Showing posts with label Angel Peak Scenic Area. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Angel Peak Scenic Area. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 28, 2022

Alta Lakes, Colorado - September 2022

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September 14 - 20, 2022

After my wonderful Utah expedition in April of this year I was eager for my next trip. Life, however, intervened. It was just one thing after another and I'll spare you the gritty details. My schedule was clear to hit the road after Labor Day and I began preparations for camping in the San Juan Mountains of Colorado. Then I had to delay my departure by several days to let rain storms clear out. OK, now let's go...


Wednesday, September 14th

Angel Peak Scenic Area

My goal for this trip was Alta Lakes, south of Telluride, Colorado. The forecast indicated that one more day was needed for the rain to fully clear out, so I took off late in the afternoon with Angel Peak in northern New Mexico as my destination for the night. It's only about a 2-1/2 hour drive NW on US-550. There were thunderstorms nearby my route and I got to see a double rainbow as I was coming into Cuba. I arrived at Angel Peak near dark and set up at my favorite spot. This is my fourth and shortest stay. Click "Angel Peak Scenic Area" in the location column to the right if you want more story and many more photos.


Thursday, September 15th

I didn't waste any time in the morning. I snapped my obligatory campsite photo and hit the road. 

Angel Peak campsite


I took my usual shortcut across the Navajo agricultural lands to skip the traffic in Bloomfield and Farmington. Email if you want the route details.

Ship Rock

It was a sunny morning and the atmosphere was particularly clear due to yesterday's rains. It was a good morning to photograph Ship Rock, so when I came out on the highway formerly known as 666 I turned south instead of toward Colorado. I took the side road that leads to the air strip, stopping a couple of times on the narrow shoulder for photos. I think this one turned out particularly fine.

Ship Rock on the Navajo Nation

I turned around, headed to Shiprock and filled my gas tank. I drove north into Colorado stopping for tacos in Cortez before heading to Dolores and the San Juans. As I drove up the east fork of the Dolores River it was cloudy and dark, but no rain. I didn't stop for photos as there are plenty from earlier posts if you're interested.

Alta Lakes

I turned off onto Alta Lakes Road (Closed winters). It's nowhere near the worst road I've bumped over, and it's not technical at all, but it's a slow, tiring 45 minute drive. Not suitable for trailers and high clearance is a good idea, though a careful driver would be able to negotiate the road in a passenger car.

At the campground I wasn't surprised my favorite site was already taken, as was the site I considered #2. In looking around for an alternative I couldn't help but notice that a number of the sites had a large mud puddle in the middle of where you'd park your vehicle. Evidence of all the rain in the last several days. I found a site with a dry, level spot for my camper. It was a little closer to the chemical toilets than I'd have preferred, but otherwise wasn't bad and not too awfully far from the lake.

My first night's campsite - you can just see the lake through the trees

After setting up I wandered a bit, took a few photos, then scurried for the camper when a light shower came through. Later I walked through the campground and stopped to talk to the two couples who were camped in my favorite spot. Very nice folks. I asked how long they were staying, if they didn't mind my asking. "We're leaving in the morning," they replied. I expressed a desire to move to their site when they left, which they were fine with, and they told me they'd probably leave around 9:30 in the morning. I asked if anyone else had enquired and metaphorically called "dibs."

Lower Alta Lake with Palmyra Peak in the background

There were wonderful sunset colors on Palmyra Peak and reflected in the lake.

Beautiful color near sundown

The campground was very busy on this Thursday night with lots of folks looking for sites. I think a few people stretched the rules a bit on where it was legit to camp. I certainly ended up with a lot of neighbors and some were not exactly quiet. I learned many campers were here for the Telluride Blues & Brews festival. 


Friday, September 16th.

In last year's Alta Lakes post, I go into much more detail, so read that post, as well, if you are interested in coming to this spectacular location.

