Steve wanted to ride along the North Rim of the Grand Canyon before the summer heat. Our trip on May 4-6 may have jumped the gun a little. Since the road from Jacob Lake to the North Rim is closed until May 15, we had to enter by back roads, which still had both snow and some fallen timber blocking the way.
Steve was prepared with his chain saw, so that took care of clearing the roads of trees, but we did have to stop earlier than planned due to snow. We camped about 3 miles from the Grand Canyon border. From there, we rode along a dirt roadway through the forested Kaibab Plateau.
The park entrance, above, was blocked by a gate to prevent cars from entering. Horses are allowed in at any time of year, and going around the gate was no problem.
We encountered a lot of snow and more fallen logs, but most obstacles were easy to go over or bypass.
The horses were able to walk on top of the compacted snow in the morning. By the afternoon, they often sunk into the snowbanks up to their knees.
We saw several Kaibab squirrels scampering in the trees beside the road. The silhouette of one is shown in the photo above. They have an all-white tail, cute little ear tufts, and live only on the Kaibab Plateau on the North Rim, in an area of about 20 by 40 square miles. They are a sub-species of the Abert squirrels found on the South Rim, which are similar but do not have the distinctive tail. The Kaibab squirrels became isolated on the Plateau after the last Ice Age. This squirrel is uniquely adapted to living in the Ponderosa pine forest, since its most significant food source is the seeds within the Ponderosa pine cones.
The Ponderosas are huge trees, as you can see in comparison to Steve and Sugar standing beneath one (I inadvertently cut off the top!) The tallest one recorded is 235 feet in height.
We passed by this little waterfall below Kanabownits Spring,
then stopped to give the horses a grass and water break at a pool downstream. The aspen trees in the background have not leafed out yet, but much of the grass is already green. This is at about 7400 feet.
The above viewpoint looks into Crystal Amphitheatre.
Nearby, a big yucca plant grows amongst the sage and pinon pine.
We rode to Point Sublime, 18 miles from our campsite, a 36 mile ride round trip. The view was well worth the travel. This is one of two places Wesley Powell, early canyon explorer, took landscape artist Thomas Moran to paint the canyon. He presented a composite of the views in his famous painting, "Grand Canyon of the Colorado".
Right on the rim, this claret cup cactus displayed its beauty.
5000 feet below and 5 miles distant, one can see Crystal Creek Rapids, one of the most challenging rapids for summertime Colorado River rafters.
On the horizon, well past the canyon, we spotted the San Francisco Mountains located north of Flagstaff, AZ and 70 miles from this viewpoint. Seeing them is the hallmark of an exceptionally clear day.
On the way back to camp, we trotted up on a small bison herd. All but one ran away. One young one was lying in the road. We thought he must be sick or injured. We tried to tippy-hoof past him, since steep banks and forest made a circuitous route impossible. To our surprise, causing the horses to nearly jump out of their hides, the lone bison leaped to his feet and ran away as soon as we had cleared him by a few feet. Fortunately, he had no interest in charging us. The bison in the Kaibab are really beefalo, heavily interbred with cattle, so they are neither as large nor as wild as the bison in Yellowstone. Still, that was a bit closer encounter than was comfortable.
On the way home the next day, we stopped to let the horses stretch their legs on a byway marked as the Old Spanish Trail. The spot was so lovely, it deserved a photo. The horses enjoyed a few extra minutes snacking on rich grass and dandelions.
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March 13, 2012
Gordon's Panel
The Shaman's Gallery is alternately called Gordon's Panel, after Gordon Smith, a mule wrangler and trail guide who "discovered" the rock art in 1986. Actually, he was just the first to report the find to the Grand Canyon National Park officials.
Above is a close-up of the green and yellow coloration. How the dye was made and applied would certainly be interesting to know.
Some of the colored figures have faded, or are well into the process, as you can see in the animal form above. Does this critter paint his toenails? I'm guessing it's a panther because of the cat claws.
We hiked out of the canyon the same way we came in. Behind the sunlit prickly pear, you can see black rock, the remains of a volcanic lava flow.
These towers near the top are from the Kaibab Formation. By 4PM, we were back at the trailhead. We spent the night in a tent on BLM land outside the Park.
It was a cold night (25 F?) and morning. Here I am, catching the first rays and trying to warm up with a cup of hot chocolate. Note to self: bring more warm stuff next time!
