Showing posts with label Cibola NF. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cibola NF. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Central NM Spring Shakedown - April 2018

April 24 - 27, 2018


I try to do one shorter trip that is not too far from home to start the camping season. I usually either  head to the south or lower elevations as it's early in the season. Short and nearby in case something goes wrong or just isn't right. It's also a good opportunity to try packing techniques or accessories that I haven't used previously. This year I decided to go south to the Magdalena Mountains and across the middle of the Gila National Forest.

Also on this trip I'd not go too far off the beaten path as my inReach Satellite Communicator had died while I was setting it up for the season. I'd drive backroads, but only through roads, just in case. I also called the appropriate Ranger District Offices to verify road conditions and check for area closures. [Update: Garmin sent a refurbished exchange unit which arrived one week after support call & activated and tested in one additional day, in case you were interested.]

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Tuesday, April 24th


I planed to stay at the USFS campground at Water Canyon between Socorro and Magdalena, NM. I had never been there, but had heard of it as it's considered a birding hotspot. I figured it would only take me about two hours to drive there, so didn't even start out until 3pm. I headed down I-25, then took US-60 west at Socorro, after I topped off my gas tank.

Water Canyon, Cibola National Forest


The turn off to the canyon is at a historical marker sign about 15 miles west of Socorro, so you can watch for that sign to find the paved road to the campground. Actually the pavement ends just before you bear right up to the CG. It's a very nice, small campground with a dozen sites and two vault toilets at 6800 feet. It is currently no-fee. There is a group campsite a bit farther up the side canyon requiring reservations. There are attractive views of the bluffs on the other side of Water Canyon.

View to the east across Water Canyon from near my campsite.

I took a few photos of the area and chatted with some folks camped near me in a small trailer with a dog named Booboo. They were crossing the country. It was a lovely evening and I sat out to watch darkness fall.

My Campsite.

Wednesday, April 25


Water Canyon (continued)


Checkerspot butterfly

Looking up the little canyon just beyond the group campsite.

After breakfast I walked the road up the side canyon past the group campsite. The road essentially ends at the group site and there is no turn-around. I continued a short ways beyond there, admiring the rock formation along the stream bed. About 50 yards up there was a little seepage providing water for birds and a couple Mule Deer. There was a small number of birds foraging, and though I enjoyed the pursuit, I only got one photo worth posting.

The cactus was perched high above on the canyon rim.

Mule deer drinking from the seep on the canyon bottom.

Flycatcher

On returning to camp I packed up and hit the road. I drove a short ways farther up Water Canyon past the developed picnic area with its large grassy meadow. I only went about a mile and did see a few dispersed campsites, though none better than those in the campground. The road continues up 7.5 miles to near the top of the mountain where New Mexico Tech maintains an astronomical observatory. As the facility is not open to the public and the road was rough I didn't check it out, but returned to the highway and proceeded toward Magdalena.

New Mexico Historical Marker - geological history in this instance.

Looking back toward Water Canyon from beside the Historical Marker.

Magdalena and the VLA


12 miles west of Magdalena there are two distinctive hills north of the highway, Tres Montosas East and West (I don't know where the third Montosa is.) As you get to them look for a gravel road taking off south from US-60. This is the north end of Bear Trap Canyon Road, FR-549, or as Google calls it, Old NM 52. What I didn't realize until I drove it, is that it skirts the eastern end of the Plains of San Augustin - home of the NRAO Very Large Array. See also my 2009 VLA photo gallery with only 7 images taken with a point & shoot camera.

The road crossed the train tracks they use to move individual radio dishes and this day there was one near the road, as well as one or two even farther out. I stopped for a few photos. While next to one I heard a whirring sound. Lo and behold, they were moving the dishes to point to a different point in the sky. So cool to see them all move, and in concert.

Looking toward the central hub and observatory control building along the rails used to move the dishes.

A closer view of one radio telescope dish after it changed orientation. You can see others in the distance.

I continued south, startling a lone pronghorn along the way. The road climbs up into the Magdalena Mountains and this side is very dry. Evidence of a long past wildfire can be seen with no regrowth due to the arid condition.

Looking back as I climb into the mountains. Look carefully and you can just make out the VLA.

Bear Trap Canyon


As soon as the road crests the pass, the forest becomes very verdant. There are four steep, tight switchbacks and then the entrance to the Bear Trap Campground. This USFS no-fee site is small with a single vault toilet and a dispersed camping vibe due to there being no developed sites. It sits at about 8600 feet. I stopped for a pleasant picnic lunch.