Male first year Red Crossbill molting into adult plumage - getting a drink in a puddle

I was able to move my camp to my favorite spot. I love this campsite. It has a commanding view of the lower lake, the surrounding forest, and the dramatic surrounding mountains -- the best view of any of the sites. It is also fairly level and I can park where the sun shines on my rooftop solar panels for much of the day, yet there is shade around the site and trees to enjoy. Sitting in my comfortable chair I can bask in the beautiful view for hours letting all cares of civilization slip away.

The photo below is not from my campsite, but from one of my wanders along the lake.

I loved the tranquil beauty of the shoreline.

That afternoon another FWC pop-up camper, a Hawk model, pulled into the site just past mine. That evening I saw they were building a campfire so I brought them the few pieces of wood that had been left at my site. K & J are from Fresno, and although they have had their camper for a little while, they were on their longest camping trip so far and were stopping at all their bucket-list locations. We had a pleasant conversation about camping and our campers as we enjoyed the campfire.


Saturday, September 17th


Dawn clouds reflecting in the lake

Looking up at my campsite from the lakeshore

Mostly cloudy again this morning, but no rain at least. I spent the morning enjoying the view and jumping up, from time to time, to try (mostly unsuccessfully) to photograph various of the wild birds that were flitting all around.

This little chipmunk paused to allow a photograph

A ubiquitous Junco posed for a moment

Once it warmed up the damselflies came out to bask in the sun.

In the afternoon I hiked up to and around what's called the upper lake, but is really the middle lake. I didn't even realize it was there last year until I saw the spherical panaroma taken by my drone. It was an easy hike, though if you are unacclimated to higher elevations, you might want to take it easy. Alta Lakes is at 11,300 feet elevation. The road to the upper lake is only for residents of the few summer homes and The Observatory lodge (which was apparently rented out to a wedding party this weekend).

The upper (middle) lake

A view of my campsite from across the lower lake (at 70mm)

That evening I met C & B, an interesting young couple from Denver, tent camping from their Jeep in the next site. They'd moved from Maryland within the last two years to be closer to all the wonderful outdoors opportunities we enjoy in the west. We had a delightful conversation about camping sites and scenic locations.


Sunday, September 18th

There was a little color in the dawn sky today.

Early morning light

I tried my hand at more wildlife photography around the campsite with better success than yesterday.

Northern Flicker

Mountain Chickadee

Pine Siskin - there was a whole flock flitting around a tree that had fallen over into the lake

Gray Jays (aka Whiskey Jack) are not shy, but difficult for me to photograph

A Paddle-tailed Darner in an extremely rare moment of repose

I took my M2P up for a short aerial photography session. I took a spherical panorama, but the one I took last year is a bit better, so I'll link it here instead of the new one.



Alta Townsite


In the afternoon I hiked down to the Alta Townsite. (The road to the lake goes right through the townsite, but a hike is much more pleasant endeavor.) I'd seen on my map there is an official trail from the campground to the townsite. I'd also noticed small trails leading off the ridge behind my campsite that I thought might meet up with the actual trail. I walked down one of those and thought I was doing good as it turned in the right direction once off the slope, but then it disappeared. I kept going in the same direction, overland, and after a bit came to the real trail. I recommend you take the official trail all the way.

First glimpse of the townsite from the trail

It is a lovely trail alongside a bit of a running brook. It comes out on the old Boomerang Road (now closed to motor vehicles) just north of the township. I wandered around the ghost town taking photos and admiring the view. Apparently there was not mine here, rather this was where the workers at the Gold King Mine lived. More info just below.

The magnificent view of Sunshine Mountain from Alta Townsite
Lizard Head is on the left; Wilson Peak on the right

Alta Townsite

The hike back up the trail to the campground was again beautiful and I confess to stopping a number of times to catch my breath. The terminus of the trail is just before where the road turns off into the campground. There are a few other trails in the area; the Boomerang trail is suitable for hiking or biking and leads to trails in the Telluride Ski Area.

The trail from the townsite back to the campground

Farther up the trail almost to the campground

Alta Lakes

There were nice colors on the surrounding peaks this evening.

Sunset colors - a two photo composite to give you an extra-wide view


Monday, Sept 19th


I wish I could say I didn't take a bunch of photos of the lake this morning, but I'll spare you all but one of those. I attempted more bird photos, but none of those are worth sharing, either.

