JohnTheLuck
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Day 41:
Starting point: Page AZ
Ending point: Page AZ
Distance driven: 124 km
Distance hiked: 15.2 km
Flouch, flouch, flouch, twelve times rather than one! Our only activity for the day was a long hike in Paria-Hackberry Wilderness. The hike begins on Cottonwood Canyon Road and quickly reaches Paria Box, a narrow canyon running through The Cockscomb and carved by the Paria River. The river flowed at a certain rate and the water level approached 25 centimeters in places. A bit disappointing because we had to cross it six times because it runs along the cliff in several places.
The geological layers of The Cockscomb have formed an inclined plane which can be climbed quite easily.
Arriving at the summit, we took a short break to dry ours socks and boots, under the morning sun. Next, we hoped to reach a ridge overlooking Paria River Valley, but the terrain seemed much rougher than expected. We continued on a track towards the northeast and reached a promontory after a few kilometers. From this point, Yellow Rock was visible, and also Cottonwood Hoodoos. Unfortunately, the clouds had also appeared.
Retracing our steps, we headed to a place called Red Point. We had some difficulty finding a passage but we finally succeeded, and our efforts were greatly rewarded by the grandiose spectacle stretching out before us.
After some time, we began our return, this time using another path that we had spotted on the top of the yellow rocks and proved to be a lot easier. At this moment, a huge, very dark cloud was approaching. We even heard two claps of thunder, reverberating off the surrounding hills. A few minutes later, small hailstones began to fall, once again.
This only lasted as long as the cloud passed, without much consequence for hikers because the ground was mainly composed of rock, pebbles and sand. We then reached the top of the slope.
Then a long clearing came, warming us up a little and drying our clothes and the ground, until the fateful moment when we had to cross the river again six times, again... Flouch, flouch, flouch was the sound of my boots filled with water!
Very close to the starting point of the hike, a welcoming committee seemed to want to hold us back a little. The presence of several small calves probably made the mothers a little worried, but it was the one with its long horns that intimidated us a lot more. We walked around them under their watchful gaze, until we were a good distance away and they ignored us.
Arriving at the 4Runner, another big cloud was approaching and we didn't stay there. We picked up Cottonwood Canyon Road again, riding long stretches over bentonite clay. The cliffs along the road had concentrated the hailstones and as they melted they had made the clay very slippery in places. We skidded slightly a few times but fortunately, without consequence. Then we noticed with joy that the cloud had not passed the worst place on the road, where it winds between clay hills. We reached the safety of paved US 89 and returned to Page for our last night.
Tomorrow we hit the road again towards Blanding, Utah, with a few small visits along the way.
Starting point: Page AZ
Ending point: Page AZ
Distance driven: 124 km
Distance hiked: 15.2 km
Flouch, flouch, flouch, twelve times rather than one! Our only activity for the day was a long hike in Paria-Hackberry Wilderness. The hike begins on Cottonwood Canyon Road and quickly reaches Paria Box, a narrow canyon running through The Cockscomb and carved by the Paria River. The river flowed at a certain rate and the water level approached 25 centimeters in places. A bit disappointing because we had to cross it six times because it runs along the cliff in several places.
The geological layers of The Cockscomb have formed an inclined plane which can be climbed quite easily.
Arriving at the summit, we took a short break to dry ours socks and boots, under the morning sun. Next, we hoped to reach a ridge overlooking Paria River Valley, but the terrain seemed much rougher than expected. We continued on a track towards the northeast and reached a promontory after a few kilometers. From this point, Yellow Rock was visible, and also Cottonwood Hoodoos. Unfortunately, the clouds had also appeared.
Retracing our steps, we headed to a place called Red Point. We had some difficulty finding a passage but we finally succeeded, and our efforts were greatly rewarded by the grandiose spectacle stretching out before us.
After some time, we began our return, this time using another path that we had spotted on the top of the yellow rocks and proved to be a lot easier. At this moment, a huge, very dark cloud was approaching. We even heard two claps of thunder, reverberating off the surrounding hills. A few minutes later, small hailstones began to fall, once again.
This only lasted as long as the cloud passed, without much consequence for hikers because the ground was mainly composed of rock, pebbles and sand. We then reached the top of the slope.
Then a long clearing came, warming us up a little and drying our clothes and the ground, until the fateful moment when we had to cross the river again six times, again... Flouch, flouch, flouch was the sound of my boots filled with water!
Very close to the starting point of the hike, a welcoming committee seemed to want to hold us back a little. The presence of several small calves probably made the mothers a little worried, but it was the one with its long horns that intimidated us a lot more. We walked around them under their watchful gaze, until we were a good distance away and they ignored us.
Arriving at the 4Runner, another big cloud was approaching and we didn't stay there. We picked up Cottonwood Canyon Road again, riding long stretches over bentonite clay. The cliffs along the road had concentrated the hailstones and as they melted they had made the clay very slippery in places. We skidded slightly a few times but fortunately, without consequence. Then we noticed with joy that the cloud had not passed the worst place on the road, where it winds between clay hills. We reached the safety of paved US 89 and returned to Page for our last night.
Tomorrow we hit the road again towards Blanding, Utah, with a few small visits along the way.