The only other person we saw while camping or hiking was a park ranger who stopped by our camp to check on what we were up to, and stayed to chat for a while.
Animal companion report:
Daisy: Yes, she came on the trip, but she had to stay tied to a tree at the trailhead because dogs aren't allowed on National Park trails. She was sad, but probably happier than if she had stayed home. We did take her for a couple of runs on BLM land.
Horses: No, we did not bring them. We weren't sure about road or trail conditions. The road was rugged, and less than ideal for a 3 horse trailer, but we probably could have made it in and out as long as the road was dry. The horses would have had no problems with the trail, not even in a narrow area with a hundred foot drop on one side. I would have been a tiny bit nervous, however. I was worried enough, inching past it on foot!
This place was visited at least as early as 1943, as indicated by a date carved on a rock beneath the overhang.
Unfortunately, someone has scratched what appears to be a name onto the art panel. It's such a shame that someone has defaced this unique treasure. Above is a close-up of the green and yellow coloration. How the dye was made and applied would certainly be interesting to know.
Some of the colored figures have faded, or are well into the process, as you can see in the animal form above. Does this critter paint his toenails? I'm guessing it's a panther because of the cat claws.
We hiked out of the canyon the same way we came in. Behind the sunlit prickly pear, you can see black rock, the remains of a volcanic lava flow.
These towers near the top are from the Kaibab Formation. By 4PM, we were back at the trailhead. We spent the night in a tent on BLM land outside the Park.
It was a cold night (25 F?) and morning. Here I am, catching the first rays and trying to warm up with a cup of hot chocolate. Note to self: bring more warm stuff next time!
The only other person we saw while camping or hiking was a park ranger who stopped by our camp to check on what we were up to, and stayed to chat for a while.
Animal companion report:
Daisy: Yes, she came on the trip, but she had to stay tied to a tree at the trailhead because dogs aren't allowed on National Park trails. She was sad, but probably happier than if she had stayed home. We did take her for a couple of runs on BLM land.
Horses: No, we did not bring them. We weren't sure about road or trail conditions. The road was rugged, and less than ideal for a 3 horse trailer, but we probably could have made it in and out as long as the road was dry. The horses would have had no problems with the trail, not even in a narrow area with a hundred foot drop on one side. I would have been a tiny bit nervous, however. I was worried enough, inching past it on foot!
March 12, 2012
The Shaman's Gallery
Yes, we found it, above the wash by about 30 feet. The gallery is painted on the slanted ceiling of an alcove by a Native American Michaelangelo.
The National Park service estimates this art was created before 1000 B.C.. The designs are similar to the Barrier style found in Horseshoe Canyon, Canyonlands National Park, attributed to about the same time period. These are pictographs, painted on the rock. (Petroglyphs are pecked into the rock.)
The figures are elongated, life-size, and some are multi-colored. In places, figures seem to be drawn on top of each other.
So much art in one place may have meant that the tribe considered this a sacred place. The protected alcove was a good choice for protecting the colors for 3000 years. The Spirits would be pleased.
The above stitch of several photos shows the breadth of the gallery. This panel is at least 2 miles from any present day water source, and there is no sign of a permanent dwelling.
Maybe this ancient tribe hunted in the canyon in spring or fall, then moved on. A ram and several antlered deer are depicted, which seems to support the hunting theory.
This sharpening rock located within the alcove might indicate that game was butchered here.
What's happening here? A menage a trois? An orgy? Seriously, the ancient ones didn't mind being graphic. Could this scene describe a fertility rite that accompanied a successful hunt?
The narrow alcove doesn't lend itself to easy photography. Here is Steve, doing his best to capture the figures in their splendor.
The National Park service estimates this art was created before 1000 B.C.. The designs are similar to the Barrier style found in Horseshoe Canyon, Canyonlands National Park, attributed to about the same time period. These are pictographs, painted on the rock. (Petroglyphs are pecked into the rock.)
The figures are elongated, life-size, and some are multi-colored. In places, figures seem to be drawn on top of each other.
So much art in one place may have meant that the tribe considered this a sacred place. The protected alcove was a good choice for protecting the colors for 3000 years. The Spirits would be pleased.
The above stitch of several photos shows the breadth of the gallery. This panel is at least 2 miles from any present day water source, and there is no sign of a permanent dwelling.
