This October I had the pleasure of shooting a Grand Canyon Rim to Rim hike with All-Star Grand Canyon Tours. This modified trip found us hiking down the North Kaibab Trail to Cottonwood Campground, a side hike to Ribbon Falls, then onward to Phantom Ranch. We resupplied at Indian Garden, then camped at Horn Creek, along the Tonto Trail. Our last night was spent at Monument campground, a little side trip to the river, then up and out on The Hermit Trail. Our guide Jon Miller humped the lion's share of the food, and provided cooking skill, along with an intimate knowledge of the geology. English guests, Jaime Orr, Andy James, and Matt Sharp really enjoyed themselves. We even had Photography Workshop time dedicated to time-lapse and night photography with light painting on the Monument. Forty miles, and five days in the canyon was sublime.
Here's the video. Check it out!
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Thursday, November 10, 2016
Escalante Loop Trip- Valley of the Gods
The road that lied ahead brought us to another crazy road called the Moqui Dugway. Apparently it is listed as one of the world's most dangerous roads. It closely resembled the switchbacks of the Burr Trail. I might have been more terrified if I were in a huge motor home due to the hair pin corners. Otherwise the switchbacks of the Burr Trail were more sketchy. Cool stuff, though.
Immediately at the bottom of the Moqui Dugway was the turn off for Valley of the Gods. I drove right past it, as the sign was facing the opposite direction, of course. I would consider Valley of the Gods to be the little brother of Monument Valley. It is a loop that is only 16 miles long and extends to Mexican Hat. It is full of neat rock formations, and at the beginning of the dirt road there is an interpretive sign that lists the so called names of the formations, and a small map depicting their locations. There is free camping there, as it is part of the BLM, but in recent years the available spots fill up early. We chose a spot near what was called Lady in a Tub, and from the back side it is exactly what it looked like. The sun was going down and the shadows getting long so it was one of the closest spots available.
I took the opportunity to capture some sunset images. After a little dinner and campfire, we settled in this gorgeous area. Just as dusk had fallen I began to realize the 3/4 moon was beginning to become visible along with Venus. It was a large orb floating in a beautiful gradient blue sky, perfectly aligned with one of the famous monoliths, the so-called Lady in a Tub. I snapped images, as Kristi watched the moon slowly lower itself below the horizon. The light was such that I was able to capture some detail in the moon's shadow. The moon travels quickly and I had to find a shutter speed that froze the motion, and capture enough light to keep it from being blurry. We left the next morning during the sunrise, but I captured some more images on the way out. Only having spent one night in the Valley of the Gods, I was blessed with a spectacular display of light for the duration. My only regret was that we didn't spend another night there. We definitely will be back though.
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| Moqui Dugway |
Immediately at the bottom of the Moqui Dugway was the turn off for Valley of the Gods. I drove right past it, as the sign was facing the opposite direction, of course. I would consider Valley of the Gods to be the little brother of Monument Valley. It is a loop that is only 16 miles long and extends to Mexican Hat. It is full of neat rock formations, and at the beginning of the dirt road there is an interpretive sign that lists the so called names of the formations, and a small map depicting their locations. There is free camping there, as it is part of the BLM, but in recent years the available spots fill up early. We chose a spot near what was called Lady in a Tub, and from the back side it is exactly what it looked like. The sun was going down and the shadows getting long so it was one of the closest spots available.
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| Lady in a Tub |
I took the opportunity to capture some sunset images. After a little dinner and campfire, we settled in this gorgeous area. Just as dusk had fallen I began to realize the 3/4 moon was beginning to become visible along with Venus. It was a large orb floating in a beautiful gradient blue sky, perfectly aligned with one of the famous monoliths, the so-called Lady in a Tub. I snapped images, as Kristi watched the moon slowly lower itself below the horizon. The light was such that I was able to capture some detail in the moon's shadow. The moon travels quickly and I had to find a shutter speed that froze the motion, and capture enough light to keep it from being blurry. We left the next morning during the sunrise, but I captured some more images on the way out. Only having spent one night in the Valley of the Gods, I was blessed with a spectacular display of light for the duration. My only regret was that we didn't spend another night there. We definitely will be back though.
