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Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Death Valley National Park, California - Hiking

Winter has begun to loosen it's grip on northern Utah.  The daylight hours are noticeably longer and the snow in the lower elevations is gone, washed away by recent rain storms.  It hasn't been a harsh winter in Salt Lake City, especially compared to the snowed-in East Coast, but I am ready for the season to be over.  Roger and I decided to spend the Presidents' Day holiday weekend in Death Valley, California to enjoy some sun and warmth, and to jump start the Spring fever that inevitably sets in this time of year.

An inappropriate but welcome sight in Death Valley


After spending the night at Hunter and Col's house in St. George, Roger and I drove the final four hours to Death Valley on Thursday morning.  One of the most exciting aspects of entering Death Valley, aside from the stunning scenery, is watching the outside temperature rise as you descend below sea level.  We made a quick stop at photogenic Zabriskie Point and then on to Furnace Creek Campground where we had a site reserved for two nights of mild desert camping.

Zabriskie Point

Site 107 at Furnace Creek - one of the nicer sites


After setting up camp, we decided to head down to Badwater Basin to see a few of the more popular sites in Death Valley and to visit the lowest point in North America.  We arrived at Badwater Basin just in time to join ranger led walk out to the salt flats and learned a bit about the unique geology of the area.  The highlight was walking farther out on to the salt pan than most people venture to view some of the salt polygons created by evaporation and salt accumulation in the basin.

Badwater Basin salt polygons

Badwater Basin salt polygons


We made a quick stop at nearby Devil's Golf Course to walk across a different part of Badwater Basin.  This area was filled salt boulders covered with extremely sharp salt crystals, making walking a difficult and potentially a painful experience if one made a misstep.  The quiet solitude and beautifully harsh scenery of this area is what makes Death Valley such a wonderful place to explore.

Salt crystals at Devil's Golf Course

Heading north, we drove through Artist's Drive to view some of the vividly colored cliffs overlooking Badwater Basin.  The most photographed area of this drive is a hillside called Artist's Palette that contains a mix of many unusual colors, including pink, white, and blue.

Artist's Drive

Artist's Palette

As the sun began to set, we headed to the popular Golden Canyon trailhead and walked through the canyon for a few miles before ending up below Zabriskie Point.  The canyon itself was nice, but the highlight was walking up and out of the canyon on one of the many side trails to get views of the surrounding cliffs.

Golden Canyon at sunset

Golden Canyon at sunset

Sunset from Golden Canyon

Full moon over Death Valley

On Friday morning, Roger and I headed to the western side of Death Valley to experience some of the less visited areas of the park.  Our first stop was a place called Darwin Canyon, just west of Panamint Springs, that contains a desert oasis of trees, flowers, and waterfalls.  The sharp contrast of water and greenery to the surrounding barren rock is dramatic, and the waterfalls themselves were spectacular.  This would be an amazing place to visit on a scorching summer day in Death Valley.

Darwin Canyon

Lower Darwin Falls

Upper Darwin Falls

Following Darwin Canyon, we returned to Panamint Valley and took a bumpy dirt road off the main highway to reach the access point for Panamint Sand Dunes.  After a several mile trek across the open desert to reach dunes that never seemed to get any closer, we were rewarded with graceful, shifting mountains of pure white sand and what felt like an entire valley to ourselves.  The sun was hot and the dunes were exceptionally fun to explore, making for a perfect summer day in mid February.

Hiking to Panamint Sand Dunes

Panamint Sand Dunes

 Panamint Sand Dunes

Panamint Sand Dunes

Sunset in Panamint Valley

Hunter and Col joined us in Death Valley on Friday evening, and on Saturday morning we packed up camp and headed to the town of Beatty, NV to fill up on cheaper gas and begin our next adventure.  Our first stop was the ghost town of Rhyolite, NV, a former gold rush town that peaked in 1907, and the nearby Bullfrog-Rhyolite cemetery.  Later, we made the scenic drive through Titus Canyon before returning back into Death Valley.

Rhyolite Ghost Town

Rhyolite Ghost Town bank

 Cemetery plaque

Bullfrog Rhyolite Cemetery

Titus Canyon Drive

Titus Canyon

 Leadfield Ghost Town mine

Titus Canyon Drive

After returning to the main valley, we headed north and made a quick stop at Ubehebe Crater before continuing on the dirt road toward Racetrack Playa.  The road to the Racetrack was fairly well maintained and I was surprised by the number of cars we passed along the way.  Despite the somewhat remote location and the long dirt road, it was obvious that the Racetrack has become a popular destination.  We stopped at the north end of the playa to climb around the Grandstand and then drove south for a couple of miles beyond the playa to the primitive Homestake Dry Camp.  Several good camping spots can be found at Homestake and we enjoyed a peaceful evening under the stars until a group of noisy campers arrived to break the stillness.

