Showing posts with label Glen Canyon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glen Canyon. Show all posts

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Davis Gulch

Day 1, 2/22/07

We left home late on Thursday night, hoping to get past some of the snow and get an early start at the trail head. We made it as far as Panguich before deciding to stop for the night at 1 am. We slept in the car in a church parking lot.

Day 2, 2/23/07

We left Panguich at 6 AM because I could not stand to try and sleep in the car anymore. It had snowed a little during the night and the barometer was still predicting showers.

We slid off the road between Bryce Canyon and Escalante around 8:30 AM. I guess we should have slept a little longer and tried to find somewhere to eat breakfast so the snowplows could clear off the roads.

The tow truck pulled us back onto the road around 10:30 am and we were back on our way. It cost $188. The alignment was damaged on my car and something under the car was knocked loose – we had to listed to it rattle the rest of the trip in the car.

We finally made it to the top of Davis Gulch at 1:30 pm.

The Actual Trip

We walked along the top of the gulch for about 2 miles. If you’ve read any accounts of people doing this, they recommend against it. I now totally agree. The up-and-down was extremely tiring and we couldn’t really see into the gulch anyway. With full packs on we didn’t dare get too close to the edge.

We turned west to get out of the up-and-down. By this time, the weather was starting to catch up to us and we decided against trying to camp in the gulch. We had pushed our luck pretty far already and did not want to chance a flash flood. We walked through extreme winds and some light snow. Finally, from the South, we could see a major storm coming and decided to set up camp. We found a relatively sheltered spot on the North side of a large rock and set up the tent in an alcove walled by rock on 3 sides (12 S 0501858, 4125456). We were only exposed to the North. Just as the tent went up, it started to snow and the wind really picked up.

We climbed the rock next to which we had setup camp. It was about 100 feet above camp, and the winds were unbelievably strong. They were gusting at least 30 mph. We scouted around the campsite, walking about 1 more mile in a circle and found some sink holes with water just to the east of camp about 1/3 of a mile away. Circling north and west we found an alcove into which many people had carved their names in the sand stone, dating back to 1944.

K.C and I debated the worth of those scrawls, as it seemed that the older ones were almost historic. I am of the opinion that, although I will never do such a thing, in 50 years it might be interesting to see those names in the middle of the desert.

Dinner was a cold affair because of the gusting and swirling wind. As soon as we were done eating we dove into the tent and sleeping bags to read and snooze away the rest of the day. We were both exhausted from the walk, cold, and the excitement from the morning’s slide off. I could not help worrying about my car and how close we had possibly come to injury or death. I think I was affected mentally more than I had considered until that moment.

Day 3, 2/24/07

I got up around 6:30, climbed our rock, and watched the sun rise. The exhaustion and fatigue from the previous day seemed to melt with the rising of the sun and some communion with deity. I contemplated naming our rock “Prayer Rock” but decided on “Sunrise Rock.”

I went down to retrieve my food to eat breakfast and decided to find a spot about ¾ of the way down the rock to eat. After calling to K.C, he came up too and we ate breakfast watching the desert wake up. Thereafter, we called the rock “Breakfast Rock.”

We left camp at 9 AM, angling west. We wandered in a North/west direction and found a heart shaped igneous rock sitting in the middle of a sandy spot. We also found the millstone.

We ended up walking too far north without turning back to the east and had to back track a little in order to find the descent point into the gulch. We built up some rock cairns so that future hikers might find the descent point a little easier than we did. It gets a little hairy in that area and previous rock cairns were gone.

We explored the gulch past Bement arch. The desert is tricky this time of year. When we were in the sun we would start to sweat, but as soon as we entered a shaded spot we’d be chilled to the bone. It was often cold enough that water was frozen in the shaded areas. We located some Anasazi ruins and rock paintings.

Once past Bement arch, the only Anasazi remains are some steps climbing out of the gulch near the narrows. We didn’t make it that far this time though, as we started running out of time. Progress up the gulch is more difficult this year than in previous years. A lot of reeds have grown in the bottom of the gulch and then knocked down by floods, making progress in some areas extremely difficult.

You can see a lot more pictures of the paintings and ruins we found on my flickr page.

As we hiked back, our pace was relaxed and we mis-judged the time it would take to return to camp. We ended up hiking for over an hour in the dark. Luckily, I had a head lamp and we had a half moon lighting the way. In those conditions, we wouldn’t have made it back to camp without the GPS. The desert offers so few landmarks; I can see how easy it would be for someone to become lost.