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| Valley of the Gods |
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| Valley of the Gods Camp |
Escalante Loop Trip - Capitol Reef
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| Grand Gulch |
By now we've gotten into a routine of waking, breakfast, then driving to our next hiking destination for a day hike in the morning, then lunch, then afternoon day hike, then driving to our evening boondocking campsite. This morning we left camp rather early, and chose a hike through Grand Gulch in Capitol Reef National Park.
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| Cassidy Arch |
The hike proceeded through a box canyon and ended at Cassidy Arch hike in which we hiked up to the top of the arch spent some time walking across the bridge. Kristi thought it might be a good place to take some photos for her Pilates business website. So she made some poses, and I took photos. Turns out the formation was so large that in order to get the gist of the area you had to zoom out so far she was all but lost in the enormity of it all. It was still fun though. We hiked back along the canyon floor to the parking area, let the dogs out to splash in the small creek there, had lunch then proceeded to drive around towards the visitor's center. On the way we passed an old Mormon school house in Fruita.
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| Hickman Natural Bridge |
After a quick look around there, we headed out again on a hike to Hickman Bridge. It was a nice easy hike with a Fremont Indian granary and ruins of a pit house. I'm sure we only scratched the surface of what Capitol Reef had to offer, but our time was running out, and we had only one night left before having to return home.
Escalante Loop- Burr Trail & Notom Road
The next morning we headed toward Capitol Reef National Park, by way of the Burr Trail. This route was recommended by the ranger in Escalante for the scenic views. The trail was developed by John Burr in the 1880s to move cattle back and forth between winter and summer ranges. Currently the trail is a dirt road, beginning with a large sign warning travelers not to travel while wet or snowy as it can be nearly impassable. The road travels through rough terrain through the country around Waterpocket Fold, Burr Canyon and Muley Twist Canyon, with bonus views of the Henry Mountains. Numerous hikes and side trips exist on this interesting back road, and we chose to hike Upper Muley Twist Canyon. The road to the parking area is only about three miles long, but travels in a wash. High clearance four wheeled drive is recommended, or one can park at the bottom and hike through the wash. We passed backpackers who did just that, and a new Ford Explorer that had given up on the road and parked half way up in a safe spot. You can see in the photo below the van driving in the wash with Peek-a-boo arch towering overhead.
We arrived at the parking area with-out incident. We got out our topo map and found a route through the bottom of the canyon that promised a couple of arches. We packed a lunch and left the pets in the car, as it appeared that some canyoneering may be necessary to navigate some of the large pools and slot canyon. Temperatures this time of year were in the low 60s so we felt comfortable that they would be fine in the van with the shades closed, and windows open. The hike was pretty, but with very little shade, exposed. There were times we had to figure how to get around large pools of water, with out getting our shoes wet. We had our lunch at a spot across from Saddle Arch on some slickrock that had a good view of the arch. The trail continues up and along the rim, then circles around and back into the canyon to make a nice loop hike.
After returning to the van we grabbed the dogs and did a quick side hike to the Strike Valley rim for views of Waterpocket Fold, where you can see a great rift of a fault line. The view here is one of the most impressive of the views so far.
Hopping back in the van we continued down the Burr Trail to a most dramatic set of switchbacks which takes you right through the fold and onto Notom Road. Dusty and sandy the road travels through some beautiful country along the valley floor. There is a campground about half way down this road, with only a handful of sites. We opted to keep driving to find a boondocking site a short distance away. We'll call this site Notom arch. As per usual we were surrounded by cows and cow patties, but there were also great views of the Henry Mountians. I took advantage of the cool formations, and spent the evening making night images, light painting the formation and making startrail images. For more information on the making of the night image below see my photography blog post here: Notom Window
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| Peek-a-boo Arch in Upper Muley Twist Canyon |
We arrived at the parking area with-out incident. We got out our topo map and found a route through the bottom of the canyon that promised a couple of arches. We packed a lunch and left the pets in the car, as it appeared that some canyoneering may be necessary to navigate some of the large pools and slot canyon. Temperatures this time of year were in the low 60s so we felt comfortable that they would be fine in the van with the shades closed, and windows open. The hike was pretty, but with very little shade, exposed. There were times we had to figure how to get around large pools of water, with out getting our shoes wet. We had our lunch at a spot across from Saddle Arch on some slickrock that had a good view of the arch. The trail continues up and along the rim, then circles around and back into the canyon to make a nice loop hike.
