Showing posts with label Capitol Reef NP. Show all posts
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Friday, June 16, 2023

Late Spring Utah - May 2023: Part 3

Part 3 of 4

Cathedral Valley, Hanksville Dinosaur Quarry, Poison Springs Canyon

May 18th (continued from part 2; go to Part 1)

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Capitol Reef National Park

From Boulder Mountain UT-12 drops down into sunny Torrey where I filled my tank for the next leg of my journey. My thoughts were on a return to Cathedral Valley and the weather looked promising. I phoned the Capitol Reef National Park information line and got the latest road conditions—good to go. I drove east on UT-24 and into the park. I had thought maybe I'd drive into the park and drive Grand Wash Road, which I'd missed previously, and maybe take a short hike. But once I turned off the highway at the visitor center I changed my mind. It was a circus in the park with all the cars, trucks, RVs, buses, pedestrians, bikes, and what not. I did spot a couple pop-up campers, and we exchanged waves, but I turned around and got the heck out of Dodge as quick as I could.

I turned back east on the highway exercising caution around the various attractions with their tourist traffic. The road reports didn't mention an issue with the ford on the Fremont River, but I checked out the flow as I drove down the highway anyway.


Hartnet Road

I turned off the highway at Hartnet Road and drove the short distance to the ford. It looked fine, so I ventured across. [The park service cautions that the Cathedral Valley loop is strictly 4WD/high-clearance.] I decided to stop in the shade along the road beneath a cottonwood tree for lunch before venturing into the desert. I set out my little table and my Home Depot bucket with its padded seat.

My picnic spot in the Fremont River bosque.

Many of my readers know about WanderTheWest.com - an interesting and informative forum for campers, most of whom have pop-up truck campers. Many years ago one of the moderators offered bumper stickers and I had applied one to the back of the camper. It just has the tent logo and the letters WTW. Never got any comment about it. As I was having lunch a white pickup with a pop-up camper came through the ford and stopped next to me. The driver yelled out "Wander the West!" Wow, cool.

I walked over and had a short chat with the gentleman and his wife in their full-size pickup with ATC pop-up camper. He introduced himself and I recognized his name and face; I introduced myself to Vic. Thought at first I'd met him at a meet-up, but he assured me I had not. He thought I just recognized him from the forum where he uses his picture as his avatar. A very cool meeting. They drove on ahead and I finished my lunch.

After climbing out of the river valley the land quickly gets interesting.
Double-wide exposure pano—click for a larger version.

A rugged canyon off to the right side of the road.

As I drove north I couldn't help but see the clouds building and there was even a rain storm to the northeast. I crossed my fingers. The road was in pretty good shape though there were quite a number of places where it crossed an arroyo or even continued along the bottom for a short while. The bottom was a fine gravel, very moist from previous rain. I used 4WD as a precaution and kept my momentum up. It was definitely shifty under tire and sometimes there was a ledge on either side. I did drive through a couple of small rain showers. These isolated storms were moving across the area from NW to SE.

The rain clouds were getting closer as I entered the Bentonite Hills.

I skipped the Lower South Desert Overlook road, as I'd done it before and recalled it was a few miles long. I wanted to make sure I got to the official campground while there were still sites available. It has only 6 sites and is first-come. I did, however, turn off for the Upper South Desert Overlook as it was within sight of the "main" road.

As I pulled into the tiny parking area I found my newly met friends already parked. There is a tall hill as part of the overlook and I could see Vic and his wife at the very top. By the time I walked to the lower overlook they had made it down. We got to talking again about camping and travels when suddenly Vic had a eureka moment. He'd misheard me when we'd introduced ourselves. Now he realized he knew who I was. He is a regular reader of this blog and has used my adventures as take off points for his own travels. What makes this small-world moment even more amazing to my mind is that he drove down from his home in Canada. We enjoyed more conversation before they headed on out. They were going to do the whole loop before returning to Fruita where they were staying in a double campsite with relatives. It's great fun, and gratifying, to meet my audience while on the road—it's only happened a couple of times.

The expansive view from the lower overlook.
Double-wide exposure pano—click for a larger version.

