't feeling well. His eyes are red and he's coughing.
Marilyn
That's no fun.
Julia
That sounds unfun.
Dave Cawley
Hardy's allergic to something. Julia digs her first aid kit from her backpack and offers relief. Hardy swallows down a pill with a mouthful of water while Mark's horse splashes the trail.
Julia
Riding time.
Dave Cawley
I won't make you listen to the whole thing, but this went on for some time.
Julia
Well, I should have a nice clean recording of that horse urinating on the trail. It's part of the production, I guess.
Dave Cawley
The Judds are going to ride out ahead. They'll be faster on horseback than the rest of us on foot. So Mark offers me a small radio.
Julia
Ever since Kelvin got lost. Yeah, kind of done better on the Watch Italy part.
Dave Cawley
A callback to that time two decades earlier when Mark and teenage Kelvin became separated while hunting in the Uinta foothills. Kelvin had nearly died from hypothermia. Then that close call forever changed how they think about safety. I hesitate, though. Not sure I want or need the radio. I go to the wilderness because I desire disconnection.
Mark Judd
You can't fault a person for wanting and desiring that.
Dave Cawley
Julia tells me Eric's experience turned her into an advocate for always carrying a communication device when in the backcountry.
Mark Judd
The tracking devices and whatnot, they're awesome. But then you are still connected via text message and you're still being bothered about are you going to be home for dinner? And feeling the pressure.
Dave Cawley
Being in constant contact can feel like a nuisance.
Mark Judd
And you know, there's a level of competency that comes in trusting your and entrusting, you know, your decision making and feeling that empowerment of being out there alone. I get that and I know Eric got that.
Dave Cawley
But even Eric conceded the need for an emergency beacon. It's just a cruel irony that the nature of his accident rendered that device useless. It reminds me there's no simple moral to Eric's story, no lesson of do this and you'll always be safe. You can follow Eric carry every safety gadget and still not make it home. Carrying Mark's radio will make him feel more safe. So I accept it and tuck it in my pocket.
Julia
Okay. All right. Let us know if you need us to stop for anything. You got it. You ready? We will see you at all. Salt probably sounds great. See ya.
Marilyn
See ya.
Dave Cawley
Over the next few hours. The trail to Allsop Lake takes us past a set of old logging cabins, remnants from when this forest was harvested to make railroad ties. Through a gate marking the boundary of the Hyuintas Wilderness Area and up a long switchback beside a waterfall. We pause at the top of the falls.
Marilyn
Stopping to rest in the shade. Gotta go and sit near the water because I might take my shoes off.
Julia
I'll come join you.
Marilyn
Dipping our feet into the cold stream.
Dave Cawley
The temperature keeps climbing with the sun, so frequent rests to keep cool are important.
Marilyn
I might have to sit for a little while further.
Julia
That's just fine.
Marilyn
And eat chocolate and drink water.
Dave Cawley
From the waterfall. We press on over rolling terrain into the upper reaches of the canyon.
Marilyn
It was hard. It was hot. And it was gently rising. Everything was uphill. Show me how far we've walked. From here to here. Yeah. From here to here. We go that much more. Two thirds of the way.
Dave Cawley
I know there's a meadow coming up.
Julia
We'll have a nice opening when we come out of the tree here in just a moment. It's a good place to stop.
Dave Cawley
It's also the place where the head wall of the uinta crest will first come into view. I take Julia aside and warn her Marilyn is about to get her first glimpse of the place where Eric fell.
Julia
She's gonna have a kind of a frumping moment when she sees it for the first time.
Dave Cawley
Julia drops back to walk beside Marilyn. I intend to do the same until a chirp from my pocket pulls me away.
Julia
Dave? Is that you? This is Dave. I'm here. I can't hear what you're saying. But I'm going to take the beeping as a good sign. All right. We're about a mile. Probably behind you.
Dave Cawley
Kelvin still can't hear me. These handheld radios just don't have enough power to punch through the rocks and trees between us.
Julia
Send a short message back here. If it's a thumbs up, it's a thumbs up.
Dave Cawley
Good enough. I turn back to check on Marilyn.
Julia
All right. We just came into view of the saddle. Marilyn's just coming into this meadow.
Dave Cawley
Julia wraps an arm around Marilyn's shoulder.
Marilyn
It was very emotional. It hit me that I had made it. I had got this far. Something that I didn't think I would ever do.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn will later tell me had she been alone, she would have stopped here.
Marilyn
I would never have done that by myself. I could not have made that by myself.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn and Julia find a place to sit together at the meadow's edge. I keep my distance so I don't know all that's said, but I gather from the tears and the laughter that they are sharing reminiscences of Eric. Marilyn feels almost too exhausted to continue, but Julia's comfort and company invigorate her.