Picnic lunch at Bear Trap Campground.

A few miles farther down the road is the tiny Hughes Mill Campground. No sign of a mill that I could see. Just an open area, but apparently there are popular hiking trails there. Once I turned onto Bear Trap Canyon Road I did not see another vehicle on the road for its entire length.

The forest road continues to the southwest until it steeply climbs out of the green canyon, across the drier pinon/juniper woods, then out of the national forest to a junction with NM-52. This state highway is a gravel road through cattle country with a ranch road every several miles.

NM State Highway 52.

For my fellow geeks, engineers, and technophiles: cool transmission tower design.

Gila National Forest


After about 20 miles pavement appears. This black-top is coming from I-25 near T or C and continuing west as NM-59 toward Beaverhead USFS Work Center. I turned that direction. The highway winds though an area of Ponderosa pine forest with some residential in-holdings.

Just before Beaverhead NM-59 makes a left turn, then soon a right turn climbing up to a plateau and passing a landing strip - follow the signage toward Snow Lake. From here to the lake the route is named Loco Mountain Road. The gravel road is fairly smooth and after a few miles you come to the turn off for the Wolf Hollow Trailhead Campground. This side road looked like it had been recently gravelled and would now be all-weather. This is one of the main trails for entering/leaving the Gila Wilderness from the north. There were a number of vehicles and a few tents set up in the campground. There are several corrals for pack animals, none occupied.

Wolf Hollow Campground

North-easterly view from NM-52. Gila Wilderness is at my back.

I continued westerly at good speed on NM-59 until that route, the state maintenance and gravel ends at the junction with FR-142 where I turned left. The road becomes much narrower and bumpier alternating between open pinon/juniper woods and Ponderosa forest. The road became very rocky and I finally gave up and lowered the air in my tires. Slow going along this stretch.

About 5 miles from Snow Lake the road becomes somewhat less rocky and there is another trailhead campground - Aeroplane Mesa Trail that leads to the Gila River in the wilderness.

Aeroplane Mesa Campground.

It was a relief to come out above Snow Lake and onto a gravel surface again. I didn't visit the lake or campground there. You can see my post, referenced below, if you are interested. I continued on 142 to the junction of FR-28 where I turned left toward Willow Creek. The plateau west of Snow Lake was consumed by wildfire several years ago, but once you drive down into the canyon containing Willow Creek you escape the burn area.

Willow Creek


There are two small no-fee Forest Service campgrounds along the creek and one open area where those who take horses into the wilderness park and camp. (Note: older maps also show the Gilita Campground, but this was destroyed by wildfire and permanently closed.) You access the Willow Creek CG by fording the creek; Ben Lilly Campground*, where I camped a few years ago, is a bit farther down the road. I ended up in the exact campsite, next to the creek, as I'd landed on that previous trip.  See also my earlier post.

My campsite.

It is a lovely spot and after setting up I sat in my chair listening to the creek and enjoying the scenery. There was one other camper in the 5 site campground; across from me was a car with a small Scamp trailer where a single person was camping.

Willow Creek next to my campsite.

Thursday, April 26th


Willow Creek (continued)


Looking at my campsite from near the road.

The road upstream from the campground. See the creek in the shade at bottom left?

After breakfast I took my long lens and walked up the road looking for birds and/or other wildlife and simply enjoying the beautiful morning. The road is closed at private land about a mile up from the campground. Coming back after turning around at the gate, there were lots of warblers high in the firs across the creek. I was assuming they were all Yellow-rumped Warblers, a very common species in NM, but for some reason I raised my binoculars to look at one across the way and was astonished to see bright red! OMG, could this be a Red-faced Warbler? Yes, it was and I found two others later on the walk. I took lots of photos even though I knew the birds were too far away for good images (indeed, the photos were blurry and noisy, but have included one simply because it such a cool bird). Over the years I've made four trips to SE Arizona to bird watch and one of my target species I'd never found was here along Willow Creek. Made my day.

Photo of Red-faced Warbler high in a tree far across the creek in the shade.

I also found a dragonfly along the creek next to the road. I was surprised as it is early in the season for them to be out. I spotted a second of the same species about a hundred feet farther down the road, but no others of any species.

Dragonfly along the creek. Very early in the season for Odonata.

