To the River and Back

Reliving an old favorite of mine, I hiked to the Colorado River and back. This was something that I enjoyed doing when I lived in Grand Canyon, but now living in Norwood this could be a rather easy task. I could drive to Moab and take a swim if I so chose. So I made sure to made it a little bit more challenging on myself as I drove the Xterra up to Elephant Hill in the Needles district of Canyonlands National Park. It is a good haul from the house, about 3 hours to get there. Along the way, I saw an old friend, Alice, who was working at the entrance gate. Alice and I worked together at Zion where she volunteered for backcountry. I started about 10:30am which was a bit later than I would have chosen, but I just did not have the motivation to go camp there on Friday night. My hike started up a four wheel drive road which would have been insane to take a car on. I would have struggled with a mountain bike let alone a car. The first 3.5 miles was on this dirt/rock road. In the first fifteen minutes, I met up with some park service employees who informed me that it was like a “little Grand Canyon” below. I doubted that it would compare, but I had a pleasant conversation with them. The route did not take long to get be to where I was able to see the interesting rock formations that the Needles had to offer. After four miles of road, I finally broke away to where the trail went across one of the many broad valleys. It managed to find its way up the side of the cliff and I began what I would do for the rest of the day. I would hike up a bluff area, hike back down it, and end up in a nice large valley. It seemed these were probably ancient lakes similar to the fjords of Norway or New Zealand being long, skinny, and right next to each other. Someone else probably thought that too, because the last of these was called Red Lake Canyon. Once in this valley, I followed it a bit then did the last of the bluff climbs. This lead me to the top of the very largest of the canyons I would descend into. This must be where the parkie told me that it was like a little Grand Canyon. Okay, I could see it, but I knew the gulf below would not be so treacherous as descending into the belly of the best that the Grand had to offer. Still it was a beautiful view and I took the chance to shade up for a bit before descending. It was great to have the sun beating down on me worrying about things like do I have enough water instead of how many papers I have to get graded. There is a transition that a body goes through to get used to hiking in the desert and I could tell my body was not used to it yet. I descended down to a nice sandy wash, which would change my day as now the next broad valley would have a big brown muddy mess of Colorado River water in it. I tried to make good time and was down to the river’s edge by 1:35pm. That was what I was hoping for the little over 9 mile hike there. After fighting through the forest of tamarisk, I could see across the river to the Dollhouse in the Maze District. I hastily ate some lunch having a succulent apple which is so amazing when thirst is grabbing you. I dirtied my filter a bit with some river water, but I was glad to have an extra quart to help me make it back to the Xterra. I started back up the same trail at two knowing that the big climb was ahead of me. Though it was a good 75-80 out, the heat was not as big of an issue as the sun. Being exposed to the sun all day was the part that my body was not used to as I had to shade up for two or three minutes twice on the way out. It went smooth as I enjoyed listening to my new iPod classic as I hiked. Keeping all my music, I had many choices to entertain me. The hike out I finally saw my only other folks near two junctions. Once the trail junction with the road, I saw to younger guys who definitely were not hiking all day by the happy looks on their faces. They were heading to Cyclone Canyon which I should have told them looked exactly like the canyon they were currently in. But that was for them to discover. I also ran into the only 4 wheel drive vehicle at the junction of where I went back on the road. They were pleasant enough. I just had the road to hike back and by the last couple miles I was feeling the thrill of seeing the car as my last excitement on this day. I churned away the miles and made it back to the vehicle a bit after five o’clock. It took me a small bit longer on the hike out. It was funny, though, as without Jacqueline or Zyla with me, I just threw my pack in the front seat and was off. It felt odd and I thought about it for a second, but no I did not have to do anything else. Just car to car hiking with short breaks in between. The total trip was a bit over 18 miles and it sure felt good to put some miles on my legs as my body sure enjoyed it. Back to school for the week on Monday, but I will soon be doing this for work once again which I am looking forward to as a return to Zion is coming soon.