Camping in the cottonwood grove
Our new whip, we refer to her as ‘ol 98’.
Labyrinth Canyon, Green River, Utah
Sunset over Factory Butte and the Caineville Badlands, Hanksville, Utah
Canyoneering at night in the Cottonwood Narrows, Cockscomb, Utah
A Hundred Miles From Nowhere || October 19, 2013
Whenever I go to the Escalante, I feel an obligation to visit a certain canyon. The beauty of this place is unimaginable. It’s as if it’s the Garden of Eden. Springs drip from the canyon walls and the birds echo in the canyons. This is a spiritual place. A place like no other. It’s one of the few remaining canyons that hold the essence of Glen Canyon, that was buried by Lake Powell. My heart aches for that place.
"Should we also flood the Sistine Chapel, so tourists can get closer to the ceiling?" - Edward Abbey
At night, the desert comes alive. Coyotes howl, ringtails become mischevious, and the kangaroo rat cleans up your kitchen.
October 18, 2013 | A Hundred Miles From Nowhere
The sun awakens us, and we slumber out of the truck. We needed an early start today, because we knew that we had a long day ahead of us. After following a broken trail of cairns, we finally make our way to the Escalante River. We visited Neon Canyon, and relaxed in the Golden Cathedral. The colors were amazing! We visited some petroglyphs, and took a bath in the river. As we were trekking out of the canyon, we were blessed with a full moon rising over the canyons.
Red Breaks may be the most beautiful walk through slot canyon out there.