I returned to camp to make lunch. Somewhere along the line I decided to stay here another night as it was such a lovely, restful spot. After lunch while taking an obligatory photo of my campsite I met my neighbor. She was a bow-hunter from Sandia Park, NM here for turkey season and was expecting a couple of friends to join her the next day. We had a pleasant conversation. I said I hadn't seen any turkeys on this trip. She said she was up early and one walked right through camp.

I sat out near the creek through the afternoon in my chair, alternately reading the new Anne Hillerman Navajo Tribal Police mystery novel, Cave of Bones, and watching the birds and clouds. Speaking of which, high clouds were moving into the area - not enough to diminish the day, but my neighbor said rain could be moving in from the west by Friday night. I had been flirting with the idea of driving into the Apache National Forest in Arizona, down along the Blue River, but I decided to head home on Friday instead.

My campsite as seen from across Willow Creek.

As evening approached I used some stepping stones to cross the creek. The birds were too wary to allow me near enough for photos. I saw lots of elk scat. Later as it was starting to get dark I heard turkey calls up the hill north of camp.

Friday, April 27th


Willow Creek (continued)


I woke to the sounds of more turkeys calling. I noticed my neighbor's car was gone. Perhaps she drove up to the other side of the hill to hunt. I packed up, but she had not returned by the time I left.

On the way out I forded the creek to check out the Willow Creek Campground. Only one of the four(?) sites was not taken - a popular place. The website says "tent only", but no problem for pick-up campers. It does have the advantage that the sites are farther apart than at Ben Lilly, so you have a bit more privacy. I didn't take any photos.

Tularosa Mountains


The smooth gravel surface of FR-28 through the Ponderosa forest.

I drove north on FR-28 which was a smooth gravel surface. At the junction with FR-141, which leads eventually to Reserve, NM, I turned right to stay on 28. The remainder of this route was much narrower, but still a smooth gravel surface. A few miles along I saw a hiker ahead. I knew the Continental Divide Trail was somewhere around and I'd seen hikers on previous trips. I slowed to reduce the dust kicked up by my truck.

As I got closer I saw that it was a grey-haired lady sticking her thumb out to me. I stopped and asked how she was doing. She said her back was giving out and was there a chance I could give her a ride to Reserve. I said I was not going that direction. I pulled out my map and said I was headed to Apache Creek then would turn the opposite direction of Reserve. She said she'd be glad to go to Apache Creek as there was a store there where she could call for a ride to the hotel in Reserve. I explained I'd have to move some of my stuff to make room for her and pulled over to the side of the road. I keep my camera bags in the passenger foot well and a caddy on the passenger seat. I moved my stuff and put her heavy backpack in the camper.

She explained she's a Section Hiker, doing one section of a trail at at time, rather than a Thru Hiker, hiking the entire trail in one go. She said she'd hiked up the length of the Gila River (which I didn't question at the time, but don't believe is actually part of the CDT.) We had a pleasant conversation and I learned a bit more about hiking the major American trails. She's a retired civil engineer living in Reno and when we exchanged names, said she's known in hiking circles as Stone Dancer - for the manner she crosses streams. She was interested in my camper and was excited to hear about Overland Expo as she thought she might have to give up backpacking if her back didn't get better, but wouldn't give up going into the outdoors.

Collins Park

We drove out of the pine forest onto the grasslands of Collins Park. At a junction the route to Apache Springs changed from 28 to FR-94. As we entered a canyon on the north side of the park a small group of javelinas crossed the road.

One of four javelina that crossed the road in front of us.

We drove over the saddle and down to Apache Creek. I stopped near the store on NM-12 to let her out and we exchanged cards as I got her pack out of the camper. We wished each other a safe journey and I turned around to go the very short way back to the Apache Creek Campground where I made a sandwich and put air into my tires in preparation for pavement.

From Apache Creek I drove north on NM-32 into Apache National Forest. Several small convoys of USFS Wildfire Crews passed headed south. I guessed the Bluewater and Diener Canyon fires in western NM must have been controlled enough to redeploy these assets. At Quemado, I jogged east on US-60 just far enough to pass through the village before turning north on NM-36. That highway would lead to NM-117 which passes through El Malpais National Monument to I-40.

