The plan for today was to visit Natural Bridges National Monument. Unlike most destinations we have visited, Natural Bridges has two possible routes from Green River. We decided to take the westerly route through Hanksville and return the easterly route.
Along the route, we entered the Glen Canyon National Recreation Area. The Colorado River flows into Glen Canyon and creates Lake Powell behind the Glen Canyon dam in Page, Arizona. With the recent droughts, the lake was extremely low, and we only saw the river. We stopped at a boat ramp that was once on the lake to take a closer look. The water was well below the ramp and what was left was extremely steep and nearly unusable for anything other than rafts. In addition to the steepness challenge, the current was very swift due to the increased spring flow.
Further down the road, we passed an air strip near the river crossing. We stopped by the bridge and imagined what it must look like with the water level at its former level. While there, we heard something unusual, like the sound of an airplane. I didn’t think anything more about it.
When we left the bridge to continue our trip, I decided to go back up the hill and get a closer look at the air strip. To my surprise, there was a Cessna 182 parked beside the strip. I stopped and got out to get a closer look. The owners were nearby looking into the canyon. When they came back, we started talking. Soon, it was time for them to leave. We watched as the pilot taxied to the end of the runway, turned around, accelerated down the sloping runway, and took off. Who says money can’t buy happiness.
We continued along our route and eventually arrived at Natural Bridges National Monument. We first stopped at the park sign, then continued to the Visitor Center, where they had just enough wi-fi to check in with my National Parks application.
David and Susan at the park entrance |
While eating our picnic lunch, we studied the park map. The park is a nine mile loop with several stops along the way. We wanted to hike to Sipapu Bridge, but hiked to Kachina Bridge instead.
The hike to Kachina Bridge was short with several hundred feet of vertical elevation change, including a ladder. Along the descent, we passed a cute little arch.
David standing beside a small arch |
After the descent, we continued along a dry wash until we reached the bridge. Although we could see the bridge from above, the reveal on the trail was breathtaking. I can’t recall ever standing beneath so much rock. It was truly unbelievable.
David standing below Kachina Bridge |
Andrew and I explored the area beneath the bridge for awhile, then turned around and headed back to the trailhead. The climb back up was pretty strenuous, so we decided to skip the trail to the Sipapu Bridge, which includes even more vertical elevation change.
Andrew standing on a rock near Kachina Bridge |
Back in the car, we continued the loop and stopped at Horse Collar Ruins. On the opposite side of the canyon, we could see the remains of tiny dwellings high up the canyon wall.
Our final hike in the park was to Owachomo Bridge. This hike was much easier and quicker. Susan joined us on the short hike to the relatively smallish bridge.
After the hike, we returned to Hanksville rather than Moab. The word on the street was that the Hanksville side of the loop was more scenic. We already knew it was scenic, since that is the way we came. I think the deciding factor was the opportunity for another shake from Stan’s Burger Shak. We also stopped at Hollow Mountain convenience store. As the name implies, the store is cut into the side of a hill.
Susan and David exploring Hollow Mountain |
Finally, we were back on the road to Green River. The drive back was uneventful for the most part, until we got onto I-70. By this time, the sun was already below the San Rafael Reef, but there was enough light to see a coyote run across the interstate in front of us.
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