A view of the lower lake looking toward the dam

I was in no rush to pack up, even though I was leaving today. Yesterday I'd requested a weather forecast via my inReach satellite communicator, and it indicated that rain was going to move into the mountains, maybe tonight, but certainly by tomorrow. I thought I'd move to one of the sites I'd planned as an alternate for the trip. Either up on the ridge between the two forks of the Dolores River, or down in the valley of the west fork.

On the drive down I noticed a spur road I had neither seen last time nor on my drive up this time. The acute angle of the junction is such that it is difficult to see while driving up the road. It looked like it was open and not marked private. In looking at Google Maps satellite view at home I can see a pond labelled Wild Boy Lake. There is evidence of vehicle wear and likely dispersed camping. In searching if there was camping allowed there I came across this NFS Alta Lakes Recreation Area Master Plan document.

Published in December 2018, some of the suggested changes have been implemented, such as the Phase I modifications to Lower Alta Lakes camping area, but I'm unsure about the progress of the other changes. I suspect many will not see implementation any time soon. It does imply that dispersed camping is available around Wild Boy Lake. It may be restricted in future, though not eliminated. 

It also confirmed my observation of last year that there are a few dispersed camping spots in Gold King Basin. Those are accessible via a side road that takes off Alta Lakes Road less that a thousand feet before the entrance to the campground. My impression from the Master Plan is that they may formalize the campsites in Gold King Basin at some point. If you are interested in visiting the area the document is informative.

Dunton Road


I turned south on CO-145, then took the switchbacks up Dunton Road, about 5 miles south of Lizard Head Pass. I turned south on Eagle Creek Road that runs along the top of the ridge. I checked the dispersed campsites along there, most were taken by hunting camps, though one was open. I thought I'd check the sites lower, closer to the river, before making a decision on where to camp. 

I stopped at the Calico Trailhead parking area to use the vault toilet. I also flew my M2P up a few hundred feet to take photos and a panorama. What with the clouds the lighting was not good for photos. The panorama is mildly interesting and does give a good sense of the geography. That's Mount Wilson and you can just see Lizard Head to the right.



I returned to Dunton Road and continued west. I paused to briefly chat with a couple hunters camped right by the road. It is elk season, but they were unsuccessful so far. 

Mount Wilson north of Dunton Road

The short stretch of road between the Navajo Lake trailhead and the bridge across the West Dolores River is where I'd seen potential campsites during previous trips along the road. One site was definitely taken by hunters. The other good location had a car parked there, but no evidence of tents or camping gear.

I continued down to the the NFS Burro Bridge Campground. It is a clean, pleasant developed campground well above the river (no river access). Vault toilets and water are available. There are many corrals, as well. I saw three trucks with large camping trailers pull out as I pulled in. No one else was in the campground. Fee is $22 (half off with annual or senior pass.)

I decided instead to drive back up to look at the site where there had been a car parked. Luckily enough it was now gone. I drove off the road and up onto the meadow. I saw double-tracks that led farther up and around a corner where I discovered a very nice little site amidst the aspens. It looked like it would work out best if I backed in and stopped where I'd get some late afternoon sun on my solar panels, so I turned around and did exactly that. 

A pleasant afternoon in my campsite off Dunton Road.

I was now at around 9000' and the temperatures were in the mid 70s. I sat my chair under the trees and enjoyed the scenery while reading my book. The view was not spectacular like at Alta Lakes, but very verdant and easy on the eyes. Later I walked around and explored a bit. I was close enough to hear the road, but far enough back not to be able to see it. Very few vehicles drove by.


Tuesday, September 20th


I fully expected to wake up to clouds or even rain, but was greeted to clear blue sky and sun. After breakfast I packed up and headed south, down Dunton Road, stopping once or twice for photos. I quickly realized that the slopes of this entire upper valley were carpeted with aspen and made a note to myself to return here for a future autumn foliage trip. Nearly all the aspen were thick with green leaves, but a few gave a hint they were at least thinking of changing sometime soon.