Cathedral Valley Campground

When I pulled into the campground I was delighted that the site I'd hoped for was open. When I was last here one of my new friends from the previous days' S.U.W.A.  meet-up was camped in this site. It features a short path to the edge of the bluff with an overview of Cathedral Valley itself. Three of the other sites were occupied when I pulled in and by the evening all would be full. I set up camp.


It was a windy afternoon and evening, but my site was somewhat shielded from the worst. I made a point of making it to my "private" overlook for the golden hour to take pictures. There were quite a few clouds moving across the sky, so lighting was hit or miss. I probably spent about 90 minutes trying to get good light. I'm not always so patient. 

I think of this as the main cathedral complex of the valley.

This is a larger view of Cathedral Valley proper.

And finally, a dramatic view of the eastern end of the valley in the last of the sunlight.


Friday May 19

Cathedral Valley (continued)

The morning started mostly sunny, which was very nice to see. My plan for the day was to head out via Cathedral Valley proceeding easterly. If I timed things right I hoped to reach the highway and scoot up toward Hanksville in time to make the 1pm tour at the Hanksville-Burpee Dinosaur Quarry. BLM announced tours three times a day during the week and twice on Saturday for two weeks in May and one in June (skipping Memorial Day week.)

Cathedral Valley Road

I descended the switchbacks below the campground into the valley. I took pictures of the "cathedrals" from the various angles provided by the path of the road. I again enjoyed the wildflowers; a recurring theme this trip.

Photo of the main cathedrals taken as I started down the switchbacks.
You can see the road farther along in the lower right as it crosses the valley.

An "end view" of the two cathedrals seen in the photo previous to this one.
There was a short path to this view point.

Looking upstream from an arroyo. Notice all the lava rocks rounded by eons of tumbling.

The road crossed a number of arroyos. These were generally narrower with steeper banks than on Hartnet Road. High clearance definitely required as even I dragged my behind in one. There was also an evidence of recent water in many, probably from the storms I saw moving through the afternoon before. There were clouds developing above the snow capped mountains to the west, but most of the sky was clear.

Looking back at the main cathedral complex.




There were lots of lupine around, as well. This one was in a small wash; note the moist soil.





The Temples and Glass Mountain

I turned off onto the short side road to visit the Temples of the Sun and Moon even though I wasn't all that impressed with them my previous trip. That could have been because it was about a million degrees that afternoon. Much nicer this morning. There was a junction with a small sign I hadn't noticed last trip, "Glass Mountain", pointing to the right. Hmmm, I'll check that out first. I soon came to a small loop and to the side was a strange lump. I asked a man standing beside his pickup "Is that Glass Mountain?" "Yes," he replied, "it's much more interesting from the other side." And was he ever right.

Glass Mountain with a human for scale. Really more of a lump than a mountain.

Temples of the Sun and Moon arise behind the Glass Mountain.

I took a number of photos and chatted with another visitor and we speculated what the heck this was. It looked like sheets of soft crystal had been broken up into chunks, stirred up in all directions and orientations, then smushed tightly together to form this hump.

A closer view of the gypsum crystals.

The globemallows were growing every where.

About the time I was going to leave a large SUV came in with "Waterpocket Adventure Company" on the doors. The visitor I had been talking with asked the man who stepped out of the truck about the glass mountain. I overheard him saying that it was composed of gypsum crystals and geologists were not exactly certain on how it formed, but that gypsum as it crystalizes changes direction as it grows, so the haphazard took to the formation was its natural growth. The knowledgable guide was showing two clients the area. He was the owner/operator of a tour company that provides a number of different tours around the Capitol Reef area with a speciality in geology.

He also explained that the Temples, as with the other formations in Cathedral Valley, were built from thin, alternating layers of Entrada sandstone and much softer siltstone overlain by the marine Curtis formation*. This explains their appearance. He sounded like an interesting guide should you be looking for a hosted day adventure.