Dinner that night was pleasant as there was only a slight breeze and the stars were close.

Day 4, 2/25/07

Despite the best of intentions, we slept in a little and missed sunrise. We ate breakfast listening to howling coyotes and then broke camp. We walked east to the sink holes for drinking water for the trip out. All we could find was a small pool that had a thin sheet of ice covering the top. Thank heavens for water purifiers.

The portion of the trip out was relatively uneventful, but we mis-judged the route and ended up walking ¾ of a mile east on the road. We climbed more than we needed to also.

All in all, this was another great trip with some important lessons learned:
  1. Wait for the snow-plows to clear the road when you’re in a Civic with bald tires
  2. Don’t try to walk along the edge of Davis Gulch
  3. Walk almost straight South to the car, avoiding all the up and down
  4. Park west of the top of the gulch, at least ¾ of mile, to avoid extra climbing on the way out


Coordinates of interest:
Milstone:
Campsite:
Descent:

Monday, October 02, 2006

Davis Gulch, Glen Canyon, Utah

Route Name, Location: Davis Gulch, Glen Canyon, Utah
USGS Quad(s):
Trip date(s): Feb and April 2004
Why go? Solitude, Anasazi ruins, beautiful scenery
H20: Plenty
Human Traffic: Almost none
Difficulty: Except for the descent into and ascent out of the gulch, the hike itself is not difficult. Navigation can be tricky as there is not a trail

Description
So, we went to Davis Gulch the first time because it was cold and wet (feet of snow) in northern Utah but we wanted to get out. I found information on the gulch in a book, Hiking Utah, by David Hall. It is located right next to Lake Powell in the Glen Canyon recreation area, within boundaries of a wilderness area.

The first time we went, in Feb. 2004, it was COLD! While there was not snow at our level, we could see it topping the surrounding red buttes, and our water froze each night, even with our water bottles inside the tent next to our sleeping bags. We base camped above the gulch, worried about threatening rain, and were caught in some high winds which made the cold even colder (colder than a mother-in-law’s kiss).

We found out, on the second trip (April 2004), that there are a few places in the gulch on which you can setup a tent and sleep. This is a lot better than camping above the gulch as water is usually running down the gulch and the wind is not nearly as bad. We came the second time because we were so enchanted with the place the first time. I’m sure we’ll go again. These camp spots are well above possible flood levels, nestled close to the cliff wall in the shade.

Special Features
This hike has no trail head, no markers, or anything. As a result, you probably won’t run into anyone while you’re there. I’m not sure, but since there are a number of Anasazi ruins inside the gulch (and one that we found above), that the feds are not quick to have a lot of traffic through the area. You have to hike above the gulch for some time as the only descent is near the lake.

Below are some coordinates to things we found while wandering around, above, and within the gulch. If you go, please do not mess with any artifacts – no touching, taking, defacing, and so on (all coordinates are in UTM). Also, please do not depend on these coordinates to keep yourself out of danger or anything – not my fault if you get lost or hurt! But you can thank me if you make it out safe, charged from seeing things that could be 1,000 years old. Also, there is a lot more to see than what I have documented here. I could not get a good GPS fix once the canyon walls started closing in.

Mill stone: 12 S 0502785, 4127 125 
Rock art: 12 S 0504210, 4128073
Arch: 12 S 0505479, 4129270
Ruin: 12 S 0503756, 4127438
Good place to begin descent into gulch: 12 S 0503840, 4128130

Trip Log
I don’t have a good log for this trip.

Notes
Even though further up the canyon there are not many ruins, I strongly recommend you wander all the way up. There are huge cathedrals cut into the sand stone, cool places to sit, and in general it’s different than anywhere else in the world (or at least my little world). Keep your eyes open for rock art and even steps carved into the stone, ascending out of the gulch in what I would consider a course bent on suicide.

Once you get to the top of the gulch, it gets extremely narrow and appears impassible. We climbed a long way into that narrow crack, as far as we could go without ropes. We had to do some swimming, but it was worth it. I would not recommend going into this narrow point unless you are extremely adventurous and a little stupid. It looks passable, but again, we did not have ropes and therefore had to turn around and go back down the gulch (which was the plan in the first place).