This post strays from my usual Big Bend haunts to the spectacular state of Utah, one of my favorite places outside of Texas. This trip features one of my favorite pastimes, off-road Jeep camping, and the location is Canyonlands National Park. The planning and permits for this trip were executed by a great friend and ex-neighbor, now living in San Diego, David. We met in Monticello, Utah, and it is there our adventure begins.
Canyonlands National Park is divided into several “districts,” The Maze, Island in the Sky, Needles, and White Rim. Having visited The Maze together several years ago, we planned this trip for the Needles district, and a 4-day trip around the White Rim Road, an old uranium mining road built nearly a hundred years ago, which is a 100-mile long 4-wheel drive road that circles Island in the Sky near the rim that overlooks the Colorado and Green Rivers:As we enter the back country, we pass a famous landmark, “Newspaper Rock,” a large panel of pictographs left as testament to the presence of native peoples here over the past 2,000 years:The road we have selected to penetrate the Needles district is the Elephant Hill Road. The term “road” is really an oxymoron, as it is little more than a marked route up and over the slickrock formations that are so iconic to this part of Utah. It is designated by the National Park Service as the “most technically difficult 4-wheel drive road in all of Utah.” That is an understatement! David and I needed every bit of the customization (lift, skid plates, oversize tires, etc.) that we’ve added to our Rubicons to get through with no damage:
Camp for the next two nights was in the “Devil’s Kitchen” area, and we spent the first afternoon on a day hike along a trail near camp:First night out, we were treated to clear skies and beauiful starsa:Next morning after breakfast, we headed north into the heart of the Needles:Along the way, an unexpected surprise…a panel of pictographs under an overhang:Many hand prints, and a few older “shaman” figures that are familiar to this region:From here, a really technical obstacle confronts us, but we make it through with little difficulty:We reach the trailhead for the “Joint Trail,” a somewhat misleading name, that winds its way through a labyrinth of joints between huge rock slabs, to a fantastic overlook:Next morning, we wake to gray and overcast. The light rain begins as we are heading through the washes and down the “silver stairs” enroute back up and over Elephant Hill and back down:
After a night in Moab, we meet up with Jeff, a friend of David from San Diego, and he joins us for the 4-day trip around the White Rim Road. It begins with an exposed drop through the switchbacks of Shafer Trail Road, down 1500 feet to the plateau of the White Rim:Along this road, totally unmaintained through primitive backcountry for over 100 miles with no facilities, no gasoline, and no cellular service, we are treated to spectacular scenery:A stop at Musselman Arch, where we take a walk on the wild side:Campsite the first night on the White Rim, and a walk for a view of “Washerwoman Arch”:Fresh snow caps the La Sal Mountains, visible in the distance:A beautiful clear night with a crystalline moon:The “White Rim” describes the hard layer of white sandstone which caps the softer underlying layers of red sandstone. In places the White Rim Road ventures perilously close to the edge which falls off to the plateau a thousand feet below:The occasional mountain biker cruising this flat part of the White Rim Road:We reach an area of Canyonlands know as “Monument Valley,” with the Needles seen in the background:An unnamed arch we dub “Keyhole Arch”:At White Crack trail, we do some capstone hopping out to a high point for a 360 degree panoramic overlook at the spectacular land below:After a climb up “Murphy’s Hogback” we set up camp 2 on a high point for the night:Pancakes hit the spot on a cool morning:With rain in the distance, we break camp and get out on the road. Along the way we stop for several magnificent vistas where the Green River bends its way through the canyons below:The peninsula formed by this bend in the Green River has been inhabited for thousands of years by native peoples who hunted and farmed this rich bottom land. The remains of a cliff dwelling still stands on the side of the “Turk’s Head” formation at its center:Canoeists make their way through spots where the river widens and slows:The last big climb up and over a granite intrusion that prevents following the river, we drop down the back side to our final of three campsites for the evening, located at river level just above the river bank:Mountain bikers start the descent down:Camp along the Green River:The next morning we slog our way through mud, water, and more mud as the road snakes its way through “Potato Bottoms” to meet up with the gravel road that climbs back up to the Island in the Sky, and ultimately back to Moab:It’s no wonder why we’re continually drawn back to the canyonlands country of south central Utah. If you go, be sure you are properly equipped for desert survival and self-rescue. That said, the scenery and solitude makes it well worth the effort.
Published by texasflashdude
Photography and Travel, specifically adventure travel and backpacking in remote North America, give me an excuse to stay outside. If kayaks, bikes, backpacks, Jeeps, archeology, geology and wildlife can be included, all the better. Having spent my life working in the fashion and photography industries, I love the unusual, the spectacular, and the beautiful. God has given us a wonderful world in which to live, and I try to open others’ eyes to its wonders. I have shared nearly 50 years of this indescribable wonder with my wife, Jodie, and we go everywhere together. I hope you will share some of our journey with us.
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10 thoughts on “Canyonlands”
Wow. Now that was a trip I was not expecting. God does hide some of his handy work in the most beautiful places. I just got home from Kansas and guess a flat lander is what I will always be. 3 weeks of much needed rest, shopping and sewing with my sister is all I can handle now. Dan stayed home for one week alone. First in a very long time and he did great. He has come a long, long way so far and it is so good to see him so happy at work and with his life now. Praise God for that.
Till next time. Can’t wait to see where you take me then.
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Thanks, Kathy. Really sounds like Dan is doing well and is happy. A miracle, indeed. Glad you liked our trip. David is doing well. Marcia and Jodie sat this trip out at home (tough being bounced around in a Jeep). Everyone says hi.
Wow looks like a beautiful and amazing trip!
As always: FANTASTIC! Thanks, Bob.
Well, I’ve been to Moab. There ends any similarity between your most recent trip through Utah and mine. I did live in Salt Lake City for a year in the late 70s, but at that point in my life I wasn’t much interested in the outdoors. I did some hiking in the Wasatch, and a little touring around, but that was it.
It’s good that you added that note at the end about survival and self-rescue. My treks hardly are on the same level as yours, but even so, the old rule from sailling applies on land, too: every member of the crew needs to be able to single-hand. Beyond that, you’re clearly well-outfitted. It’s fun to pour over your camp photos, too, and see just how well prepared for that kind of journey you are.
It’s fantastic to see these places I’ll never get to. Seeing them is great motivation for pushing the boundaries as much as I can: to go farther, and do more, or at least to pay more attention to what’s around me. Wonderful, wonderful post. Thanks for sharing so many photos with us.
Linda, I always appreciate your thoughtful comments on my posts, almost as much as I love reading your blogs. Sharing and entertaining are the reasons I do a blog, and your comments are certainly always appreciated. Thanks so much.
A beautiful rugged land and your images do it justice.
I reckon you’d enjoy bush travel Outback in Oz.
this is a wonderful photo story with superb images. Well done. I visited this place more than 30 years ago and really enjoyed your photos.
Thank you. You should come back again.
I should. 🙂