[* actually, I didn't remember him saying all this, but filled in the details from a USGS paper on the area I found online. ]

Temples of the Sun, foreground, and Temple of the Moon

I returned to the main loop road and continued. I came through some bentonite hills and saw an older gentleman metaphorically scratching his head. I pulled alongside to see if he needed help. He asked if he was on the right road to find the Temple of the Sun. I assured him he was and they were not far up the road. I laughed and said the first time I visited I had to stop and ask someone coming out if I was on the right road, too. The east entrance is a bit more ambiguous than the west due to there being some side roads.

A globe of Evening Primrose along the roadside.

I passed through one more section of rocky undulating terrain, then was approaching UT-24 near Caineville. My GPS said I was about 15 miles to the turn-off for the quarry. The lady at the BLM office said it was 8 miles from the highway and to allow about 25 minutes. I was cutting it close, but thought I'd make the 1pm tour just in time.


A note on camping in Cathedral Valley. The NPS is quick to point out camping is only allowed in the one campground and I don't suggest you ignore this prohibition. However, much of Hartnet Road leading in (or out, depending) is not within the park, but is BLM land where you are allowed to camp providing you adhere to their commonsense dispersed camping regulations. I did see a couple of double-tracks off Hartnet Road where you might find camping, though I didn't explore those, and they might be risky. Close to the campground is Polk Creek Road which comes in from the national forest. Not far past the gate on Polk Creek Road, which marks the park boundary, is a dispersed camping area according to my sources. However, on this trip the gate was reported locked by the park service as the road beyond was still under seasonal closure. There are a number of roads off Cathedral Valley Road on the north (east) side. Exercise good judgement on any of these side roads as it may be a long time before anyone else comes along to help dig you out. There is one obvious site on the main road, west of the Temples turn-off (you can even see it from a satellite map.) 


Hanksville Dinosaur Quarry

Heading east on UT-24 I nearly missed the junction even though I had it marked in my GPS. I was warned there was no road sign for Cow Dung Road, which is the turn-off. The quarry had put up their own sign, but I didn't see it until I'd already turned off. Their sign is green, about 3' wide by 5' tall (not that big if you are going the speed limit) and sits on a small knoll just east of the turn-off. It is hard to make out what it says, but there is a bright yellow arrow mid-way down that points north, toward the quarry and a small, unpainted board under the sign which read "OPEN."


The road travels through sandstone, salt flats, and bentonite hills - the very picture of a Utah desert. The going was slow as you have to watch out for inverted speed bumps, i.e., nearly invisible erosion troughs crossing the road. I passed the Mars Desert Research Station that I'd heard rumors of before. I'd take a photo on the way out. I was really beginning to think I'd drive forever when the road finally arrived at the dig. There was a rail fence with cars parked up to it and two chemical toilets. 


Inside the fenced area was a blue tarp pavilion with a number of folks sitting in camp chairs underneath. It was a couple of minutes past 1pm and I thought these were the other people out for the tour. When I stepped under the awning all heads turned toward me and I said "I hope I'm not too late." "Nope, right on time," someone said to the amusement of all. Seems I was the only one there for the tour and everyone else was part of the crew finishing their lunch in the shade.

Hudson, an intern of the Hanksville-Burpee Dinosaur Quarry, offered to show me around. We started with the area he was working and he explained the pneumatic tools everyone was using—a micro jackhammer device like a vibrating ice pick—to carefully separate the fossilized bones from the surrounding matrix. The sound of the gasoline powered air-compressors to run the tools was a constant. I'll spare you the names of the species and the types of bones as I remember very little to be honest. He explained how every bone was recorded as to position and orientation.

You can see the pneumatic pick in the hand of the man in the dark blue shirt.

Dinosaur bone fossils

Every angular black stone on this random piece of ground is a dinosaur bone.

However, I do remember that the entire area is filled with bones. That this was a Jurassic stream and many dinosaurs washed up here, especially young ones. Hudson pointed to the ground where dark, jagged stones were actually a piece of bone. Looking carefully you could see the pores. Pretty amazing.

A spacial record is kept of the in situ location of every single bone excavated.


A view to the northwest from the quarry. This whole area is full of bones according to Hudson.

