I'll add a few pics to Carl's post of our trail ride into Dark Canyon.� Besides a nice Jeep trail it does offer a lot of beautiful views of mountain, canyon, and forest.
This was our lineup as we got into the nearby mountains.� Those 65 year old Jeeps needed a younger 35 year old Samurai to lead the way (Actually, its driver is familiar with the historic sites we were seeking on this trip).

A couple of the deer we saw along the way.

A Forest Service potty stop before we leave the beaten path.

Top of the dugway starting down.

This view of the Samurai in front shows the canyon country we are heading into.

The dugway is more than a hundred years old.� It was made to take an old cable-driven oil rig into the bottom.� Locals and others (like Carl and Mac) take advantage of it to get into such a remote and beautiful wooded area.

Carl had a smile on his face the whole time.

Mac and Robyn passing through one of the tight spots along the way.

The trail is a bit wet from rains earlier in the day.� But it surely is beautiful.

Lucille, just taking in the spendor.

In the bottom there are greater signs of water accumulation.� Here a piece of driftwood has to be removed from the trail.

Each crossing of the stream shows water has been even higher.�

And then we come to the place where we find the silt and mud has been deposited to quite some depth on each side of the stream hiding the trail.� Carl's video above showed him crossing at this point.�

First to cross was Dave in the Samurai.�




It took a different angle, then he made it.

Then from Carl's video you saw how he backed into the stream and then pulled forward to successfully cross.�


Next, the Samurai came back across.�




Carl's videos above show the action of Carl going across and coming back.
Then it was about 6 PM so we decided we'd better eat the food we'd brought so we could get back out before dark.� We were deterred by the difficult crossing from getting to our historic site destinations. Now we have a reason to return on a dryer day.


We were entertained a by a beautiful horned toad at lunch time.

Then we headed for home.


Nearly to the top.


Back to civilization.� Note: Carl is still smiling.
