Cedar Breaks National Monument
Down into the bottom of the canyon
Cedar Breaks National Monument is a relatively small park that packs a big punch. After the extreme heat of Zion we went for a drive up (way up) to Cedar Breaks where we began to see snow and the elevation was over 10,000 ft. The park has erosion similar to Bryce but you view it only from a distance or from the rim, you cannot walk into it.
Along the way we saw the most amazing thing, fields of black lava with
Hang on to your hat weather!
A very cool CCC (Civilian Conservation Corps) cabin from the 1930’s. Now it’s the Visitor Center
Fields of black lava that look as if they have been plowed
Aspen growing amongst the huge lava boulders
aspen and pine growing in between the rocks. Apparently these lava beds are less than 2000 years old and are not from a central volcano but welled up from cracks in the earth’s surface. There are also underground lava tubes in the area. It was such a surprise to see it and the area must be particularly beautiful in the fall when the aspen leaves turn golden.
Our 4 days at Watchman Campground in Zion National Park have flown by. We had a site right on the Virgin River which was fortunate since the temps have risen sharply since we’ve been here and it gets to 102 F during the day. The Virgin is shallow, fast flowing, in the 60’s and is fun to float down during the heat of the day.
We’ve spent the majority of our time hiking in the early morning or late evening, although we were dead in the water one day with Jeep issues. Poor thing, it finally got worn out and thankfully it did it on a paved road close to a town. A good Samaritan came by (another Jeep owner of course) and took Leonard back to the RV, so we could come out and tow the Jeep back home. We got the necessary parts the next morning, which Leonard was able to repair himself and we’re off and running again. Leonard says “I guess all that paying it forward stuff really works”. It has for us. We’ve been so fortunate.
Leonard did the famous Angel’s Landing hike yesterday. There was no way I could do that so I went out and took photos. It looks awesome for those of you so inclined.
The last .6 mile of the Angels Landing Hike involves walking across this peak
There’s a chain to hang on to but a lot of people chicken out and don’t do the last part
The view down to the road below
The view of Angel’s Landing from the bottom looking up. I could see people walking along that ridge on the top
Our second foray into the wilderness was to investigate an area known as White Pocket. Excursions to this particular region come with dire warnings about the severity of the landscape and the extremely deep sand. We knew this prior to coming and bought extra gear, including tire deflators, inflators, 5 gallon water containers, shovels and something known as sand rails that we could put under the tires if we got stuck in the sand.
We set off early in the morning, armed with a topo map on Leonard’s phone and a GPS track that someone else had uploaded to the internet. Then we started to encounter the thick sand that had been written about. After all my planning, I started to have second thoughts. Were we in over our heads? I actually thought maybe we should turn around, but Leonard and our friend Mike had cooler heads and wanted to give it a go.
Leonard did a superb job with driving, we didn’t come close to getting stuck and went straight to our destination. Wow, was it worth it. One on the most incredible places I’ve ever been.
This one looked like a Ram’s head
After the cool, green of the North Rim we made a rapid descent of 3000 ft. down to the desert-scape of the Vermillion Cliffs National Monument. We drove down the BLM road that we were looking for and found a camping spot to settle into and plan our next move.
Our purpose for coming here was to investigate some beautiful areas in this remote region, that are only accessible via 4 wheel drive and the gear to get out of the deep sand, if necessary.
The first region we explored was called Paw Holes, which is part of Coyote Butte South in the Vermillion Cliffs Nat. Monument. Along the way we passed an abandoned ranch, known as Poverty Ranch, which was fun to explore.
Abandoned panel truck at Poverty Ranch
The red rocks of Paw Holes were gorgeous. It was quite an adrenaline inducing ride in and when we got there we discovered we were not alone. A family of Germans with 3 young children had hiked in several miles from the opposite direction. Wow!
Ahh, lovely cool pine-scented mountain air and bright green leaves of the aspen trees. After all the hot, dry blowing sand, this was paradise. We have been at the campground of the North Rim of the Grand Canyon for 4 nights. Situated on the canyon rim at 8500 ft, our phones and internet were finally working.
Our campsite with views into the canyon just beyond
We thought perhaps we would see snow when we got up here, as we are early in the season. This campground doesn’t open until mid-May, but the snow is all gone and the weather has been absolutely perfect with sunny blue skies and high’s in the mid 70’s and low’s in the mid 30’s. Perfect campfire, hiking and sleeping weather.
Bright Angel Point
We’ve spent the past 4 days hiking and going on drives to various scenic overlooks all along the North Rim. One in particular, involved going on 4 wheel drive road 17.5 miles to Point Sublime, which totally lived up to its name. It is the narrowest point of the canyon with only 4 miles over to the South Rim and a short video can be seen here.
A face only a mother could love!
We enjoyed a fine dinner in the lodge last night with a window view table of sunset over the canyon. Now we move on, to BLM land and more sun and sand.
We decided to rent a boat and see just a fraction of what beautiful Lake Powell has to offer. The boat was rented from Antelope Point Marina. The 26 ft. , 150 horse-power, deck boat headed up into Navajo arm following this course. It was sunny, warm (about 85), with a bit of a breeze out of the southwest when we got underway. The forecast called for a 30 percent chance of thunderstorms.
It was quite fun poking the boat up into the slot canyons.
We stopped at a sandy beach for a swim and gave Red Paws a much needed bath.
On the way back the clouds started to build and soon we ran into spotty showers. Those were NOT Florida rain drops. They were COLD. Luckily, we missed most of the rain.
What’s around the next bend?