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| Saddle Arch |
After returning to the van we grabbed the dogs and did a quick side hike to the Strike Valley rim for views of Waterpocket Fold, where you can see a great rift of a fault line. The view here is one of the most impressive of the views so far.
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| Waterpocket Fold |
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| Notom Window |
Monday, November 7, 2016
Escalante Loop Trip- Calf Creek Falls
If you don't know anything about me, the one thing you should know is that I love waterfalls. I'll hike far and wide to catch a glimpse, take a photo, and/or swim in them. Up next would be the infamous Calf Creek falls. It so happens there are two falls in this area, Upper Calf Creek Falls and Lower Calf Creek falls. The direction we were driving dictated that we would be visiting Lower Calf Creek falls first. There is a designated recreation area there managed by the BLM, complete with a campground, restrooms, and water. It is a great hike to take the family, and dogs, as the trail is well maintained. Grab the brochure at the trail head, and it will guide you through an interpretative hike highlighting the flora, and history of the area. Round trip, you will hike about five and a half miles, and on warmer days bring your swimsuit and towel, it will be worth the quick dip in the large pool at the bottom of the falls. In early spring, it wasn't warm enough to go swimming. I hiked in sandals, and waded in a bit to get the image below.
The area, no doubt was frequented by native Fremont and Anasazi peoples. Ancient granaries and pictographs dating back about nine hundred years can be found close to the trail. The photo below was taken from across the creek depicting what is thought to be some ancient gods. Drawn on to the canyon walls the pictographs blend well with the stains from eons of rainfall creating a most colorful 'desert varnish.'
I'd like to imagine that the images depicted ancient aliens, complete with antennae and wild triangular space suits. Holding hands....
I thought it might be a good idea to get a campsite at the campground for the evening, but Kristi disagreed. She really likes boondocking, and I must say, I couldn't agree more. There is that feeling of peace and quiet that can only be experienced when camping in the wild.
We still had half a day left after lunch and we decided to try and find Upper Calf Creek Falls. We had the guide book and took off in search of ... As I seem to do many times on adventures, I drove right past the small parking lot, and had to flip a U to park there. A dusty lot and a register box are all the amenities here. The trail starts off down a steep slickrock trail marked sparsely by cairns. At times the trail was quite easy, other times we seemed to wander a bit. We finally made our way down to the canyon floor, which was obvious, then had to bushwack our way upstream until we came to the falls. It was much easier route finding on the way out for some reason.
The falls was cool, lush and green. Not much in the way of beach, or hang out places. We shared the view with another couple for a few minutes, and made an image or two. The challenge was hiking back up the slickrock. Although the rubber soles of my shoes had exceptional traction, it was steep, and exposed. An hour of huffing and puffing, we were back at the parking lot. It was getting late in the day, and I was getting anxious to find a campsite. Happy hour was calling. The road was really interesting as we headed toward Hell's Backbone. On either side of the road there was a sheer drop-off, and we seemed to follow on top of a ridge for miles. We turned onto the Hell's Backbone road and a few miles later we found a really nice spot overlooking the valley below. With plenty of juniper for firewood, and a few adult beverages, we were content, and ready to settle in for the evening.
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| Lower Calf Creek Falls |
The area, no doubt was frequented by native Fremont and Anasazi peoples. Ancient granaries and pictographs dating back about nine hundred years can be found close to the trail. The photo below was taken from across the creek depicting what is thought to be some ancient gods. Drawn on to the canyon walls the pictographs blend well with the stains from eons of rainfall creating a most colorful 'desert varnish.'
I'd like to imagine that the images depicted ancient aliens, complete with antennae and wild triangular space suits. Holding hands....
I thought it might be a good idea to get a campsite at the campground for the evening, but Kristi disagreed. She really likes boondocking, and I must say, I couldn't agree more. There is that feeling of peace and quiet that can only be experienced when camping in the wild.
We still had half a day left after lunch and we decided to try and find Upper Calf Creek Falls. We had the guide book and took off in search of ... As I seem to do many times on adventures, I drove right past the small parking lot, and had to flip a U to park there. A dusty lot and a register box are all the amenities here. The trail starts off down a steep slickrock trail marked sparsely by cairns. At times the trail was quite easy, other times we seemed to wander a bit. We finally made our way down to the canyon floor, which was obvious, then had to bushwack our way upstream until we came to the falls. It was much easier route finding on the way out for some reason.