Marilyn
The words of encouragement in the conversation, the memories and the purpose and just the human support.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn tells herself, I can see it.
Marilyn
It can't be far.
Dave Cawley
So she rises again, resolute.
Marilyn
It was within sight, you know. Once something is within sight, you can push on.
Dave Cawley
But distance is deceptive here. We still have quite a ways to go. It's mid afternoon now and the heat's at its worst. Shade grows scarce as tree cover thins. Alpine meadows are replacing the forested stretches where we've spent most of the day. I check my map.
Marilyn
How far?
Julia
About a mile or so. We've gone eight miles. So it says.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn tries to verify this against a step tracking app on her phone.
Marilyn
Casey says I've walked 11.6 and he says I've only been active for four hours and 40 minutes.
Julia
Liar.
Dave Cawley
It's full of Julia and I can see Marilyn is running out of gas. We encourage her as best we can, getting her done.
Julia
Almost there.
Marilyn
Yeah.
Julia
See? Yard coming into view.
Dave Cawley
Yard is a prominent peak just beyond Allsop Lake. Seeing it means we're getting close. Though Marilyn no longer believes me when I say this.
Marilyn
Did you tell me any more white lies to get me over the line when you said there was an easier way in to Allsop than the Highline Trail? I trusted you with that. But 10 miles is a long way, and as you're climbing it is longer.
Dave Cawley
The sun starts to dip to the west. Its glaring light softens and takes on a golden tinge.
Julia
It is about dinner time. It's about quarter to five.
Marilyn
Say dinner time.
Julia
Yeah. By the time we get to camp.
Marilyn
Oh, not now.
Julia
Well, we don't have.
Marilyn
It'll be dinner time by the time we get.
Julia
We don't have dinner with us, so that's the moot point.
Dave Cawley
Our dehydrated dinners are sealed in a bear proof canister like the one that survived five years in Eric's backpack. I stashed it out of sight near Allsop Lake two weeks ago.
Marilyn
What did you put in your cash?
Julia
Just a couple backpackers pantry.
Dave Cawley
Oh yeah.
Julia
It kept really well for the two weeks it's been sitting up here.
Marilyn
Potatoes.
Dave Cawley
He butchered a cow.
Julia
Yeah, we could probably do that. Do that with my one inch little itty bitty Leatherman blade.
Dave Cawley
This joke about steak and hamburgers doesn't make much sense unless you know the Forest Service leases this beautiful mountain basin as open range for cows. We hear them and smell their sloppy excrement before we see them. I tell Marilyn this place has a derogatory nickname among hikers. All slop because of the goopy cow pies littering the meadows. If they were landmines, I'd be dead because I accidentally step right in the middle of one.
Julia
It's not the first one I've stood on.
Marilyn
And it was dry.
Julia
No, it's not dry. There's stuff in it.
Dave Cawley
We count at least 70 cows. And I say to Julia, it reminds me of the sheep Eric photographed on the Uinta Highline Trail. And we wax philosophical about the meaning of wilderness.
Marilyn
It's.
Mark Judd
It's pretty obliterated wilderness.
Dave Cawley
One of the most unexpected discoveries I made while investigating Eric's death came when I compared his Uinta Highline photos to mine. I photographed the exact same scenes as Eric just 12 years later. Put those pictures side by side and you'll see lodgepole pines that were green and healthy in 2011 were dead by 2023.
Mark Judd
Looking at your pictures, Dave of the forest, it was green when Eric hiked it and so many areas are just brown and dead. And those photos would be shocking to a lot of folks.
Dave Cawley
Even Marilyn comments about the conspicuous number of dead pines we pass on our way to Alsa.
Marilyn
There's so many dead trees.
Julia
Breaks my heart. You got some of these larger elder pines and they're all dead.
Dave Cawley
I tell her it's the result of an insect pine beetle at work. Pine beetles are a natural part of the ecosystem. When everything's in in balance, they play an important role by helping remove sick trees. But this forest is not in balance. Human impact, most notably from the warming climate, is stressing the trees and leading to waves of ever worsening beetle infestations.
Mark Judd
How dead that forest is right now is really sad.
Dave Cawley
A buildup of standing dead pines increases wildfire risk. That's a scary thing thought. But fire is a natural part of the forest life cycle. Suppressing it for too long just makes the fires that do eventually burn more destructive. Julia and Melissa are eager to get to alsop so they press on ahead. I hang back with Marilyn.
Julia
We're down to about a K left.
Marilyn
Wow. I can picture that good view of.
Julia
The cathedral as well.
