
Enjoying the solitude of the narrows of the Virgin River, 7/5/07, Zion National Park

This photo was taken at 7:07 PM on 07/07/07 just outside Bryce Canyon National Park. I wish I could have bought a lottery ticket!


Zion is a deep sandstone canyon carved by the Virgin River. To enter the canyon, you must take a free park shuttle bus. The buses are pretty neat. They are propane powered to reduce pollution and have rear wheel steering for tight turning. We arrived early to take a "ranger shuttle", a private shuttle ride up the canyon with an interpretive ranger. We departed the shuttle at the the end of the road at the head of the canyon and took the 1 mile riverwalk up the canyon. At the end of the riverwalk, we put on our Tevas and begin walking up the "Narrows" of the canyon. This basically involves simply wading up the Virgin River on bowling ball-like rocks, while the canyon gets narrower as you go. Unfortunately, Dorcas left her walking stick in the car. Those of you who have hiked with Dorcas know that she can't cross the street without her hiking stick, much less wade a river lengthwise. But she actually did pretty good though, and by the end of the day was rock-hopping like a champ. We were under the mistaken impression that a hike up the Narrows would be a quiet, solitary, experience. I think the other 9000 people there thought the same thing. However, by the time we had gone about a mile and then turned up Orderville Canyon, a smaller slot canyon, the crowds had thinned out. By that time, some dark clouds had formed, and we heard thunder, so we beat it out of the canyon. You don't want to be in a slot canyon during a storm. A flash flood there is deadly. From there we worked our way down the canyon and did hikes to Weeping Rock, Hidden Canyon and Lower, Middle and Upper Emerald Pools. We arrived at Zion Lodge to find the ice cream shop at the Zion Lodge had closed. Dang. By the time we caught the shuttle and drove back to camp, it was almost midnight, We had been out almost 18 hours and were whipped.
Unlike most other campgrounds, Camp Lutherwood actually encourages folks to wash their cars, because it helps water the grass. We washed the Honda and shoveled out the dust. I was on a roll and washed the coach too. After lunch we headed up to Cedar Breaks National Monument, which is a high canyon featuring colorful spires, pinnacles and columns. It's kinda like a mini-Bryce Canyon at EL 10,350'. We then continued to Brian Head Peak, which overlooks the town of Brian Head, a ski area and a mountain biking mecca.
Thinking it would not be right to take advantage of their hospitality without spending a little money, we made the sacrifice and ordered the special. If you ever get to the North Rim stop in and visit the folks at Kaibab Lodge.
numerous mule deer, we saw a small herd of wild turkeys with several chicks, Kaibab squirrels with their unique white tail and tufted ears and a coyote. The picture at left is the Cliffrose (Cowania Stansburiana)
We crossed the Navajo Bridge over the Colorado River and descended to Lee's Ferry. At ~3000', Lee's Ferry is very hot in late June. The forecast there for this day was 110' and I believed it. Lee's Ferry lies at the break between Marble Canyon (the upper Grand Canyon), Glen Canyon and Paria Canyon, providing the only relatively easy access to the Colorado River for many miles in either direction. The Navajo Bridge, opened in 1928, made the ferry obsolete. Lee's Ferry is most famous now for being the put-in for all Grand Canyon float trips. There were a number of float parties, both private and commercial, setting up to put in the next morning. I had a grand time chatting with the river rats and really hated to leave. But we needed to find a place to camp, and we were burning daylight.
When we got up it was 32 degrees. We hit the North Kaibab trail head about 6:45 for a walk to Roaring Spring. Roaring Spring is about 5 miles and 3005' down from the North Rim. It is the source of all the water used by the North and South Rim and is the headwaters to Bright Angel Creek. The walk down was very pleasant. We soon shed our jackets, and we arrived at Roaring Spring in about 2 1/2 hours. By then the temperature had risen significantly. We cooled our feet in the stream, ate PBJs for lunch and started the long trek out of the canyon. The hike out was reminiscent of a backpacking trip we did from the South Rim in May 1998. Hot, dry, steep and long. We finally made it out of the canyon and bee-lined it to the lodge for some ice cream. We then enjoyed a very entertaining ranger talk on Grand Canyon geology.
I had been to Monument Valley once about 30 years ago, but Dorcas has never seen it. At Kayenta we unhitched the Honda and drove it about 25 miles up US 163 to Monument Valley. Monument Valley is a Navajo tribal park and a 4th of July celebration was in progress when we arrived; live music, dancing, the works. We drove the 17 mile loop trial through the valley among the buttes and mesas. It wasn't as pretty as I remembered it (is it ever?). We returned to Kayenta, hitched up to the coach and continued to Page, AZ. At Page we arrived at the Carl Hayden Visitor Center at Glen Canyon dam just in time to catch the last tour of the day. After the tour we drove about five miles up the lake to Wahweap Campground, where we settled in for the night.
We are camping at Cottonwood Campground, Canyon de Chelly National Monument near Chinle, AZ. The campground is near the Visitor's Center for the national monument, at the lower ends of Canyon de Chelly and Canyon del Muerto. It is shaded by a wonderful grove of cottonwood trees, which makes the 100' temperatures tolerable. It is fairly remote, but is adjacent to the concessionaire-operated Thunderbird Lodge, which has free wireless Internet, which we can receive on our site. Geek heaven. Also, the campground is free. While it doesn't have water and electric at the campsites, it does have nice paved sites, new picnic tables, running water at the bathhouses and a dump station. The campground is as nice or nicer than most other NPS campgrounds, some of which charge as much as $15 and $20 per night. Go figure. Staying in the campground is a fellow from Phoenix driving a Safari TREK. When I talked with him I realized I had met him at a Safari TREK Fun Club Rally near Asheville last September. Small world.
Canyon de Chelly is a box canyon, up to 1000' deep occupied by the Navajo people, who still live and farm in the canyon. There are a number of Anasazi ("the Ancient Ones") ruins in the canyon, dating back as far as about 700 A.D. With the exception of a single trail, the trail to White House ruin, one must be accompanied by a Navajo guide to enter the canyon. However, many of the ruins can be viewed from the overlooks along the rim. Today we drove along the north and south rims, viewing from each of the overlooks. We also walked the 3-mile round trip to White House ruin.
The mechanic fixed the oil leak pretty quickly. The leak was due to a cross-threaded fuel filter. The smoking and knocking was likely caused by at least one fouled fuel injector. When the mechanic saw how the generator was mounted in the coach, he had some unkind remarks towards the Country Coach engineer who designed the installation. In order to service the injectors, the generator, which is mounted in the front of the coach, must be removed by dropping it out the bottom. This involved jacking up the coach, cutting a steel cross member, removing a number of other obstructions and then dropping the generator. Of course this process would have to be reversed to re-install the unit after service. Most units, including those in most other models by Country Coach, slide out on rails for easy access for service. What should have been a one hour injector service took 8 hours of mechanic time. It turns out that all three fuel injectors were extremely fouled, likely due to low usage by the previous owner. These units run best when run often and at full load. We spent Monday night at the Onan facility in their "campground", which consisted of four RV spaces at the back of their parking lot with water and electrical hookups. I'm not knocking it. With daytime temps over 100' it was good to be hooked to shore power. We also took advantage of their water and dump station and did three loads of laundry.