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| Upper Calf Creek Falls |
The falls was cool, lush and green. Not much in the way of beach, or hang out places. We shared the view with another couple for a few minutes, and made an image or two. The challenge was hiking back up the slickrock. Although the rubber soles of my shoes had exceptional traction, it was steep, and exposed. An hour of huffing and puffing, we were back at the parking lot. It was getting late in the day, and I was getting anxious to find a campsite. Happy hour was calling. The road was really interesting as we headed toward Hell's Backbone. On either side of the road there was a sheer drop-off, and we seemed to follow on top of a ridge for miles. We turned onto the Hell's Backbone road and a few miles later we found a really nice spot overlooking the valley below. With plenty of juniper for firewood, and a few adult beverages, we were content, and ready to settle in for the evening.
Thursday, November 3, 2016
Escalante Loop Trip - Hole in the Rock Road
We pointed our noses in the direction of the Town of Escalante.
Since we lost a few beers and some tomatoes we decided to stop in at a
grocery, then check in at the ranger station to get the low down on the
road conditions on Hole in the Rock Road. Looks like a little cold front
was going to blow in, but no moisture. Stocked up and filled up we
began down the fifty mile road. The story of Hole in the Rock Road
starts and ends like most stories in Utah, with early Mormon settlers.
They were looking for a short cut to the river (now Lake Powell) and
blasted a channel in the rock to descend the steep cliffs with their
wagons. They did it, but the road never really became a popular route.
It pretty amounts to a dead end road today. There were tons of hiking
trails, and canyons to visit. We had a little trouble deciding what to
do first. Dinosaur tracks, slot canyons, Dance Hall Rock, Sooner rocks
all on tap.
We
brought some hiking books of the area and shuffled through them to see
what to do first. There was Spooky and Peed-a-boo slot canyons directly
adjacent to each other. This sounded good, we could kill two birds
with one stone. We left the dogs in the car for this hike, since the
descent into the canyon was to be really steep on slick rock. At the
bottom of the canyon we hiked in a wash and spent time investigating a
few of the side canyons. It was a bit confusing as to which slot was
which. And once you were in there it was difficult to turn around. If
other people arrived you practically hat to crawl over each other or
back up to a spot wide enough to squeeze by each other. At one point I
had to set my day pack and camera down because it was too narrow to
continue with them. Eventually claustrophobia takes over and you have
to retreat. Kristi could proceed a bit farther, but I would be wedged
in there due to my wide rib cage.
I'm not sure canyoneering is my forte. It was fun though. Once we returned to the van we found a dirt road off the main parking area and followed it to see where it might lead...perhaps a camp spot over that hill. And behold a small slick rock out cropping revealed a fire ring. You would think that a remote desert road might be replete with camping spots, but there were quite a few no camping signs at the trail heads and parking areas. Not that I would prefer to camp in those areas... Late afternoon was upon us and some high clouds started to move in. We set up camp, and started a fire with wood we had brought from home. It was rather barren terrain, and gathering wood only left us with a small pile of sticks. Fortunately this area was free range, and there were plenty of cow patties. Believe it or not dried cow patties burn pretty well, and act as a filler for the fire. Definitely the dried ones. You can try it at home. Sitting in camp usually entailed activities such as campfires, watching the dogs roam around smelling the scents, calling for them when they wander too far off, and yelling at them for eating something disgusting. They all love disgusting. I also enjoy listening to music. The barn doors have a speaker in each of them, and with them both open I can have full stereo sound. Some adult beverages and cooking dinner usually end the evening. Then off to la la land. Unless we have somewhere to go, we just laze around in the mornings. Brewing coffee is the first order of business, then business is the second order of business, of course. Breakfast slowly follows and a discussion of the upcoming events for the day after that. By about 9 we are prepared to seek out new adventures. Dance Hall rock was on the schedule. Dance Hall Rock is an interesting formation that makes a natural amphitheater. The rock got its name from the 19th century Mormon Settlers that used it to hold square dances. You can sit there and just imagine the sound of fiddles, guitars and banjos echoing throughout the canyon. Petticoats spinning, and girls giggling at young men courting their hearts out.
It always amazes me that even against insurmountable odds life finds a way to live. Located atop of Dance Hall Rock the area supports about a half dozen trees like this. The great photographer Guy Tal made this locale famous in his book Intimate Portraits of the Colorado Plateau.
