Hell’s Gate fudge shop

What’s a chasm filled with roaring rapids without a candy store?
Exactly!

We took the Hell’s Gate air tram down into the canyon, which was all
kinds of fun. The bottom section is chock full of the sort of random
touristy shit that makes me irrationally happy: gift stores, random
chainsaw carvings, and, of course, the fudge store.

They had 91 kinds of fudge. Count ’em — 91! It took me a while to
locate plain chocolate fudge.