[Trying to catch up.... We were mostly out of communication range for two days – no cell or wifi - then had a busy day upon arriving in Moab/Arches. Also, my observant sister noticed the post dates don't match the descriptions - these are automatically generated when I publish a post. This post covers our time in Capitol Reef NP (Wed-8/26 and Thu 8/27)]
The drive from Boulder to Capital Reef was easy – although we had some dark skies and rain at times. There were some gorgeous stretches driving through hilly roads lined with aspens and Ponderosa Pines. We stopped in the town of Torrey for gas and an early lunch, then some food shopping, before heading into the park.
Driving into the park, we both noticed similarities to the Grand Canyon – at least if you could drive along the bottom of the canyon and look up one side; shear, reddish-brown cliffs that expose multiple layers of underlying rock. Beautiful. The park got its name from early explorers - former sailors who thought the cliffs resembled ocean reefs that blocked ship passage, and that one of the domed rock formations resembled the US Capitol Building.
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A pullout before entering Capitol Reef NP
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Karri showing off her lack of acrophobia!
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We stopped at the visitor center for some hiking recommendations, then pulled into our campsite at Fruita campground to drop the bikes and some gear, before driving the length of the north-to-south scenic road. The park is smaller and is less developed than Zion and Bryce. The road is paved for 8 miles, then you can drive an additional 2 miles on dirt/gravel until it ends. We did a short stretch of the gravel road before turning back.
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Roadside view
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Another gorgeous day!
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Our plan was to get a shorter hike in before dinner. As we headed to the trailhead, we hit our first proverbial bump-in-the-road on our otherwise smooth-sailing vacation... Karri noticed some swelling and discoloration in her right calf. She had slipped on a rock while hiking the Narrows in Zion, and got a small cut (and a large bruise) that she had been treating with anti-bacterial ointment, apparently to little avail.
We decided to play it safe and get it checked out. We drove back to the visitor center and learned that the nearest clinic was 35 minutes away in Bicknell, UT, and that they should be open until 5 (it was 4:15!).
Long story short – we contacted the clinic (once we got cell coverage in Torrey) and got there before closing, they saw her right away and were able to fill a prescription for antibiotics on the spot. The doctor assured her that she could continue normal activities and said to call if things didn’t improve in 3 days. She was in-and-out in 20 minutes!
We had a mellow night in camp - I did a short (1mi r/t) hike along the Fremont River - then dinner and early to bed.
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Setting sun lighting the cliffs above our campground
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Thursday morning, we were up at 6, biking out of camp at 7. We rode 2.2 miles down the scenic road, then another 1.3mi down a gravel road to the Grand Wash and Cassidy Arch trailheads.
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Sun coming up over the cliffs on our ride to the trailhead
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We planned to hike both trails, but about half a mile up the steep (850ft elevation gain in 1.5mi), cliff-side Cassidy Arch trail (named for Butch Cassidy, who apparently spent time in this area), my distaste for sheer heights kicked in and we decided to head back down.
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Start of the Cassidy Arch trail that continues along the face of that cliff in the background
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We hiked the length of the Grand Wash trail – which runs 2.2 miles along a dried-up riverbed through a narrow canyon. We had the trail completely to ourselves and at times felt like we were exploring a distant, uninhabited planet. The hike back was a little more populated, but definitely not crowded. The sun was starting to climb over the cliffs and warm up sections of the trail.
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Dried up riverbed
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One of the narrower passages
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Back at the trailhead, we hopped our bikes, then rode back to camp. It wasn’t noon yet, but we were both pretty hot (temps in the upper 80’s) and tired.
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Riding back along the gravel road
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After a snack and a quick rest, we decided to hit another trail that starts across the street from the campground – Cohab Canyon Trail that leads to the Frying Pan trail. The trail starts out with a steep climb with views of the campground in the historic town of Fruita (originally settled by Mormons in the 1860’s), and the fruit orchards right next to the campground.
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Our delightful, shaded campsite in Fruita
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Above the historic settlement in Fruita; Our campsite was under the trees to the left
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After climbing the face of a canyon, the trail slips through an opening and leads you through a series of smaller canyons, then up again to enjoy 300+ degree views of the park. It was beautiful, but after about 1.5mi, we were both beat, so we headed back to camp.
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Honeycomb-like rock formations
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Early explorers thought one of these domes (not pictured) resembled the US Capitol
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We stopped at the Gifford House in Fruita (200yds from our campsite) and picked up a fresh-baked cherry pie and two small ice creams. Headed to camp to enjoy the ice cream, then changed into our swim suits and headed to the Fremont River, which runs right next to the campground. It’s narrow and shallow, but the water was running fast and cold. It was delightful to sit in the river - a game-changer.
Back to camp for some much-needed resting (Karri napped in the hammock), then happy hour, dinner, cherry pie (so good!) and bed. An exhausting, but great day.
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Deer roamed the orchard next to our campsite - including this curious fawn
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Cherry pie for dessert!
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Song Spot: Bohemian Like You – Dandy Warhols (while biking the scenic road)
Hiking: ~9mi (Thu)
Biking: ~7.5 (Thu)