Just
as the Mormon settlers did, this tree ekes out a living in this high
desert environment, persistent against the odds. This area is a great
place to explore, much like Mars would be, had there been trees. I took
my GPS and wandered all over these rocks, and made a loop back to the
van, by creating a waypoint and following the arrows. There were a few
sketchy places, and as you can see if you were to fall into one of these
holes it would be very difficult to get out, if not impossible had you
been alone. We definitely kept the dogs on leash. Our next stop would
be to find a camping spot, and according to the guide books, it would be
Sooner Rocks, one of the few permissible locations. The clouds were
building and blue sky was becoming scarce. The wind was biting, and not
much fun. The bottom of Sooner Rocks seemed the best place to camp,
but alas the few available camping spots were already taken.
We
chose a cool spot with a great view of a large monolith, but with the
wind blasting us it wasn't the best conditions to hang out in. We hiked
around a bit in the valley to escape the breeze and possibly look for
another spot. Eventually we threw in the towel and just retreated to
the van for shelter. We settled into our routine, save the campfire.
After dinner we decided to watch a movie on the iPad, and before we got
even half way through we were both asleep. A Tempurpedic mattress must
have been at fault for that. After completing our morning routine we
decided we'd check out the dinosaur tracks. The storm front had moved
out and the sun was shinning brightly. We followed the directions in
the guide book, which led us to a sign with some hand written
coordinates. I punched them into my GPS and we made our way up to a rock
shelf. Having arrived at our location we looked around, and around. No
tracks that we could see. We hiked and hiked, and returned to the
coordinates again. Hmm. Looking down we saw some white spots, which
could have been anything. I suppose the position of each of the spots
might resemble a walking pattern. Indeed. We were expecting some
semblance of a foot or toes, but were slightly disappointing to find a
series of spots. Not like any dinosaur prints I've seen before. I guess
they were baby dinosaur prints. Having spent the whole morning looking
at rocks, it was time to skeedadle to our next destination.
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| Peek-a-boo Canyon |
I'm not sure canyoneering is my forte. It was fun though. Once we returned to the van we found a dirt road off the main parking area and followed it to see where it might lead...perhaps a camp spot over that hill. And behold a small slick rock out cropping revealed a fire ring. You would think that a remote desert road might be replete with camping spots, but there were quite a few no camping signs at the trail heads and parking areas. Not that I would prefer to camp in those areas... Late afternoon was upon us and some high clouds started to move in. We set up camp, and started a fire with wood we had brought from home. It was rather barren terrain, and gathering wood only left us with a small pile of sticks. Fortunately this area was free range, and there were plenty of cow patties. Believe it or not dried cow patties burn pretty well, and act as a filler for the fire. Definitely the dried ones. You can try it at home. Sitting in camp usually entailed activities such as campfires, watching the dogs roam around smelling the scents, calling for them when they wander too far off, and yelling at them for eating something disgusting. They all love disgusting. I also enjoy listening to music. The barn doors have a speaker in each of them, and with them both open I can have full stereo sound. Some adult beverages and cooking dinner usually end the evening. Then off to la la land. Unless we have somewhere to go, we just laze around in the mornings. Brewing coffee is the first order of business, then business is the second order of business, of course. Breakfast slowly follows and a discussion of the upcoming events for the day after that. By about 9 we are prepared to seek out new adventures. Dance Hall rock was on the schedule. Dance Hall Rock is an interesting formation that makes a natural amphitheater. The rock got its name from the 19th century Mormon Settlers that used it to hold square dances. You can sit there and just imagine the sound of fiddles, guitars and banjos echoing throughout the canyon. Petticoats spinning, and girls giggling at young men courting their hearts out.
It always amazes me that even against insurmountable odds life finds a way to live. Located atop of Dance Hall Rock the area supports about a half dozen trees like this. The great photographer Guy Tal made this locale famous in his book Intimate Portraits of the Colorado Plateau.