There is another dispersed camping area off Dunton Road next to the river, just before you get to the Cold Creek Road junction north of Dunton. I hadn't checked it yesterday as I fully expected it to be full of hunters, but no one was there when I drove by.

Dunton Road - you can just see the road to the camping area described above

Just down the road is the trailhead to Geyser Spring
Photos and a short video from my 2015 trip

By the time I reached the lower valley and the pavement, high clouds were moving in. When I climbed out of Dolores and looked to the west I could see rain moving in. I was doing well to get out of the mountains when I did.

The rest of the trip was thankfully uneventful as I returned home via the same route as I had driven out on. I was most of the way home when a thunderstorm gave me a free car wash. And of course it was hot and dry once I pulled in my driveway.


Thanks for reading my blog and as a public service I'd like to remind everyone not to believe every datum you see in every map. Sometimes the map makers introduce "errors" to catch copyright thieves, sometimes they get it wrong, and probably more often the road has been closed or the campground has moved. Always check a local source if your route or destination is critical.

Tuesday, May 24, 2022

Spring Fling, UT - April 2022: Part 1

Bears Ears National Monument in Two Parts

April 26 - May 2, 2022


Preface

A year ago I asked my readers if anyone knew what was down Fry Canyon off UT-95, between Natural Bridges and the Colorado River. The road is about 12 miles west of the junction with UT-276. John from Arizona kindly replied that is was a very interesting place which he'd visited a number of times. We exchanged several emails. He described Radium King & Moss Back Roads and the interesting terrain & geology. I navigated to the area in Google Earth, looked around at ground level, and got quite excited by the potential. 

I wanted to go last fall, but John warned all the bentonite clay soils made the roads impassible when wet, and the forecast was chancy. I hoped this spring would be my opportunity as the forecast was dry, dry, dry. I shouldn't need to remind regular blog visitors that there is very little shade in these mid-elevation Utah landscapes. The piƱon and juniper trees are just not tall enough as you can see from my photos. Spring and Fall are the times to visit and camp. Winter is chancy as at 6000 to 7000 feet elevation it will be cold indeed during the night, and snow is not unheard of.

He had also mentioned Burch Canyon Road as interesting. I saw that there were backroads beyond Burch Canyon that ran northwest roughly parallel to UT-95 though BLM lands along ridges and canyons that looked worth exploring. I knew no one who had been that way, but the roads looked OK in the satellite images, so I was determined find out. I'd do that loop first as it was higher in elevation and the weather forecast had the warmer temperatures early in the week. When it cooled off I'd explore lower down.


Part 1 of 2

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Tuesday, April 26th

Angel Peak Scenic Area

I again chose to only drive as far as BLM's Angel Peak Recreation Area in northern New Mexico the first day. This spot is a few miles off US-550, south of Bloomfield. It is situated on the edge of a plateau and overlooks the eponymous Angel Peak and the banded colors of the badlands below. My previous blog posts on Angel Peak contain more details and more photos. I also have a spherical panorama that gives a sense of the location. 

A short first day also allows me to finishing my packing in the morning without trying to rush. I left the house about 3:30pm and arrived about 6pm. I drove through the official campground and, as usual, the sites with a view of the peak and badlands were taken. I drove back to the excellent site where I camped last time along the road to "The Cliffs Picnic Area".

My campsite at The Cliffs

Before setting up I walked the short distance to the picnic area where there are tables under ramadas and a vault toilet. I saw a pickup truck and "baby" Airstream camped at one of the tables. As I was admiring the view an older couple (though probably younger than me) and their very enthusiastically friendly dog said hello. This was Dane and his wife (whose name went in one ear and out the other, sorry) are from Wyoming, near the north entrance to Yellowstone. They love the southwest and make a trek down every year. They were camped here as the campground at Chaco Canyon was full, which is par for the course (reservations are recommended.) We enjoyed swapping stories for a little while before I returned to my camper and set up. It was a cloudy evening, so I didn't take many photos, but the wind was mild.