Dave Cawley
The cathedral is another of the tall peaks that rings the cirque containing Allsop Lake.
Marilyn
Whose cathedral is it? Saint Matthew, Saint Mark's Saint Paul, Saint John's Saint Mary, Saint Joseph.
Julia
I didn't realize we would have an ecumenical quiz.
Marilyn
Just helping you out on the rest of your.
Julia
Spiritual journey.
Marilyn
Amazing. Wondrous. Breathtaking. Absolutely breathtaking. It's taken all of mine.
Dave Cawley
We walk from one shade patch to.
Marilyn
The next 20 meters.
Dave Cawley
Stop counting down the distance.
Marilyn
That's the longest 300 meters ever. Not quite there, I know, but it's still the longest.
Julia
Closer we get, the farther it seems.
Marilyn
Yeah, I was hot. I was tired. My legs were hurting, My lungs were rasping.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn stumbling, her energy spent. Just when I think she might sit and refuse to go any farther, Kelvin comes down the trail to meet us.
Marilyn
I think he was perhaps a little concerned that we hadn't arrived.
Dave Cawley
He tells Marilyn she's almost there, but she's been hearing that for the last few hours.
Marilyn
Whereabouts is the lake?
Julia
100 yards. Okay, you've made it.
Dave Cawley
He questions her.
Marilyn
Are you okay? You look exhausted.
Dave Cawley
And offers to carry her pack over the last rise. Marilyn won't hear of it.
Julia
You were never giving up that backpack, were you?
Marilyn
I was not.
Dave Cawley
Letting someone else carry the load would feel like letting Eric down, and she won't do that. Still, she's touched by Kelvin's consideration, meeting her at the proverbial door.
Marilyn
Every night when I came home from work, Eric was always at the door to open the door. And it was kind of a similar thing. But it was Kelvin welcoming me as a guest. Such a thoughtful thing to do.
Dave Cawley
At last, the teardrop shape of Allsop Lake comes into view. Marilyn takes the final, weary steps to its edge, where Julia and her friend Melissa are soaking their own sore feet. I see the horses munching on meadow grass nearby. Kelvin's dad, Mark, is with them.
Julia
Good work to you.
Marilyn
Hello, Mark.
Julia
Hello. It's good to see you.
Dave Cawley
Good job. That last mile was quite, like, hard.
Marilyn
I was like, where is this lake? It tested me physically and mentally.
Dave Cawley
She wouldn't give up her pack.
Mark Judd
You're a stubborn one, aren't you?
Marilyn
I would have gladly given up my.
Julia
Good job.
Marilyn
What a success. I was not able to do that under my own power. I had my independence and my own two legs and the ability to carry that backpack. But I would not have been able to do that walk without the support of the people who came with me.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn stands at the shore of of Alsop Lake, enclosed in a narrow bowl surrounded by high peaks.
Julia
Pictures don't do it justice, do they?
Marilyn
No, absolutely not.
Julia
There's just no way to convey the.
Dave Cawley
Mountains to our west yard. And the cathedral cast lengthening shadows across the lake. They creep up the opposite wall of the cirque, climbing toward the side saddle to the east, the place where Eric fell. The Judds have set their camp close by, in the same place as 2016 when they found Eric's remains in the rocks above us. I've chosen a different spot for Marilyn and I at the far end of the lake. That's where our dinner is stashed.
Julia
All right, Maryland, should we go? Find your bedroll and food and we will return for conversation and good company.
Dave Cawley
I feel bad making Marilyn walk even farther, though she doesn't complain. I rush ahead to retrieve the hidden cache, then call to her.
Julia
10 more steps right here, because that's the view I want you to have.
Marilyn
Wow.
Julia
You've made it.
Marilyn
That was almost 100 meters too far. It is stunning. You've chosen the right spot.
Dave Cawley
The view here is better than from the lakeshore.
Marilyn
Five star hotel of the camping variety.
Dave Cawley
We're in the open at the very head of the Cirque, with a clear view up to Eric's resting place a few hundred feet above.
Julia
Six months ago, this was a fever dream.
Marilyn
It was just a flicker, faint possibility. This bloke I met told me that I could do it. And you know what? He was right.
Julia
Yeah, he was right.
Dave Cawley
I've showed Marilyn pictures of this same view in the past, but they just don't capture the scale of it.
Marilyn
And having been there, rather than looking at photographs, I can see the depth and just how big that cirque is.
Dave Cawley
We can see the cliffs. Eric tried to descend in his effort to avoid snow on Dead Horse Pass. Hoping to make it home to Maryland safely. She takes a well earned break with a cup of tea while I pitch our two tents and prepare dinner. Then we dig the flags out of her pack and go hang them from a rocky outcropping nearby.
