Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Coyote Gulch

Road trip!! 

Details:  
Boulder, CO to Escalante, UT (approximately) to backpack Coyote Gulch
Roundtrip car mileage: >1,100 miles
Roundtrip foot mileage: 10 miles 
Nights in the canyon: 2

Stats: 
Hitchhikers picked up - 1 
Hubcaps lost - 1
# of times pulled over - 1
# of times asked if we had pot in the car whilst pulled over - 7
Lbs of salami consumed - many

On the road in CO


Glenwood Canyon and the raging Colorado River


Fearless parking lot bunny

Utah scenery


View from the pass on UT-12 through Capitol Reef Nat'l Park (elev. 9,600 ft)

Wanted by the law in Boulder, Ut.


Aaaand, we're there! Almost...

We arrived at Hole-in-the-Rock Road a little after 9 pm, but with 35+ miles left to travel down the washboard dirt road. We got to the Fortymile Ridge trailhead well past dark, jostled, and one hubcap short. There was a group of campers scattered throughout the parking lot, already asleep, so we made quick work of setting up a bed in the back of the Subie. 

The next morning we ventured out.



Sand-burrowing beetle/grasshopper.



Grassy field tucked into the rocky landscape


Almost to the canyon



SummitPost suggests that you come here and "plunge yourself into the heart of geologic time as you contemplate the eons that have preceded your insignificant life span." So. we. did. 

"Crack in the Wall" entry point near the confluence of Coyote Gulch and the Escalante River

 Too-big backpacks cirsumvrenting the too-skinny crack



View of the confluence and sandy slope where we entered the canyon.

Stevens Arch in the background


Made it to the canyon floor. So very glad to have my boots off and my feet in the water

Mmmm spring water


The glorious waterfall sit.



This is where we bedded down the first night (the tent is visible on the sand in the bottom left of the pic)

Carl scrambled up the hill above the site to check out these pictographs on the canyon wall.

Glad to be done for the day.

The next day we slept in and took our time enjoying breakfast and coffee (via my new french press! thanks C!) and breaking up camp before heading out. It was a cool morning and stepping back into the water was an invigorating start to the day.

Before long we reached Coyote Natural Bridge



Then this fun little waterway




Eventually we reached Jacob Hamblin Arch, on the other side of which we claimed a campsite and ditched our packs so we could explore further up the canyon with a lighter load.


There were lizards aplenty in this canyon, but they were very elusive (I only caught one). The frogs, on the other hand were very accommodating of my need to commune with them...and this brought me endless joy.


Bow chicka wow wow. Nature.

Scale


Cloud of tadpoles

Big'un captured by Carl, at which point he stated, "I caught a tadpole. You can quote me on that."

Overcoming my exhaustion with some flexing and growling.



Scouting our route out of the canyon the night before. A group of day hikers had a 150-ft climbing rope at their disposal here  - something we wouldn't have the next day. The climb seemed a little hairy, even without our loaded packs, but it was preferable to trudging all the way out of the canyon.  

Goofin' back at the campsite.





This was a long night, as there were all manner of species engaging in obstreperous mating rituals until well after dark. Nature.






The next morning we made an effort to get up early, but still ended up sharing the escape route with a group of college students in a backpacking class. We all clambered up the first portion of the rock face together, but Carl navigated a route that took us away from the tangle of people. Here he is, almost to the top, with our starting point visible below.

Out of the canyon and marching back to the car.


We made it back to the trailhead by about 9am and hit the road for the long drive home. Our eyes were peeled for our rogue hubcap and we stopped at 2 or 3 decoy hubcaps before...low and behold....!

We saw this cursed creature of evil at a local gas station on our way out of town. Its wings were about 4 inches long, making it freakishly larger than the house moths we get during the summer (which put me in a tizzy fit when I hear them fluttering against the window when I'm trying to fall asleep at night. ugh.)

The end! Great trip. We recommend it highly.


Thursday, April 28, 2011

Railroad Revival Tour

Let me start by saying that I know this whole thing is maybe a little overindulgent, theatrical, and beardy, but, I LOVE IT.  For anyone who missed my squeals of excitement for the weeks leading up to the show, here's what went down: my friend Lauren and I caught a plane to Austin, Texas mid-morning on a Tuesday, caught a bus to downtown, caught a show, and caught a plane back to Colorado at 6 am Wednesday morning.  That's the bare bones run-down. The point: to see 3 fun, folksy, wonderful bands at one stop along their whimsical railroad tour across the Southern US - Old Crow Medicine Show, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, Mumford and Sons. If you've never heard of any of these bands, and don't care to look them up, here are some adjectives that should help paint the picture: old-timey, sepia-toned, banjo-y, Depression-era Americana folk dust-bowlers. 

Again, I understand that this tour comes off as "schtick" to some (see example below), but the whole experience makes me feel good for some reason, and I love the music, so I buy into it one hundred percent. So there. 

An article from Austin's A.V Club website, entitled, "Mumford and Sons fulfill destiny, book tour on vintage locomotive" said this: 
"Last fall, The A.V. Club's own Steven Hyden memorably described English folkees Mumford and Sons as "hokey cornpone-ographers," a descriptor the band will take to its logical conclusion by embarking on a six-stop tour of the American Southwest on a fucking train. Said train will be composed of vintage railcars from the mid-20th century and also carry the members of Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros and Old Crow Medicine Show, because of course it will."
Haters gonna hate...but I appreciate the wit.

Without further ado, here are pics from Austin and the show.



Angelina Belle Eberly, lighting a canon


skirt





poster art, from here

the venue @ 4th and Waller




Old Crow Medicine Show

Me & L-dawg



Edward Sharp & The Magnetic Zeros


Mumford and Sons




Austin High marching band

communal gypsy hippy love fest

post-show skee ball


high score


Everybody on stage for one final song...

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Crater Lakes

Saturday was glorious. We awoke to snow falling (on my newly planted veggies) and a day free of commitments. So, C loaded the car with various snow accessories, I gathered some snacks and poured a thermos of hot coffee for the road, and off we went. We ventured...up. 

Plan A (to climb South Arapaho Peak) was foiled by a snowy, slippery road. So we executed Plan B - hiking to the Crater Lakes in the James Peak Wilderness.  

Topo of the route 
(from protrails)

East Portal Rd.

The serene, lonely trail.




Taking C's new ice axe for a test run.

At the lowest lake (elev. 10,630 ft).

Snack break!



Coal emerging from Moffat Tunnel back at the trailhead. 

Beautiful day. (Carl was so excited about the powdery conditions that he went back this morning for a snowboard run)

In other news: Happy Easter!