Today was a travel day. We departed Shelby, MS early Friday morning. After crossing the Mississippi River at Greenville, MS, our trek across southern Arkansas was uneventful. We entered Texas at Texarkana, famous for being the place where Burt Reynolds stole a semi-trailer load of Coors beer in "Smokey and the Bandit." We left Texarkana empty handed. It rained, hard at times, for most of our drive throughTexas. We drove about 450 miles and 9 hours today and landed at the Thousand Trails Lake Texoma, on the shores of Lake Texoma, near Denison, TX. Lake Texoma is touted as the "Striped Bass Capitol of the World". Too bad we didn't bring a boat. We haven't fully explored this preserve yet, but, from what we have seen so far, it is the nicest Thousand Trails preserve we have been in. We will lay up here until Sunday and then, after another travel day, probably spend Sunday night near Albuquerque, NM.


Answer: No, most of the Missourians (sp?) were at work. Just kidding!!! We saw tons of reptiles, particularly turtles and snakes. The snakes included copperheads, black snakes and garter snakes. We once even saw a snake crawl over a turtle! It's true! Dorcas got a picture. The trail was an excellent bird habitat, being at the edge of wetlands, crop fields, open prairie and woodlands. Sightings included, redwing blackbirds, eastern bluebirds (the MO state bird), indigo buntings, gold finches, Baltimore orioles, red tailed hawks, various woodpeckers, turkey vultures, turkeys, scissor tail flycatchers, St. Louis Cardinals and peacocks (domestic). Mammals included numerous squirrels and bunnies, a few deer, raccoons and a groundhog.
Answer: It's a toss-up between the super-friendly Missouri folks we met along the way and the local bar and grills. We also enjoyed the ragtime festival in Sedalia.



