Ranger Kathryn's Arches

July 15, 2010

Precious beyond telling

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Days with family have worth that cannot be described; I am so grateful for their willingness to drive 1400 miles to spend time with me. Our adventures have been sweet and it is my hope that memories are being made that will last a very long time.

Hiking up Professor Creek to the waterfall was refreshing as the mercury hit 102 degrees in Moab. It seems considerably cooler than that as one walks in the stream that runs off from the La Sal Mountains.

Kathryn & Becky along the Professor Creek hike, north of Moab

The 15-foot waterfall pounds the girls after 3 miles of hiking

Tonight’s secret hike to XXXX (a Class 2 archeological site near here) was a highlight for us all. We had the trail all to ourselves. I asked the other five members of the company to please approach the alcove in silence and respect the silence while we were there. A thousand years ago, ancestral Puebloan people lived and worked in this area and the site was regularly used. I wanted us to be thoughtful about its history, rather than cavalier about trekking through their space.

Evan prepares for yet another photograph of the stunning canyon

Family: nothing can replace them.

July 6, 2010

Professor Creek, to the waterfall

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First you stop at Matrimony Spring and fill both your water bottles with cool, fresh water.

Professor Creek, in the middle of its length. Open canyon.

It was to be 89 degrees; I wanted to be near water. Professor Creek, 18 miles up Highway 128 from Moab, flows from La Sal Mountain meltwater — and few people seem to  know about or hike it. Perfect. It’s a canyon that starts wide and becomes imperceptibly narrower as you ascend, until you’re drawn into a slot. With a 15-foot waterfall.

Explorations included a side canyon that had massive flash flood debris in it, and a rock-a-lanche slope (yes, I just invented that word) that would have let me climb all the way out of the deep canyon had I persevered another 25 feet. My footwear was sketchy, the rock very crumbly; as I imagined how long I’d likely lie there after a fall before being discovered, I made the better decision. Besides, I heard faint road sounds from above, and preferred the birdsong of the canyon bottom.

Garter snake disappearing

A deceased Ouzel; no sign of injury. Mystery.

Wildlife sightings: one garter snake, swallows, and cute Ouzels or Dippers. The only place I’ve ever seen these birds is in flowing mountain stream habitat; they have the entertaining ability to walk under water!

Can you see the waterfall?

Rejuvenation comes from four hours of solo hiking, with only one other party in the canyon with me. The burbles of the stream were my constant companion. Squawbush and single-leaf ash surrounded my shady lunch spot. The elusive waterfall 3 miles up-canyon? A sweet reward for persevering in the heat.

[Note to readers: Do not hike this when rain is falling anywhere nearby, due to flash flood potential.]

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