Hudson also said that they were always happy to give folks who drove out a tour. You don't have to come at any specific time of day. I'd say look for that green sign near the highway and if the "OPEN" board is up, you can probably get a tour. They only work the quarry for about 6 weeks every year, May and early June. I was told when they leave for the season, they cover all their work in progress so fossil hunters wouldn't be able to find the excavations.

As I drove away I stopped a couple of times to take photos, including the Mars Desert Research Station where they apparently practice "living and exploring" on Mars.

Are we on Mars? Or maybe only in Utah.

On the way out a glimpse of the north end of the Henry Mountains.

When I got back to the highway I drove into Hanksville to top off my gas tank. Then I drove south on UT-95 following the coordinates I'd programmed into my GPS for the junction with Poison Springs Canyon Road.


Poison Springs Canyon Road

The day had stayed clear and it was quite warm. Although the highway intersection is not marked, there is a wooden BLM sign a short way down the dirt road cautioning the road is high-clearance 4WD and giving distances to various landmarks/destinations. As I left the highway a wide vista opened up. I don't know if this rising feature has a name. On an old USGS geological map it is simply labeled "Canyon Lands." Seems reasonable as it's in the general direction of Canyonlands National Park and The Labyrinth.

Road to Canyon Lands.

The road then dropped down into the canyon which had pink sandstone walls. The road followed the bottom and had been graded once upon a time. It was surprisingly rough and bumpy. None of the videos I'd watched mentioned this aspect. I could barely make 5mph. 

Going slow enough to spy this Spiny Desert Lizard.

An early section of canyon with a blooming Cliff Rose.


That's water to the left side of the road. The road itself can become inundated.

It was an interesting canyon, but not unique and not quite up to the praise of the YouTube review I watched, IMHO. Before the trip I had scoped out two possible campsites and entered their coordinates in my GPS. It took the longest time to limp only a couple of miles to the first spot where I found many vehicles already camped. About this time ATVs started to come out where they'd been exploring farther in. The next possible campsite, which hadn't looked as nice as this one, was over 5 miles farther. I felt no inclination to drive that far on this awful road (especially since I'd then have to drive it again on the way out.) I did go a bit farther just to see a little more, found some blooming cacti, then turned around to head out. Many more ATVs passed as I made my way out. Still, if you drive a vehicle that does well on rocky roads you may enjoy the canyon.

This is where I turned around.

Close-up of one of the blossoms in the previous photo.

Go to Part 4 for the Henry Mountains and Red Canyon.

Monday, October 17, 2016

Hell's Backbone, Spencer Flat, Natural Bridges, and Comb Wash - September 2016: Part 4

Southern Utah - September 2016
Spectacular Switchbacks, a Secret (Camp) Site, and Hidden Splendor

Part 4 of 4:
Hell's Backbone Road, Spencer Flat, Natural Bridges, and Comb Wash


Tuesday, September 20th (continued from Part 3)


Click on any photo to see larger versions - highly recommended!

Boulder


I thought I might stop in Boulder for lunch, but first I wanted to see if I could find the reported Escalante National Monument visitor center. It took driving through town and back to notice the sign - the VC is inside the building that hosts Anasazi State Park. Inside I found the information counter with a small sign saying "Sorry We Missed You" and advising visiting the interagency visitor center in the town of Escalante. There were maps, brochures, and a permit pad at the desk, so I guess that covers most needs.

I wanted to ask about the approaching rain and condition of Hell's Backbone Road that I'd heard about and was interested in exploring. The state park building did have good, free wifi, but I wanted local information. I lucked out as a state park ranger wandered within view. I asked him about the rain and where I had hoped to drive. He stepped outside and looked at the clouds, which pleased me. He said, "Rain usually rolls in from that direction," pointing SW; "and Hell's Backbone is that direction," pointing to the NW. "I believe you will have plenty of time to drive the road, but I wouldn't want to try it this evening." That was all I needed to know. I thanked him and hurried off - lunch could wait.

Hell's Backbone Road


The view from the first few miles of the road.

