This was a fun little peak to climb. It’s got really high elevation, but you don’t have to climb that much to get to the top. There’s no trail, so getting there can be a challenge without a GPS to keep you on track until you can see the summit, and to help you find the summit you need to get to. It was wonderful to have to jump from boulder to boulder to get to this peak since I hadn’t been on that terrain in a while. I placed a geocache near the top overlooking some lakes to the north. There was a herd of Moose on the top when I got there. They were gone by the time I was able to get my camera out of my pack and turned on. There wasn’t a soul up there, and nothing could be heard for miles. It was a welcome reentry into the mountain tops.
View photos from this trip
I think it was around February that I initially came across the notion of climbing the highest point in each of Utah’s counties. I went out and found the guidebook for doing it. I purchased a GPS (Magellan Sportrak Pro), topo software to load onto the GPS, new hiking boots (my old ones were the cause of the blisters on the Havasu trip), and a couple other essentials. So now I’m ready to go out and bag some of these peaks. I’m just waiting for more of the snow to come off the tops of the mountains before I go up.
Most recently I just got back from a hike down to Havasu Falls on the South-Western edge of the Grand Canyon. It’s a 22 mile round trip hike starting at the top of one of side canyons of the Grand Canyon. The parking lot is actually on a shelf with big cliffs above and below it. There’s helicopter service to the village of Supai, which is 2 miles from the waterfalls for the lazy. If you’re lazy, but still want to go through the canyon you can go down on horse. I went all the way in and out w/ my 40 lb pack.
For the main shot of Havasu Falls I took 5 pictures of segments of the waterfall, and then when I got back put them back together into one big ultra-high resolution picture that I will probably have printed in poster format, and framed.
I think there were more than 300 people down at the campground while I was there for one night (I guess normal people spend two nights to recover, AND normal people reserved their spot 5 months earlier, I was lucky to pick up a cancelled spot the day before). With all the tourist dollars this native-american village brings in ($31.50 for me just to get in and stay the night) I’m surprised they live as modestly as they do. Well, they do have satellites on every house. I managed to get away with only one blister, which ended up being the size of a pistachio (still in it’s shell), and surprisingly it didn’t break open. By the time I reached the parking lot my feet didn’t want to be stepped on any longer. Unfortunately my truck was parked a 1000 feet from the trailhead. 🙁
After the hike I went on to Vegas. I drove on Route 66 for about an hour until I hit the town of Kingsman, AZ. I stopped at Denny’s for an All American Slam, which was SOOO good after having eaten only rehydrated freeze dried food. I also came across a huge Harley Davidson festival while I was there. I noticed that gas was $1.34/gallon which I thought was odd given the town’s relative small size and remoteness, but I decided that Vegas would probably have gas just as cheap, if not cheaper, so I didn’t fill up. What was I thinking? I learned my lesson when I hit Henderson and saw gas for $1.93. The only eventful moment during the last leg of the trip to Vegas was a blockade around the Hoover dam. I spent the night very comfortably in a nice bed in Western Las Vegas, and made it back to Provo the next afternoon. Now it’s back to the normal working life.