I'll post some pictures of the weekend getaway that the wife and I took off on late last week. Nothing too special, just wanted to get outside and away from work for a few days to relax. The wife suggested we go to the San Rafael Swell again but with the weather here in northern Utah being ****, I didn't want to take the coach out in it, just to have it get filthy and wash it again when arriving home.
We opted to get a hotel room and stay in Green River. Not my favorite way to travel but it turned out fine. I did miss my coach though.
We left Thursday afternoon and encountered heavy rain most of the trip with the exception of a section going over Soldier's Summit where we had a bit of snow, but it wasn't sticking to the roads. We drove out of the foul weather around Price and got to Green River about dusk. As my wife commented about us having a balcony view over the Green River, she noticed a bald eagle sitting on a sandy elevated area in the middle of the river. I was able to get a picture of it before it flew off.
Just as it took flight.
Friday morning we took off and headed 30-miles west right to the middle of the San Rafael Swell. After airing down and taking the main dirt road south a bit, we took a shortcut that we usually take over towards Swasey's Cabin. I was worried when I saw the patches of snow on the north facing slopes and in shaded areas but the ground was frozen still and I was glad we departed as early as we did.
Some of the trail was more covered in snow than others as some of these canyons seldom see much sunlight. The skies were slightly overcast but pretty nice weather for the most part.
It was quite scenic driving through the cedars and meandering through the canyon working out way up towards Rod's Valley.
Once out of the canyon, we were up on the mesa and headed towards McKay Flats to see if we could see the herd of wild horses that we have been fortunate enough to see multiple times throughout our adventures in the area. Many people we've talked to have been to the Swell many times and have never seen the herd of wild horses or wild burros but we've been blessed to have seen them each multiple times in only the four short years we have been going to the Swell.
Unfortunately, this trip we got skunked and didn't see the wild horses. I thought for sure we would seeing as how we hadn't seen another soul or vehicle all day. The road was good so we headed down into Red's Canyon and stopped in a wide spot in the road for a lunch break.
Here was our view for lunch. Not too shabby of a view.
As we climbed our way up out of Red's Canyon we came across a fresh rock fall. I got out and walked it and could tell it was fairly recent as there were only a couple of other tire marks somewhat fresh in the dirt and since the last storm the day before and these rocks were on top of those tire marks. I should have gotten a wider shot of the trail but there was just barely enough room on the right side of that big rock in the picture. I originally thought I'd try to squeeze by on the right side but the edge didn't appear to be packed very well and was loose dirt with a long, long way down into the canyon below. To avoid risk I opted to drive over the two larger rocks as they were spaced the perfect distance apart to match the track width of the Jeep so it was a pretty drive up and over them. The only time I put the Jeep in 4lo all weekend actually.
They appear to have fallen from the clean spot right above. I'm not a rock hound but I would say with the evening temperatures still getting down into the low 20's the cause was probably water getting into the cracks, freezing and forcing the rocks to split apart.
I feel bad because I was obviously not thinking, or more specifically, only thinking of myself. As we got a few miles up the trail I mentioned to my wife that maybe we should have used the winch to pull the couple larger ones out of the way for the next person as this is a common trail and not everyone drives lifted Jeeps through this canyon. We have encountered everything from Subarus to Lexus SUV's driving through here in the past and I don't think they would be able to get around or over the rocks so they would be forced to turn around and backtrack.
I really should have given it more thought and moved a couple of the rocks as it could be a week or so before they get a grader down there.
Stay tuned for more pictures.