As a new addition to our typically Grand Canyon-only hiking repertoire, we decided to embark on some adventures in Utah. Dave, Colin and Oleg flew in a little Cessna from Flagstaff to Escalante, where I picked them up and drove us all to Boulder. From there, we took the Burr Trail (now fancily paved!) to the trailhead for the Little Death Hollow hike. This hike through Jurassic Navajo and Wingate sandstone is lovely, and the trail winds through some fairly decently narrow spots. At one point, we had to either bridge (Dave!) or find a route up and over to avoid getting wet. We camped at the Escalante River, which eventually makes its way all the way to Lake Powell. Biting flies were a bit of a nuisance at first, but we realized they mainly camped out in the stagnant water just upstream from us, so if we didn't attract them down to camp, we were ok. The site was lovely and lying in the creek in the late afternoon sun with backlit flies, birds and dragonflies was one of my favorite moments. I wasn't watching the grit and got some silver dollar sized blisters on both pads of my feet, making me a little distracted on the hike out. Near the trailhead we passed some amazing stands (now lying) of old petrified wood. My blisters didn't stop me from going along on the Peek-a-Boo, Spooky and Brimstone slots of the Dry Fork Coyote Gulch, some of my favorite trails. I think they may have become favorites to others as well. Something about the searing heat, the red sand and the steep canyon walls just tells me I'm home.
Walking through a narrow part in Little Death
Tiny little snake!
Video "tape" of Brimstone end of the line
Starting the taxi
Airplane leaves Escalante
GPS of our track on Google Earth:
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All pictures are below: