Saturday, October 12
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Views from Needles Overlook |
We arrived last night at the Needles Outlook
fairly late, the light was quickly fading so it was really hard to see the landscape. This morning we weren’t going to leave until we could get the morning’s light to See the breathtaking landscape. It did not disappoint!
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Another view from Needles Overlook |
Next, we were on the road from Needles Outlook (22 miles from the main road route 191) , south on 191 to Canyonlands National Park/Needles section. This was the first reopening day of the National Parks in Utah;
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The irridecent boulders/Needles Overlook |
THANK YOU Governor of Utah for springing for this reopening (for at least 10 days and more if needed). Sometime while driving there, we decided that since it was about 32 miles into this park, we might want to see if they have any campground openings
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Our boondocking spot at Needles Overlook |
This was
especially since we were at the head of a line of vehicles riding down the
mountain road to get there. Honestly, I
didn’t have much hope as this was around 10 am.
Did I say breathtaking views?????? WOW!!! The ride in was fabulous…Utah is fabulous.
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Hiking...you can see our rv in background Canyonlands National Park |
We scored a campsite of our choosing ($15 thank
you) and set up camp which for us is putting the mat out and taking the bikes
down. However, we have no mat right now
as we left it in Goblin Valley SP.
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Hiking views |
Next
came the decision as to what we were going to do today which took more time
than taking the bikes down or positioning/leveling the rv. I was being lazy and indecisive and wasn’t up for a long hike.
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Simply awesome views |
We finally settled on biking to the visitors
centers which morphed into let’s just bike less than ¼ mile to the trail head
and see what we see. Back and forth
discussion ended up with my at least starting on the Big Spring Canyon to Squaw Canyon trail and if I decided to walk back…okay with me.
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Scrambling down and up this was work. |
The description said, “the route connects to
canyons for a loop across varied terrain.
The route climbs steep grades and is not for someone with fear of heights.” (YUP, fear of heights that is me.)
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The big picture |
Off we went and I was thinking that I would end
up walking back but I got into walking pretty easily and some of the tough
parts (scrambling and clawing my way up the steep grades and down a ladder) I
managed to perform with David’s help. I also
had David scope out some parts ahead to let me know if this was something I
wanted to do. Of course, he climbs rocks
for fun so he has no fear. I managed
with sweating hands and a bit of stress to make it through (and with David’s
help) some tough parts. We hit the flats
again…phew.
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This is the saddle between two canyons that we crossed and you can see me in the picture...the dot left of the saddle. |
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The potholes and almost done |
There was some discussion as
to where exactly we were. Usually in
this stuff I am the one who is right.
Well, David wasn’t convinced I
was right so he asked the family we ran into if they knew where we were. This time I was wrong and we were not where
we thought we were (not many signs out there but lots of cairns). As it turns out we had made a wrong turn in
the beginning and we were in Lost Canyon.
At this point we had a choice. Go
back over the difficult stuff or go forward.
Forward meant 6.1 miles to get back to trailer. Backward was much shorter. Guess which one I picked? Forward.
Also, the man had said there was no more scrambling. In my own defense, it is not that I cannot
perform the tasks of scrambling/clawing but when you add heights to the formula
it freaks me out…fear of falling on something I probably won’t fall on.
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View out our dining window. |
Onward I marched thrilled to not have any more
scrambling or heights to deal with. We
walked, walked, and walked. I was
beginning to wonder if we would make it out before dark so I took no breaks. We were not prepared for dark I am
embarrassed to say. Through stream beds,
sand/lots, up and down, some light scrambling.
Finally the canyon was getting narrower and going up….not a good sign
for me. We made it almost to the top where I saw I was going to be stressed
by the height/scrambling. Crap, that man
lied! At this point there was no turning
back due to time constraints. As we got to the top/saddle between the two canyons via some scrambling/heights, David busied
himself taking photos. I didn’t look
down or at the view until later (in the pictures). We
were both tired from no breaks, my hips hurt, david’s knees hurt. He hadn’t
worn his knee brace because he thought we weren’t going to do much. There seemed to be endless canyons but we
knew we were on the right path and closer to our rv. We picked our way down and out of the canyon. Finally with long shadows we hit the trail
junction and 1.1 miles back to camper. I
could see it in the distance! It was
the longest 1.1 miles ever. My legs
felt like rubber. Fast dinner and
relaxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. In the end we
walked 8.0 to 8.7 miles and if we had done our original hike to Big Spring it
might have been 7.5 miles.
Additional notes to self regarding Canyonlands: no dump station, section A seemed better than section b, dishwashing sink at campground, bring in water although they do have pumps, research hikes online to see what are the best ones to do. Needles Outpost/private campground has a dump station should you need it but it is not close or even on the way out...miles away. There are enough potential overnight pull offs along 211 should the National Park not have sites. Check out time is 10 am.
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