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Hualapai Canyon
Due to a mix up in communications I ended up at the Flagstaff KOA and Ranger Jake at a hotel in Williams, about 30 miles apart. And Ranger Jeremy didn’t get to go on this awesome hike due to car troubles not far out of Albuquerque.
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The trail to Havasu Canyon starts about 60 miles (96.5 km) north of Old Route 66 at the end of Indian 18 at Hualapai Hilltop. Then it’s an 8 mile (12.87 km) hike to Supai Village.
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The trail begins with 1.5 miles (2.4 km) of switchbacks down Hualapai Canyon. And because there is no road to Supai Village where over 600 of the Havasupai Indians live everything is carried in and out by mules, horses, or helicopter.
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The towering walls of iron stained sandstone towered over us as we descended deeper into the canyon. Towards the bottom we followed a dry streambed of deep pebbles like walking on a foot of marbles for 6 miles (9.65 km).
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Then suddenly there was the sound of running water from Havasu Creek and a sign directing us to the Village where there is a post office, store, K-12 school, café, rodeo grounds, police & fire departments and a church.
By now we are tired and foot sore having been on the trail from noon to 4:30 so go directly to the Lodge, check in, and relax before a short walk to the only restaurant in town the Village Café. The waterfalls beckon but will wait until tomorrow.
The trail to Havasu Canyon starts about 60 miles (96.5 km) north of Old Route 66 at the end of Indian 18 at Hualapai Hilltop. Then it’s an 8 mile (12.87 km) hike to Supai Village.
The trail begins with 1.5 miles (2.4 km) of switchbacks down Hualapai Canyon. And because there is no road to Supai Village where over 600 of the Havasupai Indians live everything is carried in and out by mules, horses, or helicopter.
The towering walls of iron stained sandstone towered over us as we descended deeper into the canyon. Towards the bottom we followed a dry streambed of deep pebbles like walking on a foot of marbles for 6 miles (9.65 km).
Then suddenly there was the sound of running water from Havasu Creek and a sign directing us to the Village where there is a post office, store, K-12 school, café, rodeo grounds, police & fire departments and a church.
By now we are tired and foot sore having been on the trail from noon to 4:30 so go directly to the Lodge, check in, and relax before a short walk to the only restaurant in town the Village Café. The waterfalls beckon but will wait until tomorrow.
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Yet I have the best job in the world as a Park Ranger at the North Rim of Grand Canyon National Park..jpg)
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Today I get the 5th-wheel ready to roll. Tomorrow I head north to Flagstaff. Then if the road is clear of snow, up to the North Rim on the 22nd..jpg)