Marilyn
We strung those together with rope and then secured them on the rock ledge.
Dave Cawley
She gives our camp a name.
Marilyn
Robinson's Rest.
Dave Cawley
Robinson's Rest. It's a perfect title. It's twilight when we stroll back over to the Judd family's campsite.
Marilyn
They had their campfire going.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn steps into the orange circle of light.
Marilyn
I have a little Eric tradition to Share with you. And I shared the Tim Tams because that's what Eric would have done.
Dave Cawley
Australians call Tim Tams biscuits, though to Americans, they're more of a cookie. Marilyn says Eric bought them anytime he found them on sale.
Marilyn
Not only would he buy them, he'd ring all around the family and tell everybody, Tim Tams are on special this week.
Dave Cawley
The Tim Tams are a little gooey from the heat of the day in Marilyn's backpack, so we have to lick the chocolate off our fingers. We all find places to sit around the fire, and Marilyn shares more memories of Eric. These are more personal anecdotes to help the Judds get a better sense for the man they'd found in these mountains.
Marilyn
There were stories and things that I could share, perhaps, that, you know, I just wouldn't share with you. Anyone else that I'd only known less than a week. And he always said he wanted to backpack until he couldn't carry that pack anymore, and that's what happened.
Julia
So am I correct in assuming he would have been 77 now?
Marilyn
Yes. He was 64 when he came to rest up there on the.
Dave Cawley
Kelvin. Asks Marilyn how her life's changed since the search in 2011, and whether she had ever imagined she might return to the Uintas.
Marilyn
I didn't ever think I would come. I would come back. I was not coming to visit or even attempt to come here because I just thought it was too hard, too far, too difficult, something that I physically.
Dave Cawley
But here she is now with the very people who found her husband all those years before.
Marilyn
They went about telling their side of the story, which for them was very traumatic.
Dave Cawley
Mark tells Marilyn his family wasn't the only group camped at allsop back in 2016.
Julia
After the news got around of what we had discovered up there, it was interesting how they all came together.
Dave Cawley
The different group gathered while the searchers collected Eric's remains. Together, they mourned a man they had never met, something that I had never.
Julia
Experienced with fellow campers before.
Dave Cawley
Before this trip and before meeting the Judd family in person, Marilyn didn't know about what they had done when departing this same campsite on that day in.
Marilyn
2016, they rode out from Allsop Lake with an empty saddle on a horse as a mark of respect for a person that they didn't know but had ended, finished their days in that place.
Dave Cawley
Learning of this symbolic gesture, performed without fanfare, touches Marilyn.
Marilyn
The bond of me losing Eric and of them finding an unknown soul out there in the wilderness was very strong.
Dave Cawley
We rise with the sun the next morning, enjoying breakfast at an unhurried pace. Julia and Melissa have obligations back home and are preparing to hike back. Marilyn and I plan to hike up to the bench below the saddle so she can visit the place where Eric's remains came to rest.
Marilyn
I was nervous. I was anxious about that.
Dave Cawley
I don't know why we stop by the Judd family's camp on our way. Mark, Kelvin and young Hardy are also going to head back today, but they agree to first join us on the hike up to the bench. There's no trail, but Mark, Kelvin and I have all been there before. The most direct route would involve bushwhacking straight up the steep hill behind behind the Judds camp. But I plot us a more circuitous course up an avalanche slide path. It's longer, but we'll spread the elevation gain out to make the ascent less taxing on Marilyn and Mark.
Marilyn
Mind you, there were two grandparents in that party.
Dave Cawley
We hike slow, pausing often to catch our breath and absorb the scenery. Soon the ground flattens as we reach the bench.
Marilyn
I didn't feel stressed at that point. I didn't feel anxious about. I just felt full of purpose of getting to that final space, of being as close as I could to his resting place.
Dave Cawley
Kelvin carries his son Hardy on his shoulders, sticking close by Marilyn's side, pointing.
Marilyn
Out the different landmarks as we walked.
Dave Cawley
The saddle Eric was trying to cross when he fell still looms above us on the left. Allsop Lake sits down below us on the right. Every step brings us closer to the place where the Judds found Eric's backpack and possessions in the rocks that litter the slope below the saddle and above where we are on the bench. Kelvin knows from memory and I from my study of pictures, which of these seemingly indistinguishable boulders are reference points. So I draw Marilyn's attention to a pair of bushes way up toward the top of the slope above us at the base of the cliffs.
Julia
So the upper bush toward us, there's a rock sitting like this that's catching the sun. That's where the boot was.