I drove southwest out of Boulder on UT-12, the road climbing up a sandstone mesa, and turned off north on Hell's Backbone Road, which was built by the CCC in 1933 to connect Escalante and Boulder. It travels through rolling hills, then ranch/farm country for a while before ascending onto the mountain, complete with pines and evergreens. I didn't know what to expect along the road, the only photos I'd seen didn't include forests. Perhaps I shouldn't have been surprised, I'd been driving in Dixie National Forest since turning off the main highway. I came to a bit of old road and drove in a short ways to have a picnic lunch.

I stopped here for lunch. You can see this old road is blocked behind my truck. Folks had camped here.

Resuming my drive toward the west, I soon came upon Sand Creek. It looked like there were dispersed campsites along there and a forest road heading north. Looking at Google Maps since my return home, I can see a forest road that follows the creek and should provide a number of camping opportunities. There are other forest roads in the area, as well.

As the road climbs out of the little valley of Sand Creek, domes of white sandstone appear on the north side of the road. Only a short while later the iconic views I'd been expecting from the advanced PR opened up on the south side of the road. Wow! I seem to be using (or over using) the term "dramatic" in this post, but what else can I say? Spectacular? Yes, at least that. I stopped to take photos that cannot begin even in the smallest way convey the breath-taking drop and view toward the Box-Death Hollow Wilderness. I suddenly wished I had a stereoscopic camera, but don't know how I could get you a stereoscopic viewer - perhaps in a few years when we all have VR goggles.

The view to the south over the chasms of the Box-Death Hollow Wilderness.

On the north side of the road, more colorful rock formation and aspen covered mountainside.

Hell's Backbone Bridge

Here is a little information on the road and its construction.

View of the bridge from the side.

I crossed the famous single-lane bridge over the top of the spine, after stopping for more photos. The road continues through the forest, back a ways from the edge of the canyon. I stopped to photograph some aspen that were already turning, but as the sky was still threatening rain I kept to the main road and didn't turn off to look at Posey Lake or its campground.

The elevation in this area was about 9000'

Escalante


I reached town just as it was starting to sprinkle and I got gas first thing. I then drove to the west side where the consolidated, interagency Visitor Center is located. I wanted an update on the weather and their opinion if it was safe/risky to drive out Hole in the Rock road to find camping. I was already thinking of heading back home as the weather report I got in Boulder indicated that the rain would last for days.

They said it would rain, but did not know how hard, though the ranger said when the chance of rain was 80%, as it was, that usually meant lots of rain. The young man at the information counter and I discussed options and I settled on Spencer Flat Road as a destination. He helped me fill out a permit, which is required for all overnight camping in Grand Staircase-Escalente National Monument (and Glen Canyon National Monument, too.) The permits are free and you don't have to be too specific in your final spot.

There is a nice, little organic grocery store along the main street, next door to the Escalante Post Office. A bit pricey, as you would expect, but I wanted fresh fruit which they had. They also had lots of frozen items - also not a surprise at this outpost. To balance this out, I stopped at Nemo's before leaving town for a pretty good cheeseburger and fries.

I drove east out of Escalente on UT-12 in light rain. The turnoff would be in about 10 miles, in the middle of the big switchback where the highway drops off the rock cliffs, at mile marker 70.

Spencer Flat Road


I found the road easily and turned south. Very quickly I spotted a nice campsite just off the road with some small trees. Not one to take the very first site, and it was not that far off the busy highway, I continued down Spencer Flat Road. There were a couple side roads within the first mile or so that likely led to sites, but there were also a couple of washes that might be problematic if the ranger's heavy rain came in the night.

I turned around and pulled into that first site. Though it was within one or two hundred feet of the highway, the pavement was below the cut for the most part and it was a nice level site with a bit of a view. I got the top up and the items I store in the truck cab moved into the camper in time for a pretty good rain shower at around 4pm. I sat inside, listened to satellite radio and finished a good book I'd been reading.

My campsite just off Spencer Flat Road.