Maybe this ancient tribe hunted in the canyon in spring or fall, then moved on. A ram and several antlered deer are depicted, which seems to support the hunting theory.
This sharpening rock located within the alcove might indicate that game was butchered here.
What's happening here? A menage a trois? An orgy? Seriously, the ancient ones didn't mind being graphic. Could this scene describe a fertility rite that accompanied a successful hunt?
The narrow alcove doesn't lend itself to easy photography. Here is Steve, doing his best to capture the figures in their splendor.
March 11, 2012
Seeking the Shaman
We're back from a hike into the Toroweap area. We were seeking the ancient Shaman's Gallery, perhaps the oldest rock art in the Grand Canyon.
Here's the view to the east as we start our descent from Tuckup Canyon Trailhead.
On the way down, we see the remains of a million year old lava flow. The lava (which hardened into the black rock seen on the right) flowed 2 miles and formed the mile wide triangular fan that appears in the center of the photo.
This old fence gap frames the trail.
Right below, we see limestone boulders loaded with fossils. Some are crinoid stems. As we descend1800 feet, to about 4000 feet above sea level, temperatures warm, and signs of spring appear.
The cliff rose sprouts leaves.
An Indian paintbrush brightens the path.
Several miles and a couple of hours later, we enter this wide, gravelly wash. This is a great place for rock art, with all of the Supai sandstone ledges and panels. But we don't see a single human-made mark. Are we in the wrong place? Only time and a lot of searching will tell us for sure...
Here's the view to the east as we start our descent from Tuckup Canyon Trailhead.
On the way down, we see the remains of a million year old lava flow. The lava (which hardened into the black rock seen on the right) flowed 2 miles and formed the mile wide triangular fan that appears in the center of the photo.
This old fence gap frames the trail.
Right below, we see limestone boulders loaded with fossils. Some are crinoid stems. As we descend1800 feet, to about 4000 feet above sea level, temperatures warm, and signs of spring appear.
The cliff rose sprouts leaves.
An Indian paintbrush brightens the path.
We find phlox,
this tiny purple flower (milkvetch?),
and another dark purple bloom on Thamnosma montana, a species of flowering plant in the citrus family known by the common names turpentine broom and Mojave desert-rue. This desert bush has such diminutive leaves that it conducts photosynthesis in the succulent green stems. It has a pleasant lemony scent. According to one study done in the Mojave desert, individual plants can live up to 1000 years. Do you see a honey bee, hard at work on the trumpet-shaped flowers? Several miles and a couple of hours later, we enter this wide, gravelly wash. This is a great place for rock art, with all of the Supai sandstone ledges and panels. But we don't see a single human-made mark. Are we in the wrong place? Only time and a lot of searching will tell us for sure...
March 30, 2009
Canyon Connoisseurs

The trail looks almost like a sidewalk where slickrock is exposed, but in many places, the trail markings are slim to none.
Here, a cairn (on the left) marks the way.
Potholes on the esplanade (a flat section below the first cliffy descent) held enough water for pumping a fresh supply for a lunch break. Here, Eric and Steve pose with mushroom-shaped rocks.
Manzanita and this cactus were in bloom.
And this barrel cactus is impressive.
At Deer Creek Spring, water flows out of a limestone cave and falls at least a hundred feet to the ground. During maximum spring runoff, the volume would be greater.


The two young guys raced down to the Colorado River, while Steve rested up at camp. Stars that night were incredible.
The next day, they hiked back to the esplanade, where Eric and Chris took a side trip to Thunder Spring. I don't have Eric's photos from this trip yet, so here are some photos I scanned from May, 1999. Thunder Spring also emerges from the cliffs. What appear to be green bushes in the background are actually 100 foot tall cottonwood trees, to provide some perspective.

The two young guys raced down to the Colorado River, while Steve rested up at camp. Stars that night were incredible.
The next day, they hiked back to the esplanade, where Eric and Chris took a side trip to Thunder Spring. I don't have Eric's photos from this trip yet, so here are some photos I scanned from May, 1999. Thunder Spring also emerges from the cliffs. What appear to be green bushes in the background are actually 100 foot tall cottonwood trees, to provide some perspective.

Steve and our sons (with my daughter and I tagging along on a few occasions) have hiked into the Grand Canyon by many routes, many times over the last 15 years. We have developed a special love and appreciation for this wild, stark country's unique beauty.
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