Marilyn
It's not. Oh well, it might be around here or it might be there. It's very specific.
Julia
And so the backpack, if you look at those two bushes and come down and then a little toward us, there's a pile.
Marilyn
That's where we're going, just diagonally from this boulder here.
Julia
You got it?
Marilyn
Yeah.
Dave Cawley
At last we reach a point directly below where Eric fell and square up to it. This is the closest we can get without scrambling up into the rocks. Which might be a bit too dangerous an activity for Marilyn. I'm not going to push her. She is in charge of how far she goes. We stand together along with the Judds. And I draw her attention to the place way up in the cliffs above where Summit County Search and Rescue found the rope.
Julia
Go up the cliffs and then you can see there's a little ledge.
Marilyn
Yes.
Julia
The rope is on the cliffs above the ledge.
Marilyn
So green. And then the rope up there.
Julia
Yep.
Marilyn
That's not Eric at all. He would never have done that.
Julia
He came down it. Was it his rope? No.
Marilyn
Do you think he came down that rope?
Julia
I think he came down that cliff. I don't know if he came down.
Marilyn
The cliff, but not. So he was walking up the top. Up there?
Julia
Yes.
Dave Cawley
Walking along the top of the saddle. Working his way down that slope as it gradually became more and more steep until Eric found himself in vertical terrain. Down, climbing through the cliff bands. I've described this to Marilyn before, but it doesn't seem real until she is staring up at those same cliffs herself.
Marilyn
The drop where he would have fallen. I can picture it and I can see it.
Dave Cawley
Still. She struggles with the idea of Eric trusting his life to that random bit of rope. The circumstances make me suspect the rope played a role in his death. But we all realize there's no way to ever know for sure.
Julia
The rope's pretty baffling to me. You know, what are the odds if it wasn't his and. Or if he didn't use it, it just happened to be right above where he was.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn asks which rock is the one where Eric's backpack Ruby sat for 5 years? Kelvin and I both point at it, but Marilyn has trouble picking it out from the jumble.
Julia
It is hard to be like this rock, that rock, that rock over there.
Marilyn
So many rocks.
Julia
Ambiguous reference.
Dave Cawley
It's the same futility as pointing your finger up at the night sky and telling the person next to you that star. She's weighing the risks of scrambling up to that point on already tired legs. We're a long way from help, so even a twisted ankle here would be a big problem. I figure maybe if I show Marilyn the way, it will help her feel safe.
Julia
You want me to go stand on it? The one just above the slab, I think it was. It was wedged right behind the more square one behind the slab. My memory serves.
Marilyn
So you very kindly climbed up and sat on the rock. So I knew which rock it was.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn can now see how Eric's backpack would have been invisible to anyone standing where she is on the bench because the backpack was wedged on the opposite uphill side of the boulder. The sheer improbability of its discovery by the Judds in 2016 hits her.
Marilyn
There was a little bit of divine intervention in your footsteps that day, I was gonna say.
Julia
I'm not sure your thoughts about all that, but it sure seems meant to be.
Marilyn
It's almost like that family was chosen to accidentally go off that path that they were walking on that day.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn is still not sure she wants to brave scrambling up there herself. But she's not a person who likes to stop short of a goal.
Marilyn
I think I will try and scramble up there.
Julia
Scramble up to Dave.
Marilyn
Yep.
Julia
And beyond.
Marilyn
I've called that rock Ruby's Rock because that's where the backpack landed.
Dave Cawley
The rocks are unsteady and slide under her feet. Kelvin shadows Marilyn to make sure she doesn't fall, leaving his son Hardy in the watchful care of Grandpa Mark. Marilyn and Kelvin reach Ruby's Rock where I am and sit side by side.
Julia
Can I get a photo of the two of you with my camera? 1, 2, 3. This is quite a moment, Marilyn.
Marilyn
It is, isn't it?
Julia
Appreciate you letting us tag along.
Dave Cawley
Hardy decides he doesn't like being left out and starts scrambling up to join us.
Julia
Here comes the mountain goat.
Dave Cawley
Mark follows, and soon we are all gathered together at the rock again. I use my camera to Capture the moment.
Julia
1, 2, and 3. And 1. And we'll do one more and turn it this way. All right. Good climbers. Right here. Nice job, guys.
Dave Cawley
As I futz with my camera, Marilyn turns to Mark and Kelvin.
Marilyn
Some very special people who were very thoughtful, very reverent, very caring of a human that they had never met. And then subsequently towards me. If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be this. And you're very significant in the. In the celebration and the sorting out of the pictures of what happened and where it happened. You know the details. And I'm forever grateful I was there again with Eric and the people who had found him and the person who had assisted in pulling this whole pilgrimage together.
Dave Cawley
We all sit for a time reflecting. The Judds can't dally too long. Their horses need tending, and they want to be back to the trailhead before nightfall.
Julia
Okay. We're gonna try and get off here, I guess. Thank you, Mark. Thanks, Dave. Thank you, Kelvin. We'll be in touch.
Dave Cawley
Marilyn and I will stay for one more night so we can linger a while longer. I'm struck by the scene of Marilyn sitting Alone on Ruby's Rock. Stay right there and raise my camera.
Julia
And then I promise the production will put away.
Dave Cawley
I angle into position, framing the shot.
Julia
Don't need to look at me. Just sit with your thoughts.
Marilyn
You want to hear them?
Julia
Maybe later.
Dave Cawley
The scene in my viewfinder. Her pose is a mirror composition of a photo Marilyn took of Eric on a boat in Halong Bay during their last trip together, just a few months before he died. Once I've captured it, I sit by her side.
Marilyn
Have I left you enough space?
Julia
Yep, plenty. Now you can tell me what you were thinking.
Marilyn
I was thinking I'm sitting in a very fitting monument of pink granite, even more grandiose than the Taj Mahal. And I didn't have to pay millions to build it, and I didn't have to do it over years. It was already here and waiting.
Julia
Think about the eons of uplift, the eons of down cutting, to build a mountain cathedral where we can come and feel those feelings greater than any work of man.
Dave Cawley
We see before us the massive triangular face of Yard Peak. To its right sits the cathedral. Between us and these mountains lies the bowl of the Cirque with Allsop Lake's teardrop shape at its center.
Marilyn
Tears, comfort, varied reasons. The lake can be a teardrop of joy or a teardrop of sadness.
Julia
So how do you see the lake today?
Marilyn
Both. First it was tears. Now it's joy. It's happiness.
Julia
Going back to the first time we talked, I. I just. This was the view in my head of, if you could only understand where he is.
Marilyn
Well, now I understand. And it's very. I'm very grateful that I could get here to see it, feel it, be in it.
Dave Cawley
We are no longer visualizing how Eric fell or debating whether the rope played a role. Marilyn's made her peace with all that.
Marilyn
I can see how slippery it could have been on that small track. And I've slipped on those stones myself.
Dave Cawley
What matters now is the feeling.
Marilyn
Because it is in such a beautiful place and that Eric had been doing what he wanted. I feel. I feel like a weight has been lifted. I also feel like I'm sitting here with him.
Julia
Just like one more time.
Dave Cawley
I take this as a cue and descend back down to the bench, leaving Marilyn on Ruby's rock so she can be alone with Eric. We reunite after a time, gather our things, and prepare to head back to camp. As we depart, Marilyn stops, turns back to the rock and says, farewell, my Scotsman. I raise two fingers to the brim of my cap and nod, adding, I tip My hat to a fellow traveler. It's late afternoon by the time Marilyn and I get back to Robinson's Rest. Clouds creep across the sky and a chill breeze blows. The oppressive heat that's plagued us for two weeks finally breaks. We take down the flags Marilyn carried here to prevent them from becoming damaged. But I surprise her by saying I've also carried a memento of Eric in my backpack. It's a book. A friend of Eric's who traveled with him in Nepal in 2010 told me their trekking party had brought this book with them on that trip and read portions of it each night. It's called the Ascent of Rumdoodle and it's a cult classic in mountaineering circles. Eric had never mentioned this book to Marilyn. She reclines on a foam pad, munching on the last Tim Tam as I begin reading aloud. Route finding was absent.
Julia
He rang up to say that he had taken the wrong bus and was not quite certain of his whereabouts.
Marilyn
But he's the route finder, just crossed.
Julia
Out of the North Star and expected.
Dave Cawley
To join the show. I forgot to mention Rumdoodle's a parody, a work of comedic fiction.
Marilyn
I thought this was a true story.
Julia
Oh no, no.
Dave Cawley
I figure Marilyn might need a bit of laughter at the end of two very difficult days. Try to keep a straight from face while telling an absurd story.
Julia
Shoot had gone on filming us without bothering to identify us as we passed, and we had all gone around twice. If it hadn't been for him, who was the only easily recognizable feature of our route, we might have gone on all day.
Dave Cawley
We don't make it through the whole book. Just a few chapters. It's enough. I can see it helps Marilyn relax.
Marilyn
Thank you for the reading.
Julia
You're welcome.
Dave Cawley
When I first set out to tell the story of Eric Robinson's disappearance in the Uinta Mountains, I couldn't imagine I'd end up here, sitting in the basin below where he fell, sharing such profound experiences with his widow, Marilyn.