Head of the Rocks


An hour or so later the rain had stopped, though the sky was still overcast. I decided to explore a bit as there was a hint of a path leading to a promontory nearby. I took my camera hoping to find a place to overlook the dramatic little valley. I was able to skirt a cattle fence and with an easy climb was delighted with the wonderful view over the white sandstone canyon. The photos look a little flat, especially with the overcast, but the landscape was anything but flat.

The depth and breadth of the view was wonderful as were the colors.

From the end of a promontory, decorated with a cairn, you can see the state highway descend.

When I'd first driven through here in 2013 after visiting Bryce Canyon, I was totally amazed when the highway dropped off the flats into this scene of twisted and domed rock. On that sunny day, I stopped on the other side and took a photo looking back west.

View looking west at Head of the Rocks from my May 2013 trip.

I've now seen this geologic feature referred to as Head of the Rocks. It seems to be comprised of Navajo Sandstone, Kayenta Formation, and Wingate Sandstone. If you are interested in the geology of the national monument you will want to view this pdf.

iPhone panorama (180Āŗ plus) of the view of Head of the Rocks.

It only rained lightly during the night and the traffic on the highway dropped to nil once it got dark.

Wednesday


Spencer Flat Road (continued)


As the roads were still in good shape, though the clouds were heavy, I decided to explore farther down Spencer Flat Road after breaking camp. The road roughly parallels the rim of the valley and there did seem to be a number of dispersed sites available. The road climbed a moderately steep and rocky section, then went across a cattle guard. At the top of that rise was a large site close to the rim with a few junipers. I may come back here in future. I turned around there, headed back to the highway, and proceded east.

Back on the Highway


I did not stop at the Boyton Overlook as the heavy cloud cover muted the colors and view. here is the photo I took of the overlook my first time by here.

Boyton Overlook from my May 2013 trip.

I did pull into the campground at Calf Creek Recreation area, as I'd heard it was a lovely spot. It is indeed an oasis in this rugged canyon country. The sign said the campground was full, but there were a number of empty spots where campers had recently pulled out. You should grab a spot early if you wish to camp here. This is also the trailhead for Lower Calf Creek Falls, a hike that was recommended to me.

I didn't stop and photograph the Hog's Back this trip either, as the light rain diminished the view. Here is a photo from my earlier trip.

The Hog's Back from my May 2013 trip.

It was lightly raining as I traversed Boulder Mountain on highway 12. The gorgeous views off to the south and east of the canyon country that I'd enjoyed on my previous trip through here were veiled by mist. The road even passed though pockets of heavy fog. I was heartened to see that even in the few years since I last drove through, the aspen groves had made great strides toward recovery.

Torrey


I wanted to fuel my belly, so stopped at the Capitol Reef Inn & Cafe in Torrey. It was around 11am. They said they were only serving breakfast, which was OK with me. For some reason I ordered waffles with fresh strawberries and a side of scrambled eggs. They were OK, but nothing special. They did have good wifi, however, and I was able to examine the brochures I'd picked up earlier and come up with a travel plan.

Capitol Reef Petroglyphs


I'd seen the sign on the main highway for petroglyphs when driving by days before. This pass I had time to stop and check them out. The national park constrains visitors to a wooden walkway, the far end had been closed due to a fallen cottonwood.

This is the main panel which is just off the parking area.

This faint animal panel was down the walkway.

This arch-typical figure was the last before the walkway was closed.

I drove back east on UT-24, stopped in Hanksville for gas, then drove down UT-95 toward Lake Powell. This section seemed much more scenic than on my last trip, perhaps as it was about 40 degrees cooler. I made a quick stop at the lake overlook to see just how low the lake had fallen, then proceded to Natural Bridges National Monument

Natural Bridges


The only time I'd been here was late on a hot, windy afternoon so only took a few photos from the overlooks. I'd wanted to hike down into the canyon for photos this time, but again it was late in the day, so only hiked down the shortest trail to Owachomo Bridge. I also took photos from the rim viewpoints, and with the scattered light from the overcast, the images turned out better than those from my previous trip.

Sipapu Bridge from the overlook.

Kachina Bridge from the overlook.

iPhone panorama (180Āŗ plus) of the canyon and Kachina Bridge.

Owachomo Bridge from the trail.

