There was one major stop for the day, Bears Ears National Monument. Shortly after President Obama turned the area into a national monument, Mom sent me a long article from the Washington Post about it. Since then, we talked about it whenever one of us heard something new. That's why I came to this part of Utah. It feels weird not being able to share it with her.
The weather guessers showed a good chance of a thunderstorm around 11A. The weather radar concurred.
A few days ago, I asked about trails in Bears Ears in a park and travel related group chat on Twitter. Two trails seemed the most promising. With possible rain, the long one was out. Could I work in the short one?
But first, Mexican Hat's namesake. A rock outcrop in the shape of a guy in a sombrero.
Google Maps gave me this to the trailhead...
Silly me, I chose the shorter route.
About a mile back is the turn off for Valley of the Gods Road.
By now, the Bears Ears Visitor Center would be open. So, I drove there instead. Plan C. I asked about the roads.
That stretch of 261 that was unpaved ONLY ran three and a half miles then returned to asphalt. An eight mile dirt road off to the side went to a place called Muley Point. That was also recommended.
North of the visitors center is Hwy 95. That's where I turned west. They told me the sign to look for read South Mule Canyon.
By now the thunderstorm was pushed back to 12:15P. I had an hour. So, I hopped down into the dry wash and started walking.
My destination was a place called House on Fire. At the thirty minute point, I didn't see any dark clouds, but heard a rumble. Time to head back. The folks at Trek Planner did the hike and you can read about it here:
Instead I drove a little further west to Natural Bridges National Monument. At least I knew all the roads were paved. The park ranger told me the rain had been pushed back again. Now due around 5P.
The park road is a loop that passes overlooks and trailhead. The first is the Sipapu Bridge.
Just up the road is a trail down to the base. The trail drops five hundred feet in .6 miles. I started down knowing I'd have to climb back up again. I just wasn't expecting ladders to be involved.
A couple coming up told me the trail goes all the way down to the bottom. They also mentioned more ladders and handrails.
This is where I stopped. Can you blame me?
Next on the loop is the Kachima Bridge.
The last arch is technically a natural bridge since it was cut by water. This is the Owacjowa Bridge.
7:20P
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