Wednesday, April 27th

Angel Peak (continued)

The light wasn't that great for photos this morning, so I only took a few and am only posting this one. 

View north from my campsite showing the badlands and the oil rigs & roadways

I packed up and hit the road just after 9am, headed north on US-550. I took my usual Bloomfield/Farmington bypass route (drop me a line if you want details,) US-64 west into Arizona, then north from Red Mesa to Montezuma Creek.  I topped off my tank at White Mesa on US-191 before heading west on UT-95.


Burch Canyon Road

Lower Burch Canyon Road. The gentleman driving the Jeep apologized for ruining my photo; "Not at all I,"  replied. "I'll just add to the caption: Jeep for scale."

I took the turn-off toward Natural Bridges after crossing Cedar Mesa. The first dirt road one comes to leads up to Elk Ridge. The second dirt road to the right has a sign for Deer Flat; this is Burch Canyon Road. Burch Canyon is the larger of the two canyons which comprise Natural Bridges NM, the second is Deer Canyon. The first few miles has many dispersed campsites. Many of these sites fill up with Natural Bridges campground overflow, but as you drive farther the sites become nicer and slightly less likely to be taken. However, once you make a sharp turn around the end of the first white sandstone canyon there are no more sites. 

A partial view of the Bears Ears behind the bluff.

Fringed Puccoon blooming along the road.

The road is generally in good shape and easy. The final climb affords the best view of the canyon complex and is quite scenic. The last section has very steep climbs, is narrow, and with a drop off right there. 

Deer Canyon in the foreground; Burch Canyon beyond. Both feed into Natural Bridges NM.
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Deer Flat

Once on top the terrain opens up. You are now headed NE on Deer Flat Road. The flat is mostly sagebrush and clump grasses. There were a few spring wildflowers. The road then reenters piƱon/juniper woodlands.

Deer Flat with Wooden Shoe Buttes in the background.

Arrowleaf Balsamroot.

Tiny flowers on Spiny Phlox.


Wooden Shoe Road

I passed the left turn labeled as Wooden Shoe Road, which was my ultimate travel direction, but first I wanted to look for a campsite in the lee of Wooden Shoe Buttes as the wind was picking up. I went straight, which is the eastern section of Wooden Shoe Road, CR-256. However, my maps didn't seem to match where I was traveling, they didn't match each other either. In retrospect I should have been using one of my GPS enabled maps on my phone, but the way seemed straight-forward. I thought I was going around The Heel Butte, but was actually going around The Toe. I was on Wooden Shoe Road, so I wasn't lost. I came out where I expected, so no problem. If you look at Google Maps it shows lots of roads that are not really there or are not suitable for highway vehicles.

The Bears Ears seen from Wooden Shoe Road.

The road curved toward the southeast. The slopes leading toward Dark Canyon were thick with scrub oak that had not put out leaves for the season. There were no campsites, zero. I finally found one, just before the national forest boundary. It was a lovely green meadow beneath mature pine trees and a view of a butte. Unfortunately, due to the terrain it was too much of a wind tunnel than I would wish to subject myself to. 

Mature pines shading a lovely campsite.

Tiny flowers cover the ground.

I continued on into the forest and down the side road to Wooden Shoe trailhead, but there were no suitable campsites. In a pinch I suppose you could camp at the trailhead, but as it was only 3pm I turned around and headed back the way I'd come.

I made the turn onto west Wooden Shoe Road, CR-256, which I would follow the rest of the day. The road was interesting in parts with views off the ridge and at other times just a road though the pine/piƱon forest. The road was in good condition overall, though there were a few bumpy spots. There were no campsites. There were cattle ponds. I kept following the most traveled path at junctions. The side roads, some of which I peeked down, were in poor condition and gave no indication of possibly having good campsites. The road began to take on a straighter NW orientation and dropping in altitude. At close to it's northern most point there is a spur to a landing strip, which I also didn't take.


Lost Canyon

The road turned southerly with red cliffs and ridges on the left and open canyons bordered with Cedar Mesa sandstone on the right. There were wide vistas far to the west. I spotted a large flock of PiƱon Jays moving though the trees, calling out to one another. The road was now well out of the pines and into the junipers. Approximately 5 miles after turning south, right where the road makes a sharp curve west was a slab of sandstone reaching out to the road on the inside of the curve. There was evidence of previous campers in the form of rock fire rings.

Lost Canyon campsite with my chair set up on the "patio."

I pulled off there and surveyed the site. It was beautiful. It was near the head of a white sandstone canyon surrounded on three sides by high cliffs of layered, red sandstone a thousand or so feet away affording an effective wind break. The sandstone on which I parked was enclosed by vibrant piƱons and junipers, though there were also the inevitable dead trees one now sees everywhere in the drought stricken west. Far off on the horizon, mountains could just be seen through the thick haze. These were the Henry Mountains and the nearby Little Rockies. Through a gap in the distant cliffs I later discovered a glimpse of Jacob's Chair Butte.

Orange Sunburst Lichen—about 6 inches across—growing on the sandstone.

It was 6pm. It was a very long day of driving, but I was rewarded with nature's beauty. I got set up by 7 and wandered around the immediate area looking down into the canyon and generally admiring the scenery. I set out my chair and enjoyed a little bit of a sunset over the Henry Mountains at 8pm.

Sunset over the Henry Mountains.

 

Thursday, April 28th

Lost Canyon (continued)

My Benchmark road atlas called this Long Canyon, but several sources I've checked from home confirm it is named Lost Canyon.

Westerly morning view from my campsite across to the Henry Mountains.

Nature's bonsai, a piƱon growing from a small pocket in the sandstone.

It was a beautiful morning with a few clouds, though the haze was still pronounced along the horizon. It was chilly enough I set my camp chair in the sun to relax and enjoy my morning coffee. Ah, it felt good. I took a few photos around camp, including two with my telephoto lens. In retrospect, I should have taken the extension tube off for the Henry Mountains photo, or at lest framed it a bit better. Oh, well.

The back of Jacob's Chair Butte from my campsite using a telephoto lens.

Mt. Hillers of the Henry Mountains seen from my campsite.

There was no doubt in my mind I would stay the day here to recover from my drive and the several days effort to mount my camper and prepare for the season. Seems preparations took a bit more out of me this year. It can't be because I'm getting old, no, perhaps I just sat on my butt too much last winter. I'll do better next year.

A Colorado Rubberplant growing from a crack in the rock.

Around 9am I took my drone up lest the winds pick back up in the afternoon. I took some photos and video. Here is a photo showing the beauty of my campsite, Jacob's Chair, Lost Canyon, and the far off mountains. The canyon looks more shallow than it is due to the angle of the photo. Not that it is that deep here near its head. I'm guessing it is about 20' deep at my campsite, then it drops off a ledge and is maybe 30' deep. Looked like there were places someone younger and more agile would have little trouble getting in and out. I figured I could get down, but might never get back out!

Aerial view of my campsite, Lost Canyon, Jacob's Chair, and the Henry Mountains.

A good sense of the entire area is provided by this spherical panorama. The light was challenging, especially toward the sun, so please ignore the seam in the sky. If your browser has a problem displaying the panorama, such as the Full-Screen icon not working, click this link to view on the Kuula site.



After lunch I took a modest hike up a dry wash to get a closer look at the cliffs to the east. I was able to walk around a few of the obstacles, but finally had to give up as my agility was not up to the terrain. I returned to camp for more relaxing!

View looking up the dry wash toward the cliffs.

A blooming Double Bladderpod plant seen on my hike up the wash.

There were several birds vocalizing around camp. One was singing often across the canyon, but never came close for a look. There was a flycatcher that came through. His call was much like an Ash-throated specie. I did get a good photo which had me scratching my head as his chest and belly was so white, but studying the books there really is no alternative ID.

Ash-throated Flycatcher

At some point in the afternoon, a few desultory cattle came walking up the road. They seemed shocked to see my camper and stopped dead in their tracks. It took them a quite a while to decide I was no threat and resume their trek. It appears to be a harsh land for cattle with little forage. I took no photos of the sun-baked beasts.

