April 13th -- I stopped in Kayenta to try to upload two blog posts,
but the wireless was slow enough that the laptop battery died before the second
post was finished. With everything done that could be done, I headed north
through Monument Valley,
following the local water delivery service part of
I was pleasantly surprised at the air quality. After
the wind the night before, I didn’t have much hope for visibility. While it
wasn’t perfect, it was better than we’ve seen sometimes.
I dropped down the hill and around the corner to
cross the bridge at Mexican Hat,
just in time to spot a couple inflatable kayaks
drifting down the river. Next stop for them will be Clay Hills, shortly before
the San Juan river gets swallowed up by Lake Powell.
Before I turned off of Highway 163 onto Utah Highway
261/316, I stopped to get a picture of the sombrero, the town’s namesake.
Goosenecks was my destination for the day, but not
because of nearby ruins or petroglyphs. Twelve years ago, I had a permit for a
San Juan river trip from Mexican Hat to Clay Hills. I passed that permit off to
a friend that was going on the trip and flew to Washington with BJ for her
Dad’s funeral instead. Turns out, I’ve never seen this stretch from the water.
This trip was a chance to see it from above, and to give thanks for Joe’s
part in my life.
Campsites are where you want them along the rim.
Those closest to the entrance include a table, trash can, and fire ring but no
improvements such as grading. I had to walk about 30’ from my door to get the
As if the view to the south isn’t good enough, there
is also an expansive view to the north. The cliffs in the distance form the
southern edge of Cedar Mesa. I’m not taking the direction route, choosing to NOT tow the trailer up the Moki Dugway.
There are places to visit before I get there, but the Cedar Mesa is an upcoming
This post uploaded and scheduled thanks to the fast Wifi with dinner at Twin Rocks Cafe in Bluff, Utah.