Marilyn
This storytelling has been my grieving, my catharsism for what happened 13 years ago.
Dave Cawley
I mentioned earlier that on the hike into Allsop we passed through the burn scar of a wildfire. I remember watching that fire burn from the Mirror Lake highway two decades earlier. Seeing the smoke plume and flame crests left me feeling awestruck and terrified of nature's power. For years afterward, I mourned the destruction that fire dealt to a corner of the world, world that's precious to me. This part of the Uintas is one of the first places I went when learning how to hike solo. It's where I still go when I need to quiet that critical voice inside my head. Seeing it charred hurt. But over time, I've come to see that fire differently. Think about all the dead trees I mentioned earlier. The lodgepole pines that predominate in this forest need fire. They reproduce using cones that are sealed with resin. The cones can only open and release their seeds when exposed to a fire's heat. In the absence of fire, the forest can't regenerate, can't grow. Marilyn has been through her own fire.
Marilyn
Erica I were very happy together, and we had planned to travel together and do lots of things together. It just reminds me that you don't put things off. You make the most of every day, and you make the most of every person that you meet.
Dave Cawley
We spend one more night at Alsop when we wake on the morning morning of August 4th, the anniversary of Eric's death. Marilyn holds the last of his many funerals. The entire cirque at her feet is an explosion of wildflowers, a display more vibrant than any I've ever experienced in the Uintas.
Marilyn
I didn't have to bring a funeral wreath. They were there naturally, which would be what Eric would have liked.
Dave Cawley
She looks up at Eric's resting place. The sun breaks over the top of the saddle, shooting spears of light through gaps in the cloud. We break camp and pack our bags. A long hike out still awaits us.
Marilyn
The story is complete, and I can stand back and look at it and go, it's done. That has to be enough. And I will not question anymore. I don't need to question anymore.
Dave Cawley
I started this journey as the solo hiker, a guy who understood Eric's desire to spend time in the wilderness alone. I thought following his footsteps alone would reveal some hidden truth. But only by sharing the trail with someone else did I learn the true meaning of the story. Marilyn subjected herself to a fire from which many of us might have fled. I'm in awe of the strength she displayed in making this trek and of the compassion she has showed to everyone along the way.
Marilyn
You gave me the conviction and the courage and the belief in myself to be able to do that. I will be forever grateful for that, and I will take that with me.
Dave Cawley
Thank you for everything, marilyn says. You don't owe me anything, I reply, turning so she won't see the hot flush of tears in my eyes.
Marilyn
And people will remember you for how you make them feel. Not for necessarily the things that you say or the things that you do. But the way you make them feel. And I've been told that I made Eric happy and that gives me peace.
Dave Cawley
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Seen a photo and thought, I want to go there? Or has a piece of art ever moved you to explore somewhere new? In this bonus episode we take a look at how one painter with a camera straddled the intersection of art, science and exploration to share a corner of the Uinta wilderness with the wider world.
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Uinta Triangle is researched and written by me, Dave Colley. I also did the field recording. Andrea Smarten is lead producer and sound designer with contributing producers Ben Kiebrick and Jenny Ament. Our main score and original music are by Alison Layton Brown. Uinta Triangle is a production of KSL Podcasts and Lemonada Media. My personal thanks to the following past and present members of the the KSL Podcasts team Aaron Mason, Amy Donaldson, Felix Bunnell, Josh Tilton, Kellyanne Halvorson, Nina Ernest, Ryan Meeks, and Trent Sell. Finally, from me to you. Please remember, wherever your life's trail takes you, none of us ever truly walk.
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Uinta Triangle | Episode 9 - Detailed Summary
Introduction
In Episode 9 of KSL Podcasts' gripping narrative series Cold, titled "Uinta Triangle", investigative journalist and host Dave Cawley delves deep into the mysterious disappearance of Eric Robinson in the Uinta Mountains. This episode not only explores the enigmatic circumstances surrounding Eric's vanishing but also illuminates the profound emotional journey of his widow, Marilyn, as she seeks closure.
The Journey Begins ([00:00 - 11:22])
The episode opens with Dave reflecting on his initial investigation into Eric Robinson's disappearance. Determined to piece together Eric's final days, Dave recounts his hike along the Uintah Highline Trail in August 2023, mirroring Eric's last trek. Through this endeavor, Dave uncovers the physical and emotional challenges Eric faced, prompting him to question the completeness of his own story.