I had anticipated the campground at Natural Bridges would be full. It's small and popular. If you're curious, it filled at 1:15pm on this day. It would have been a convenient stop, but I already had a plan. When talking to David and Peggy back in Moab, they'd raved about what a wonderful place Comb Wash was to explore and camp. I'd seen the road and sign at the southern terminus of the wash every time I drove between Bluff and points west, and had always wondered about it.

Comb Wash


One of the brochures I'd picked up at the info center in Torrey was the 50 page San Juan County: Utah's Canyon Country (www.utahscanyoncountry.com 800-574-4386). It is worth requesting. I was looking though it to figure my plans for the day/evening while having lunch in Torrey. In the back, in the list of public campgrounds, I found Comb Wash listed as a primitive campground of the BLM, 12 miles west of Blanding on US-95. That was about the extent of the listing, they gave the phone number and URL for BLM Monticello. I used the wifi back in Torrey to check out the web page and there was absolutely no mention of Comb Wash Campground in the Monticello District's web pages. Curious. Well, I knew about where Comb Was was located and the area had been recommended, so I would go looking.

Secret Campground


I passed the junction to UT-261 that leads south, though Cedar Mesa, to the Moki Dugway and points beyond. As I continued along 95 I saw quite a number of dirt roads leading off on both sides of the highway - lots of places to explore.

There is no mistaking when the highway drops off Cedar Mesa into Comb Wash. I spotted what looked like camp trailers several hundred yards south of the highway in the riparian area of the wash. I slowed, looking for a BLM or highway sign. There was none, and I could have easily missed the road had I not been looking for it. Once off the highway there were large flat areas on either side of the road that would be suitable for large 5th wheel trailers or mobile homes. There was a BLM single-panel info kiosk with a map of Comb Wash, but no mention of a campground.

I continued down the narrow, sandy road and stopped abreast of a couple out walking. I asked about the campground. The sky was dark and the forecast was still for rain, so I didn't want to drive too far or get beyond a place on the road that could wash out in a storm. They said there was a very nice campground just ahead, complete with vault toilets, and they believed there were a couple of spots open, or there might be more camping farther down the road.

I pulled in and it looked nice, but of course I had to explore a bit farther before settling. There was another, occupied, camping area just south of there, then the road went through a deep wash before continuing. I decided to be prudent, turn around, and take of of the sites in the official campground. I found a beautiful spot beside the cottonwood trees among sage, brush, grasses, and wildflowers. The camp sites also had fire rings, but I didn't start a fire. It was a pleasant evening and night with only a few sprinkles.

My campsite in Comb Wash.

Thursday


I took a short walk through the riparian area (assuming I can use that term for a wash that is dry most of the year.) I enjoyed the trees, bushes, and wildflowers as I ambled down the dry channel. I returned to my camp and packed up.

Near my campsite.

I drove east up the highway, literally up the incline toward the cut in the cliff. I pulled off to take a few photos of the wash and surrounding area, including the camping area.

Spectacular view of the highway as it climbs out of Comb Wash.

Looking across the wash from the highway. You can see the campground below.

One more look at the northern end of Comb Wash.

On the road


I followed my navigation app's directions toward home. It routed me east on UT-95, south on US-191, east on UT-262, then east on UT-162.

View from UT-262 on the way home.

I cut the corner of Colorado and back to Shiprock, NM, where I stopped for lunch. I drove east into Farmington and was dreading the stretch from there through Bloomfield, but this time the app chose the route bypassing the awful congestion. Hooray! If you, too, would like to take this alternate route, follow County Road 5500 between US-64 and US-550 (I hope it will be easy to remember as going NW, you turn off 550 to 5500.)

There were several thunderstorms in the area as I drove southeast on 550. I hit a couple and missed a couple. I caught a little "rush hour" traffic as I got close to the city, but made it home safely.

Home again


All in all, an excellent trip! I could have wished for more sun and less rain the last couple of days, but I'm not going to complain. I saw lots of beautiful scenery and now am full of ideas of places to explore next time.

I hope you enjoyed following me along the trail.