There's going to be 35 of us, half children. Each family is taking their own camping gear and we've divided up all the communal food. We are hiking six hours to the bottom of the canyon, donkeys will be carrying our gear. I know - an unbelievable amount of work!
Some families dropped out after a warning that the nearby town - which is part of the Havasupai Indian Reservation - was dirty, unwelcoming and dangerous. The violent crime is apparently a result of issues with meth addiction and alcoholism. Also if anyone is injured, the only way out is helicopter or walking six hours back up.
I don't want to minimise those issues but that's something I can't control and we're not staying in the town.
My immediate concern has been there were no lattes down there. (We spent an inordinate amount of time in the food meetings discussing how the coffee would be made and what brand to buy)
Have you ever been warned not to go somewhere - but you went anyway?