A Deeper Connection: Meeting Marilyn in Australia ([11:22 - 25:02])
Realizing that his investigation lacked personal depth, Dave travels to Australia to meet Marilyn, Eric's wife. Their meeting is intimate and emotionally charged as they reminisce about the hiking trips and adventures Marilyn and Eric shared. Marilyn reveals the profound impact Eric's disappearance has had on her life, stating:
Marilyn: "It’s a story of a missing person, but it’s also a legacy to that person for the love of what they did." ([03:31])
Their conversations delve into the complexities of Marilyn's grief and her attempts to honor Eric's memory by reconnecting with their shared passions.
Embarking on the Pilgrimage ([25:02 - 67:30])
Marilyn makes the courageous decision to return to Utah for the first time since Eric's disappearance in 2011. Accompanied by Julia, Eric's friend, and the Judd family—the very people who discovered Eric's remains in 2016—Marilyn sets out on a pilgrimage to Allsop Lake in the Uinta Mountains.
Preparation and Concerns ([25:02 - 31:02]): As the group prepares for the trek, Marilyn expresses her determination despite concerns about the intense summer heat. Dave emphasizes Marilyn's resilience:
Marilyn: "I will not give in to sitting on the couch. I will not give in to a sedentary lifestyle." ([07:37])
Traversing National Parks ([36:10 - 43:10]): The group explores Bryce Canyon and Zion National Parks. Marilyn conquers the demanding Angel's Landing trail, showcasing her physical and mental fortitude. During a particularly strenuous part of the hike, she remarks:
Marilyn: "Never fear. Onward and upward, one foot in front of the other." ([18:28])
Challenges and Perseverance ([43:10 - 57:35]): As they near Allsop Lake, the team faces extreme heat and physical exhaustion. Marilyn's unwavering determination is highlighted when she pushes through fatigue to reach the lake, despite doubts from her companions.
Marilyn: "I can picture it. It can't be far." ([35:14])
Reaching Allsop Lake ([57:35 - 67:30])
Upon arriving at Allsop Lake, the culmination of their arduous journey, Marilyn and Dave set up camp and honor Eric's memory by hanging flags at Robinson's Rest. Emotional interactions with the Judd family deepen the sense of community and shared loss.
Emotional Climax ([52:06 - 62:12]): Marilyn reaches Ruby's Rock, the exact spot where Eric's backpack was found. Supported by Kelvin Judd, she confronts the reality of Eric's fate and finds a semblance of peace. Marilyn shares:
Marilyn: "I can see how slippery it could have been on that small track... But here I am now with the very people who found my husband." ([55:47])
Reflection and Healing ([61:56 - 67:30]): As the trek concludes, Marilyn reflects on the transformative experience. She expresses a sense of closure and gratitude for the support she received:
Marilyn: "This storytelling has been my grieving, my catharsis for what happened 13 years ago." ([64:53])
Marilyn: "I can stand back and look at it and go, it's done. And I will not question anymore. I don't need to question anymore." ([67:30])
Notable Quotes
Marilyn on Resilience:
"I will not give in to sitting on the couch. I will not give in to a sedentary lifestyle." ([07:37])
Marilyn on Overcoming Challenges:
"Never fear. Onward and upward, one foot in front of the other." ([18:28])
Marilyn on Reaching the Goal:
"I can see it. It can't be far." ([35:14])
Marilyn on Finding Peace:
"I can see how slippery it could have been on that small track... But here I am now with the very people who found my husband." ([55:47])
Marilyn on Closure:
"I can stand back and look at it and go, it's done. And I will not question anymore. I don't need to question anymore." ([67:30])
Conclusion
Uinta Triangle is a profound exploration of grief, resilience, and the quest for closure. Through Dave Cawley's compassionate storytelling and Marilyn's unwavering determination, listeners witness the transformative power of facing one's deepest fears and honoring a loved one's memory. The episode not only sheds light on the unresolved mysteries of Eric Robinson's disappearance but also celebrates the human spirit's capacity to heal and find peace amidst loss.
Final Reflections
As the episode draws to a close, Dave reflects on the journey, emphasizing the unexpected emotional depths uncovered:
Dave Cawley: "I started this journey as the solo hiker, a guy who understood Eric's desire to spend time in the wilderness alone. I thought following his footsteps alone would reveal some hidden truth. But only by sharing the trail with someone else did I learn the true meaning of the story." ([67:45])
Marilyn adds a heartfelt note on the importance of human connections in the healing process:
Marilyn: "You gave me the conviction and the courage and the belief in myself to be able to do that. I will be forever grateful for that, and I will take that with me." ([68:20])
Final Thoughts
"Uinta Triangle | Episode 9" masterfully intertwines the elements of mystery, personal struggle, and communal support, offering listeners a deeply moving narrative that underscores the enduring bonds between individuals navigating the aftermath of tragedy.