El Malpais


In an interesting coincidence of life meeting art, a significant portion of Anne Hillerman's new novel took place at The Narrows in El Malpais. This is place where the hundreds of square miles of lava flow stopped just short of a line of 500' tall sandstone bluffs. The highway passes through there now, but so did the trails of the native peoples and pioneers. I'd driven though there before and once in 2008 hiked some of the Narrows Trail. This area is along the highway and I had time this afternoon to stop for a short time. I pulled into The Narrows picnic area and parked near the trailhead.

Trailhead. Photo a bit out of focus.

For more info: NPS National Monument website - BLM National Conservation Area website

I strapped on my hiking boots, pulled on a fishing shirt, and took my landscape camera, a full Camelback, a energy bar, my phone, walking stick, and just in case - waterproof matches and a space blanket. I took lots of photos even though it was somewhat overcast resulting in flat, low-contrast light. Nonetheless, it was beautiful and the vistas magnificent!

Natural staircase at the trailhead.

A short distance from the trailhead you can see the highway entering The Narrows from the south.

See also my earlier post where I passed through this way. Post includes the Sandstone Bluffs Overlook, La Ventana Arch, and the Lava Falls Trail.

Lava field, bluff top, tree leaning left.

Lava field, bluff edge, crooked tree.

Lava field, bluff edge, straight tree.

Looking down at The Narrows.

Lava field. Note the path of a collapsed lava tube.

Trail side cactus.

After my short hike I headed north on 117. I checked out BLM's Joe Skeen Campground (see BLM NCA link above) which is about 12 miles south of I-40. This no-fee campground has 10 sites and vault toilets. It's first-come and at 4pm on an April Friday all sites were taken. Even with the ramadas over the tables, I suspect this place broils in summer. For cooler, less frequented overnight camping near Grants & I-40, I recommend Lobo Canyon or Coal Mine Campgrounds; see my earlier post.

And Home


Once on the freeway I headed east toward home. I stopped in Laguna for one of their famous Laguna Burgers at 66 Pit Stop. Yum! (I do not recommend their Albuquerque location; I've not tried the Rio Puerco location.)

I got stuck in traffic on Coors Blvd in west Albuquerque due to tow trucks clearing two separate collisions, but I made it home safely. Thanks for viewing my first post of 2018.


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Warning - Opinion: A friend, when I wrote of my plans for the trip, mentioned there was a Ben Lilly Memorial outside Silver City, but he hadn't checked it out. I Googled the name to find out about this person who had at least two places named for him in southern NM. I was unhappy to find a number of sources where he was labeled a "great" or the "greatest" hunter simply for the extreme numbers of cougars and bears, so called "malefic creatures", he exterminated in the southwest. Wikipedia uses the term "notorious" which I think is more appropriate and their bio seems to be more balanced than most.

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Northern Arizona and Southern Utah; Part 1 - May 2017

Introduction


I'd been wanting to check out the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, as I'd heard so many good things about it. It only opens on May 15th each year, so one cannot go before then. In contrast, there were a couple areas in northern AZ and southern UT I had never visited, and it would be good to go there before the weather got too warm (and before the crowds increase at Memorial Day.) I could add those to make a nice loop - I love loops! Fellow Wander-the-West member, Dawn, had visited a couple interesting areas earlier in the year and included them in her blog, so I added those. Bob, also WtW & recent White Rim Trail trip organizer, provided excellent suggestions, too.

My preliminary itinerary would be Mount Taylor, NM; the Little Colorado Navajo Tribal Park (overlook) via Window Rock and Tuba City, AZ; dispersed BLM camping at Marble Canyon, near Vermilion Cliffs, AZ; House Rock Road from AZ into UT; Cottonwood Road, UT; then some sort of loop up and around to Zion NP (which I did not do); then the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. Ambitious for one week.

I will break this trip into four sequential blog posts for easy digestion. Plus, this combines fewer locations per URL, which makes the Location Map index easier to use. You do know about the map, right? If not, click the button above.

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Part 1
Mount Taylor, NM
Little Colorado River Gorge, AZ
Marble Canyon, AZ


Wednesday, May 17


Mount Taylor


Though I was born and raised in Albuquerque, and it's been 10 years since I moved back, I'd never actually visited the mountain, despite driving by on I-40 many times. It is a dormant stratovolcano, but not the source of the lava fields of El Malpais National Monument immediately to the south - those flows came from much more recent shield volcanos that barely rose above their flows. The highest peak of Mount Taylor is 11,305 feet and can easily be seen from the heights of Albuquerque on clear days. The mountain doesn't look that high if you're up close as it rises barely 4 thousand feet above its immediate surroundings. Mount Taylor is also on the Continental Divide and the CDT runs through the forest, though mercifully the trail is on the west flanks of the mountain, not across the actual peaks.