Ubehebe Crater

Along the road to Racetrack Playa

Teakettle Junction

The Grandstand on the Racetrack Playa

Homestake Dry Camp

On Sunday morning, Roger and I woke up before sunrise and headed back to the Racetrack Playa to see the mysterious "sailing" stones, the main attraction that brings everyone to the playa.  These stones are thought to move when a combination of water, ice, and wind make the surface of the playa slick enough and the rocks buoyant enough to leave mysterious trails in the mud.  Despite seeing pictures of the sailing stones beforehand, witnessing them in person at sunrise was a surreal experience.  We had the entire playa to ourselves, a far different experience than if we had visited the playa during the middle of the day.

Sailing stones on Racetrack Playa

Sailing stones on Racetrack Playa

Sailing stones on Racetrack Playa

Sailing stones on Racetrack Playa

Sailing stones on Racetrack Playa

Roger and I attempted to access Saline Valley from the Racetrack, driving along the severely bumpy and exposed Lippincott Road for two miles, until it became clear that our vehicle was not suitable for the drive without risking damage or flat tires.  The hot springs of Saline Valley will have to wait for another visit.  We turned around and headed back to Furnace Creek, experiencing a flat tire along the way, and had a nice lunch break in the warm sun before returning to St. George on Sunday night.  I look forward to the day that the summertime temperatures we experienced in Death Valley return to Salt Lake.

A perfect day in Death Valley

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Zion National Park and Gooseberry Mesa, Utah - Hiking and Mountain Biking

After a busy year full of fantastic adventures, it was time to wrap up 2013 and welcome the new year with some good friends in southern Utah.  Everyone enjoyed the New Year trip to Bryce Canyon last December so we decided to do something similar and rent a home for a few days just outside of Zion National Park.  As much as I love camping, it is nice to enjoy a little luxury once in a while, especially if that luxury includes a hot tub for star gazing after a long day of hiking or biking.

Zion National Park

I've always wanted to check out the Narrows of Zion, but the popularity of this particular hike and the massive crowds herding into the narrow canyon have been a major turn-off.  When I learned that some people use dry suits to explore the Narrows during the colder months, I knew this would be my chance to explore without the crowds.  Roger and I rented dry suits from Zion Adventure Company on Sunday morning and headed up the main canyon to the Temple of Sinawava to begin our hike into The Narrows.

Starting the hike into The Narrows

Roger in The Narrows

The Narrows

The Narrows

 Solitude in The Narrows

Natural spring in The Narrows

The dry suits and neoprene socks kept us warm all day, although the temperatures were fairly mild in the Narrows compared to the frigid weather Zion experienced a few weeks ago.  We saw several groups of people in dry suits throughout the day, but the majority of our hike was peaceful and quiet.  We hiked through Wall Street and turned around near Big Springs before taking a side trip into Orderville Canyon.  Orderville was icier and darker, and contained a few small obstacles and waterfalls to enjoy.  We hiked to Veiled Falls before turning around and heading back through the Narrows to the trail head.  We didn't cover a lot of miles, but spent about seven hours in the canyons.  I was never cold, but I was happy to put on dry shoes and warm clothes after a full day in the dark, wet canyons.

Ice in Orderville Canyon

Veiled Falls

Roger above Veiled Falls


On Monday morning, Roger and I headed over to the ghost town of Grafton.  The town was first settled in 1859 by Mormons hoping to grow cotton, but the silty Virgin River, destructive floods, and the threat of Indian attacks resulted in the town being abandoned around 1921.  A few buildings and the cemetery have been preserved and are now protected by the Grafton Heritage Partnership.

The school house and Russell Home in Grafton

 John and Ellen Wood Home in Grafton

Grafton Cemetery

Later on Monday, Keith, Roger, and I headed up the steep and muddy road to Gooseberry Mesa to do some mountain biking.  We started at the Windmill trail head and worked our way west toward the point of the Mesa.  The Windmill, Bowls and Ledges, and North Rim trails offered amazing views of the surrounding desert and cliffs of Zion, but were a little more technical than the "more difficult" description they were given.  Although there was little in the way of climbing as the trails sit on top of the mesa, sections of slickrock with quick, steep ups and downs made for a challenging ride.  The trail junctions were marked with piles of rocks, but we missed a few turn offs and ending up riding a little longer than expected.  The views from the point of the mesa were spectacular and worth the effort, and we returned to the trail head just as the sun was setting.

Keith at Gooseberry Mesa

Gooseberry Mesa

The point of Gooseberry Mesa

 Roger at Gooseberry Mesa

Sunset at Gooseberry Mesa

View from Gooseberry Mesa

After watching a beautiful sunrise on Tuesday morning, Roger and I hiked to the West Rim of Zion via the West Rim Trail.  The sun was out and it was a mild day, but the middle section of the trail, aptly named Little Siberia, was full of packed snow and ice.  Microspikes would have been perfect for the hike, but we managed to make it through the snow and up on to the West Rim near Cabin Spring.  We enjoyed the great views and warm sunshine before heading back to the house to prepare for New Year's Eve.

Sunrise from Virgin, Utah

West Rim Trail

West Rim Trail

Entering Little Siberia on the West Rim Trail

With Roger on the West Rim

Welcoming the new year