One hike took us through the Cottonwood Narrows. It never got narrow -- but the rocks were steep and lovely; there were plenty of flowers. We also thrilled to the haunting song of the canyon wren. Never saw the bird; but sure heard the tune.
We also explored Grovosnor's Arch -- named for someone at the National Geographic.
And a hike around the campground and through the pipes and freestanding towers in the park.
And, however lovely the place was, the wind was howling! And with it -- a fine coating of red dust EVERYWHERE. Through the mesh on the tent, into our teeth, all over our food. EVERYWHERE.
So we left....
Cottonwood Narrows |
Can you hear the canyon wren? |
Flower |
Flower |
Flower |
Rock View |
Flower |
Driving through the Escalante |
Rattle, rattle down the road |
See the arch? |
Close up of the arch |
Campground is between the red and white cliffs |
Amazing rocks. |
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