The mountain, called Tsoodził by the Navajo, is one of the four sacred corners of The People's nation.

To visit the mountain you exit the freeway at Grants, NM, which is just an hour or so from home. That worked out, as I had an appointment Wednesday morning, I could blast off after that.

There are some convenient, easy to access camping opportunities less than 10 miles off the freeway, so pay attention if you might want low-cost or free camping in western New Mexico.

The Cibola National Forest, Mount Taylor District website erroneously directed me to an interagency visitor center at exit 85 south. [That link has been off line for over a week.] On arrival, I was informed by the park ranger there, that the visitor center was now exclusively an El Malpais National Monument VC, that the forest service had pulled out. She kindly provided me a map to the NF District Ranger Station in Grants.

The Ranger Station is at 1800 Lobo Canyon Rd., (505)287-8833, which is the highway you will use to access the mountain. From the west take exit 81 north, cross the freeway and turn right, then follow E. Santa Fe Ave east to 1st St. (Hwy 547) and turn left; from the east take exit 85 north, follow E. Santa Fe Ave to 1st St. (Hwy 547) and turn right. 1st runs into Roosevelt Ave at an angle about 9/10 of a mile later, there's a stop sign, turn right and follow that about half a mile to the intersection of Lobo Canyon Road (Hwy 547) and turn left. The ranger station is about a mile on the left.

There are camping opportunities only a few miles out of Grants up Lobo Canyon Road. These are pleasant destinations, but more importantly are free or inexpensive places to camp not far off the freeway if you're just passing through. Both campgrounds are open May 15th to September 15th, but there are plenty of dispersed sites, too.

Note: the web pages for the Mount Taylor campgrounds currently show they are closed, though they've been open for a month. If their status is critical to your plans, call the ranger office at the number above during business hours.

There is a charming little, free campground called Lobo Canyon Picnic Ground with lots of trees at an elevation of about 7400 feet. It only has about 4 sites which are suitable only for small pickup campers or tents, no trailers, covered picnic tables, and a vault toilet. Go about six miles from the ranger station to FR-193 and a sign that says Lobo Canyon PG, turn right and follow the road. At the volunteer fire station take the gravel road that forks to the right. Just under a mile from the junction take the small road to the left, there is a sign, to the picnic grounds and campground. You will pass one dispersed site before you get to the last turn off. There are many dispersed sites farther up the highway, but there are also private homes, so stay on the forest road.

A little more than two miles past FR-193 is Coal Mine Campground which offers 15 sites, some pull-through, on a paved loop, and vault toilets amid pine trees. The cost per night is a whole $5, as of this writing. This attractive, traditional campground with vault toilets is good for larger rigs or if you want to stay on pavement. There is also a nature trail.

Not too far past the Coal Mine CG the highway changes to gravel and becomes FR-239. There are numerous side roads used by hunters and the ranger cautioned me to wear red if I disperse camped along those. One "main" side road goes to the Gooseberry Trail, I wanted to try FR-453 that lead to La Mosca Lookout. The ranger didn't know if the road was open as they'd had snow recently.

View of the lookout tower.

I thought I'd try to get to the lookout, anyway. At first the road was gravel and in good condition. Then as it began to climb it got rougher, narrow & steep. I could finally see the lookout and it was way up there! I continued to climb until I was past the tree line. I could clearly see that the lookout, and many communications towers, were on the northern peak, which is a bit lower than the main peak. I continued to grind up the road until, as it wrapped around the west side, I came to a snow/ice blockage that covered more than half the width of the road. It would be insane to try to go farther, lest one slide completely off the road down a severe drop off. I also didn't feel the need to hike the rest of the way in the cold wind. I had to back up some ways to fing a place to turn around.

As far up the mountain as I could get.

Not enough room to pass and the snow bank was mostly hard-packed ice.

Looking west from the road to the lookout.

I returned to the main road and proceded north. I saw a couple wild turkeys, but no hunters. As the day wore on I decided to continue on and explore. According to the map, and the ranger, I could make a loop and drive out a different way. The wind, which was strong on the peak, was picking up at the "lower" elevations, too.

There were dispersed sites near this aspen grove, but I didn't stay here.

When I came to the major junction that would lead to Hwy 605 and out to the west, I instead stayed on FR-239 (had to turn right to say on the route, actually). I started looking for a campsite. I wanted one that would be sheltered from the wind and explored several small side roads. I drove up a track into American Canyon and finally settled in a site sheltered by a ridge. As I set up, I could hear the wind in the tops of the pines, but none reached me, safe, below.

I ended up camped up this road, but I think the sign refers to an equally primitive road on the other side of the wash.

Here is where I set up. There is a tall ridge to the left (west) that protected me from the wind.

It was a lovely evening, I walked around a bit to explore.

If you look carefully, you can see the towers on top of the mountain peak.

Thursday, May 18


Mount Taylor (continued)


Snow in the middle of May

It had been a quite night, so I was astonished when I looked out the window in the morning and saw snow everywhere! I hadn't heard anything during the night and owners of aluminum roof campers know we hear even the smallest raindrop or tiniest pit of hail magnified many times. The temperature outside was barely freezing and the sun was coming up, so I put on my boots and went outside to take photos first thing. There was about 3" of snow on the truck hood and similar horizontal surfaces, but the bare ground, such as tracks in the road, kept warm enough through the night so there was little accumulation there.

Despite many trips to Colorado, this is the first time it snowed on my camper.

I did put the truck in 4WD as I drove out to the road, just in case, but the ground was firm. I backtracked to the junction from the night before that would lead west off the mountain and to the highway. The road was a bit muddy in a few places, but for the most part in good condition. Coming off the mountain the view stretched far to the west. As I reached the relative lowlands, I was also surprised to see how verdant the land was just a few miles north of I-40, which seems to run though much more desert-like terrain between Grants and Gallup. There was a large cattle ranch.

Heading west down off the mountain.

Window Rock


I filled the tank in Gallup after turning off the freeway to head to Window Rock, the capitol of the Navajo Nation. When I was first planning this trip and came across a reference to the Little Colorado Navajo Tribal Park, I thought it had camping. Advanced permits are required of non-Navajos for camping and hiking on the Navajo Reservation and I was going to stop at the Parks office in Window Rock to get a permit. Further research, even before starting out, showed that there was no camping at that park location, only a scenic overlook, but passing though Window Rock was still a good route to the west cutting across the Navajo and Hopi Nations.

I had driven Highway 264 between Window Rock and Ganado many years before, but had not remembered that much of that stretch, especially the eastern reach, is well forested. There are many tall Ponderosa pine trees, and their needles were dusted with snow. This land was signed as the Navajo National Forest and was quite lovely to drive through.

Hopiland


I stayed on 264 though Granado, home of the Hubbell Trading Post, though I did not stop this time, once past the junction with US-191 that leads to Chinle, I was in new territory for me. I knew the highway cut through the Hopi Reservation, but there were no signs. It wasn't until I saw a speeder stopped by the Hopi Police (pickup truck) that I realized I was already in their lands.

I have to admit I know little of the Hopi people or lands. I should remedy this situation. It was interesting to drive though the reservation, which is a sovereign nation, much like the Navajo Nation that surrounds the Hopi. Their communities are formed around pueblos, unlike the Navajo, and are historically located on three ancestral mesas.

Although the highway doesn't cut through those communities, it does taverse canyons and mesas, so there are lots of ups & downs, and wide vistas of the landscape. I should have stopped to take photos, but much of the time the road was narrow. I also wanted to make progress toward the Little Colorado Overlooks and still have time to find the dispersed camping area of Marble Canyon along the Colorado River.

I got gas in Tuba City and headed west on US-160. Upon reaching US-89 I turned south, even though I'd have to backtrack after visiting the gorge overlook. I had intended to stop at the famous trading post in Cameron, but the large parking lot was full of cars, buses, and giant RVs. It looked way too busy with tourists for my taste, so continued to the junction of US-64 where I turned west toward the South Rim. The main overlook is about 10 miles from highway 89.

Little Colorado River Gorge Overlook


A donation is asked of visitors to the overlook, which I was happy to supply. The view is quite breathtaking as you stand at the railings looking down past all the brown and black layers of rock to the Little Colorado at the bottom. However, much like the Black Canyon of the Gunnison in Colorado, it is nearly impossible to take a photo that adequately shows what the eye sees. If you are in the neighborhood, be sure to make this stop.

You can see there is quite a drop into the gorge.

