This area is a maze of red and white formations. The red colours in this article are all genuine, very bright, in sunlight they wash out a little but on cloudy days they are incredible. No colour exaggeration has been done in any of these pictures, in fact in a couple of cases the colour has been toned down a little.
As we walked up (and up and up!) the trail more of the red/white intersection came into view.
Eventually we came to a place where a fairly major wash crossed the trail and the trail went up a steep hill. I decided that we would just take a short look up the wash before turning round.
Biff found the snow a bit deep in places.
The wash constantly changed character, in places being stream-like with trees and bushes,
and in other places being scoured out.
Evidence of quite violent flash floods was everywhere.
Fantastic narrow red canyons in places.
That looks like rather an important organ to have left here on a rock!
As we continued up the wash, 'just to look round the corner', it seemed to me that we must be getting back towards where the trail would probably go, so we looked round the next corner a couple more times.
And sure enough there was the road again. The hill on the far side is very steep and loose and the weather was beginning to get a bit darker so this was our turn around.
The road actually went uphill on both sides of the wash, which I suppose makes sense,
This is the valley we walked up, we were parked way down around the corner to the right of the white tipped peak, about 2.5 miles away.
Almost level with the sandstone layer junction, about 8,400 feet above sea level.
As we walked down we soon came across this - no driving the Tundra here!
Biff chased the ball all the way down the road.
then decided we had gone far enough about half a mile from the truck.
The snow started for real at that point and he reconsidered the final push for the truck and a re-supply of biscuits.