Looking back at my campsite from the canyon rim.

A pretty sunset to bring a close to a lovely day.

Sunset as seen from my campsite.


Friday, April 29th

Lost Canyon and Wooden Shoe Road (continued)

I enjoyed a leisurely morning soaking up the beauty of the area. I broke camp and got on the road about 10:30am. From here Wooden Shoe Road runs NW along the area between a ridge on the west and Lost Canyon on the east. The vegetation went from desert woodlands to bushes to scrub to low plants and native grasses. There were a few flowers beginning to bloom, too. There were a couple of Fremont's Barberry next to the road that were more heavily laden with blossoms than I'd ever seen. 

Fremont's Barberry blooming alongside the road.

A closer view of the profusion of blossoms.

Here is where I stopped to photograph the Barberry. Note the smooth road surface--this is typical for this entire stretch. There seemed to be a few dispersed campsites long this stretch of the road, but I didn't stop to check them out.

Stopped to photograph the barberry plants.

Stopped again here to photograph the flowers and the sandstone cliffs.

White-stemmed Evening Primrose blooming in the morning light.

For what it's worth, the entire time I was driving on Burch Canyon and Wooden Shoe Roads I saw not one single person. The entire time I was camped at Lost Canyon only two ATVs, traveling together, passed my campsite. When I reached Sun Dance trailhead there was one SUV driving out and several vehicles parked. I didn't see another vehicle or person until I came out on UT-95.

Looking back toward this butte along the road.


Sun Dance Trailhead

A Western Wallflower posed alongside the road to the trailhead.

About an hour after starting out I saw a sign pointing down a side road for the Sun Dance trailhead, 1 mile. I decided to explore. There is quite a bit of exposed sandstone in the roadbed leading to the trailhead, so the going was very slow. High clearance is recommended, though I saw compact SUVs parked at the trailhead. 

View northwest from San Dance Trailhead.

If you chose to visit, be aware that Google Maps and other sources show the road going much, much farther than a street legal vehicle can go. In fact, while I was there looking around I didn't even see tracks going farther. And I cannot see any sign of a road in the photos I took. There were about a half dozen vehicles parked at the trailhead on a large sandstone bench.

Vehicles parked at Sun Dance Trailhead

PiƱon and Paintbrush

The views toward Dark Canyon and the Colorado River were dramatic. You could, if you wished, proceed (very slowly) about 50' farther along the sandstone where there was evidence of previous campsites. The views would be great as long as you didn't mind the parked cars and trucks in the foreground. There was also evidence of poor human hygiene practices, there being no toilet at the trailhead, so keep that in mind, too.

Canyon view from near the trailhead.

The same view, but farther back from the sandstone rim.

Sundrops, not primrose.

I enjoyed the view while having lunch, then drove slowly back to Wooden Shoe Road and proceeded westerly. There are number of intersecting and branching unmarked roads, but the "main" route was easily determined as it was the only one showing signs of traffic. The main road merges with Fortknocker Canyon Road and takes that name.


View along Wooden Shoe Road.

Looking northerly from Wooden Shoe Road

Junction just over the rise. Don't know if this is Fortknocker Canyon Road, or not.


White Canyon North Road

I finally came to a junction where both directions looked equally well traveled. The map showed both reaching UT-95. The northwest route enters Glen Canyon NRA. It may be slightly shorter before it gets to pavement, but the southeast route both looked more interesting and came out farther south on 95, which was my intended travel direction. So I turned southerly on White Canyon North Road (not that any of these backroads are marked or signed.)

Along White Canyon North Road.


These white flagstones had naturally washed down to form this "path."


Looking southerly toward UT-95.

White Canyon, Red Canyon, not the most original names and White Canyon looked pretty red to me. There were some interesting rock formations and views. The road was in good condition, as were all the roads I drove on this loop. I took a few photos before reaching the highway.

Interesting cliffs along White Canyon North Road.


Trip Continues in Part Two