The Little Colorado River muddy from recent rains.

Walking back to my truck from the overlook I saw a lady making fry-bread. I stopped to buy one. She asked if I'd ever had blue fry-bread? She recommended it and I agreed. Yum! I'm guessing it has a little blue corn flour in with the wheat flour.

Information courtesy of the Tribal Parks Department

I backtracked to US-89 and topped up my tank just in case. I proceeded north and took the left turn on Alt-89, a.k.a., US-89A. I crossed the Colorado River on the Navajo Bridge at Lee's Ferry and at the "community" of Vermilion Cliffs looked for the closed and unmarked gate on the river side of the highway.

Marble Canyon


One of the reviews on the Free Campsites website cautions about the drop off the blacktop onto the dirt road. Let me repeat that - be careful and go at an angle lest you get hung up or drag something. Close the gate after passing through and follow the primitive road. The first 100 yards or so are the worst. I could see in the distance a white van which turned out to be camped at the end of the road right next to the canyon.

I stopped at that cul-de-sac and walked a little ways down to look at the river, take photos, and look for California Condors that frequent this area. It was late in the afternoon and a bit cool with lots of clouds, so didn't expect to see anything soaring. I drove back along the road to a site I had noticed on my drive out. It was only about a half a mile from the end of the road and close to the rim of Badger Canyon. If I walked to the edge I could even see (and hear) the rapids on the Colorado.

View of the Colorado River from the edge of my campsite.

I set up camp. There were dark clouds on the horizon in a couple of directions and the wind was picking up, so I also used my aluminum jack-stands to brace the frame of the truck just forward of the rear wheels. While setting up, three off-road/touring motorcycles came through. I didn't speak with the riders, just waved as they rode by. After checking out the Colorado they set up camp between me and the end of the road.

Very dark clouds behind the sunlit Echo Cliffs.

And the wind did blow - hard and strong and hard and gusty - slamming into my camper. This was the first hard blow I'd been in since installing the solar panel on the roof and I was quite concerned with the noises - cracks and pops - as the aluminum sheet roof flexed with the panel on top. I had bonded the panel brackets to the roof using VHB tape instead of drilling into the roof and using screws or bolts. FWC uses a single sheet of aluminum to cover the entire roof with no fasteners except around the edge, so with the wind it rose and fell onto the frame with the panel along for the ride. I was very nervous.

The wind died down after an hour and a half and no rain fell at the campsite. I was unable to check on the panel mounting with the roof up, so would have to wait until morning to inspect it.

Echo Peak seen from the camping area

Contrasting layers: Badger Canyon, Marble Canyon, and Echo Cliffs

A colorful sunset with Vermilion Cliffs on the right.

There were interesting clouds after the wind storm and a colorful sunset.

Earth, air, fire (sunset), water (rain)

You should be able to just see the motorcyclists' camp and the white van at the end of the road.

Just past sunset with lovely violet skies.

After dark a couple more vehicles came down the road to camp. One couple set up one of one of those hard-roof pop-up camp trailers a couple hundred yards away. I learned the next morning, when I talked to the man who had been camping in the van at the end of the road for a week, that the other vehicle carried photographers who set up for night sky photos and used large lights to paint the canyon walls across the Colorado. One more reason not to camp at the end of the road.

Friday, May 19


Marble Canyon (continued)


Morning next to Badger Canyon

A view including the Vermilion Cliffs.

It was a beautiful clear sky in the morning. I walked around and took a few photos.

A Say's Phoebe waiting for breakfast to fly by.

A wide-field panorama from the Echo Cliffs to the south and Vermilion Cliffs to the north.

I then leisurely broke camp and drove down the the end of the road. Though it was late morning it was still too cool for condors to be flying.

No condors, but this Rock Wren posed for a portrait on the canyon wall.

Later in this trip I bought one of the NatGeo Trails Illustrated maps of this area. In examining it for this report, I see other unimproved roads farther south (west) leading off Alt-89 to Marble Canyon. The next one south looks like it runs right along the main rim once it reaches the Colorado River near Tenmile Rock. It might be worth exploring and camping. Anyone have experience there?

Looking up Badger Canyon toward the Vermilion Cliffs.

A Desert Trumpet. I reveal how I learned what this interesting flower is named in the next post.

A pretty poppy with a potent payload!

I drove back to the highway, stopping for a couple of photos. I then turned west on 89A.

On the way back to the highway.

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