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Sunday, November 2, 2014

"Many Pools" and Beyond, and Murder By Death In An Airbrushed National Postcard




On the heels of a solo mountain bike ascent up The Flying Monkey, on a day when the mercury topped out over 80, I was ready for a casual day, maybe take a little stroll up one of Zion's nameless canyons and photograph some blushing maples. I'm seeing a lot of red lately—rocks, canyons, leaves. Nothing like Nature in a little red dress to get one excited. Off we go, rubber legs and all.


Entering Zion, from either direction, is like driving onto a National Geographic documentary set...or, or, into a life-sized 3D postcard—like models in Playboy, it's just too pretty to be real. "Who's airbrushing all these rocks and canyons, anyway?" 

We stop by the Visitor's Center to water up our hydro-packs and talk to Mr Ranger Sir. I want to ask him if he knows who's behind the missing Picnic Baskets (grin). But he's a real Ranger—has enough weaponry and gadgets on his belt to take down an army of un-permitted Geezers (another story). His belt is girded with a pistol, and it's way too big for the holster. There's assorted ammo clips, a taser gun, a baton...a flashlight that could double as a billy club...handcuffs, nylon zip ties, and a small roll of duct tape, I assume to shut someone's mouth. He wears a bullet proof vest, a square jaw, and an attitude. Given the Ranger's armament and attitude, I wisely check the Yogi jokes at the door. When outgunned to hell and back by a temperamental officer, it's best to realize not everyone is on vacation. 

Bobbie asks Mr Ranger Sir if the "Many Pools" area is "nice." He nearly bites through his lip trying to suppress what he wants to say. I'm sure he gets asked such questions a lot. His face goes all red and splotchy, the bite mark on his lip glows red. He says, "Yes, it's 'nice.' It's all 'nice,' it's a National Park." As we scurry away a fellow Geezer lady asks Mr Ranger Sir where she can take a "nice" hike. I wait for the sound of a semi automatic pistol emptying its clip...but hear nothing. Huh, must have used the taser.

                   

It's strange how little "extra" information you get from Rangers behind the desk at Visitor's Centers, I suspect because half of them have never actually hiked into the areas they get inquiries about. The info babes and dudes should be required to explore a Park's trails so they can gain a little firsthand knowledge. Hell, pay them to do it; one day a week you get paid to go hike a new trail.  


Later, as I clung to life with finger and toe holds too small for my super sized digits, on a boulder some 30 feet above a rock-strewn dry wash, I wonder if the info babes and dudes are "throttled" by the NPS "brass" so people don't get themselves into situations just like this...trying to get to some spelled out super-scenic wonder that ends with a rescue? It is, after all, darned easy to find oneself in a pickle; can't go up any more…can't get back down (thank you for that branch, Bobbie. I owe you one).


We meander along without plan or purpose, taking photos of burning bushes, picking up pretty purple rocks (really, Purple!), wading through leaves—the usual distractions for non goal-oriented hiking. Just as my legs thank me for the day off, our no-name canyon slimmed into a sinuous narrow slot…with bowls and tanks and places where the sun does not shine. Suddenly, a "meander" turns into a hike, and it gets a whole lot more interesting. Uh oh. 


In the shade of Wall Street cliffs, a slit of blue sky overhead, our legs and energy level pick up, "Wonder where this goes and what's up there?"



A tunnel (culvert) under the road serves as the gateway to our hidden canyon.











In places, it is necessary to climb above the slot in order to bypass choke-stones and other impasses…like cold pools of water. 












Two and a half hours later, we find the canyon's escape hatch. It's getting late, but if we can break out on top we should be able to intersect the East Rim Trail…a left landing us down in Zion's main corridor, and a right back on the pavement at the east entry station. Hmmmm.

Stay tuned for part II. 
Happy Sunday…
Peace out
mark and bobbie

13 comments:

  1. Hate we missed that one, but would I have been able to get by some of those places??
    A few years ago in Rocky Mt NP we were at the top of the Twin Sisters Peaks when a young female park ranger appeared. She said one day a week they get to roam, which means going wherever they want. She chooses to hike on those days but maybe some of the rangers just drive around.
    Gayle

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    1. Yes, I think so…with some gentle encouragement and the occasional "hand up." Jim would like this canyon…even tho their were no pretty young girls to talk to. In fact, we didn't see a soul all day.
      mark

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  2. Wow more awesome photos!!!! I will have to plan some of those less beaten paths thru Zion for next time we go. I am not overly fond of hiking with hundreds of my best friends.

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  3. I love hiking into canyons. But it's advisable to make sure no water is gonna rush in and down from somewhere far away,Gorgeous pics - like always. THX.

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  4. Oh, my....I'd say that goes beyond "nice!" Downright evocative!

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  5. You are slowly making me love Zion. I only started to fall for it last spring, camped in that great boondock, now I see that I need to get there in late October. I see no children in your photos. Perfect. Although I might not make it over some of those big steps, or through the skinniest places, still worth it to try.

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  6. Thank you for bring back memories of Zion. We love all the National Parks but some of the Rangers have little to no personality. I find the best source of information is from the volunteers. Pics are fab

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  7. Beautiful as always, thanks so much!

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  8. When I saw the picture of Bobbie climbing above the narrow slot, I thought holy shit, that is one brave and determined girl. You guys could have used ropes on that stretch of the hike. The clear blue skies are a nice contrast to the red trees and canyons. Great pictures of a very adventurous hike. Looking forward to seeing you Thursday afternoon.

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  9. This is what we most enjoyed about the east side of Zion...you can hike where ever you want for ever. We, too, hiked up and all over from the Many Pools area. Great to see you creating your own fun and blazing new trails!! This is our kind of rest day!

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  10. I bet Geogypsy will love reading your thoughts about the Ranger in this post.

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  11. I would not expect LEO's to know much about hiking trails. That is not their function. Sadly, as crime is now so much a part of what goes on in parks, interps are in decline and LEO's on the rise.

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  12. Amazing photos Mark...you hit the jackpot with this one...can't wait for part 2,

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