Just
as the Mormon settlers did, this tree ekes out a living in this high
desert environment, persistent against the odds. This area is a great
place to explore, much like Mars would be, had there been trees. I took
my GPS and wandered all over these rocks, and made a loop back to the
van, by creating a waypoint and following the arrows. There were a few
sketchy places, and as you can see if you were to fall into one of these
holes it would be very difficult to get out, if not impossible had you
been alone. We definitely kept the dogs on leash. Our next stop would
be to find a camping spot, and according to the guide books, it would be
Sooner Rocks, one of the few permissible locations. The clouds were
building and blue sky was becoming scarce. The wind was biting, and not
much fun. The bottom of Sooner Rocks seemed the best place to camp,
but alas the few available camping spots were already taken.Escalante Loop Trip- Kodachrome Basin
Kodachrome Basin State Park, near Cannonville Utah, receives it's name from a 1948 National Geographic feature that appeared in the magazine in '49. The photographers named the area after the newly popular color film made by Kodak film company, largely due to the prevalent colors one can capture. Prior to their visitation the area had been only frequented by Native American and ranchers who used the area's basin to graze their livestock. The park received State Park status in 1962, but was renamed to Chimney Rock State park in fear of legal repercussions from the Kodak film company. Shortly after, the park was again renamed with permission from the company. I suppose they thought is would be a great idea to get free advertising. Some of the most interesting features found in the park aside from the arches were the sand pillars, called sand pipes. Their origin is thought to come from petrified and extinct geysers, which pushed up sediment and piled it into towers. Much like the tufas found at Mono Lake in the Californian Sierras, except they were not formed under water.
The hikes in and around the park are short, and one can hike a number of them in a day. Each of them offer a different destination and attraction. Some popular sites include Chimney Rock, Shakespeare Arch, and Ballerina Geyser. Stargazing is also popular as the park sees little light pollution. Grosvenor Arch (pronounced like Governor, but with a Gr.) is an intricate double arch located ten miles south east of the park down a dirt road. At the time we had visited, the road hadn't been opened from the winter snows, and the ranger was only prepared to offer only official statements on the conditions. The ranchers in the area had obviously been using the road, but I preferred to err on the side of caution and not press my luck by attempting it. It was a rather remote area, and a tow bill would surely carry a heavy price tag.
Above is a photo of Shakespeare Arch, and as you can see there was still snow on the ground at the time. This was an easy hike, and much more accessible than Grosvenor Arch. Another hike we did was called Cool Bend canyon hike. Much of it was along a stream bed and terminated in a cavern, where a water fall was said to exist. Well it probably flowed when there was heavy rain on snow cover, but for now it was barely a trickle. Not much in the way of photographic possibilities for the waterfall, but a creative photographer can find interest in many different places. The photo below was taken at the end of the trail near the cavern. I noticed the canyon had boxed and had some interesting features at each turn. I captured this image by setting my camera as low to the ground as possible, trying to encompass as much of a wide angle as possible. I set my camera on auto-bracket and set it on my day pack to prop it upward and at such an angle to capture the bend in the canyon. I used three exposures and blended them in Nik's HDR software. It was chosen as an Editor's Pick on the photography website Naturescapes.net.
Camping in the park is available, but we preferred to boon dock on some of the BLM roads nearby. Between three and four o'clock we like to start looking for some spots in the wild. Once we find a spot, preferably with a view, we start gathering wood for a fire. Here there was plenty of juniper available. This was ranch land, and open range for grazing. This also meant cow pies. We'll let the dogs explore a bit, under supervision, and then once they start dining on the cow pies it's time to tether them to the vehicle.
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| Kodachrome Basin State Park |
The hikes in and around the park are short, and one can hike a number of them in a day. Each of them offer a different destination and attraction. Some popular sites include Chimney Rock, Shakespeare Arch, and Ballerina Geyser. Stargazing is also popular as the park sees little light pollution. Grosvenor Arch (pronounced like Governor, but with a Gr.) is an intricate double arch located ten miles south east of the park down a dirt road. At the time we had visited, the road hadn't been opened from the winter snows, and the ranger was only prepared to offer only official statements on the conditions. The ranchers in the area had obviously been using the road, but I preferred to err on the side of caution and not press my luck by attempting it. It was a rather remote area, and a tow bill would surely carry a heavy price tag.
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| Shakespeare Arch |
Camping in the park is available, but we preferred to boon dock on some of the BLM roads nearby. Between three and four o'clock we like to start looking for some spots in the wild. Once we find a spot, preferably with a view, we start gathering wood for a fire. Here there was plenty of juniper available. This was ranch land, and open range for grazing. This also meant cow pies. We'll let the dogs explore a bit, under supervision, and then once they start dining on the cow pies it's time to tether them to the vehicle.
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
Escalante Loop Trip- Bryce
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