Our last couple of days in Escalante were spent with some more exploring of the area. We did a great 6-mile hike to an easy slot canyon [Bighorn Canyon]. The coolness of the 'slot' portion was a real relief from the heat. We managed to navigate the slots with ease and despite a few snug corners in the rock trail made it out safely without having to gnaw off any limbs. It's still snowing back in Pagosa and we are not yet used to 80-something degree heat. Luckily, there were a few small creek crossings that allowed Kasha to cool take a dip and cool off.
Our last day in Escalante led us to a nice, easy 4-mile hike up the Escalante River to a large arch creatively named Natural Bridge. The hike was pretty easy with a lot of creek crossings which Kasha appreciated very much. The hike was beautiful, peaceful and I only managed to fall in the river once [even saved the cell phone in my pocket] so the day was a success. Heading west and leaving Utah behind we went through some more spectacular red-rocks country. The road west heads right through Bryce Canyon. We are pretty much avoiding the national parks as they tend to be pretty crowded and are very restrictive on dogs so we didn't stop but that area is definitely on our 'future adventures' list.
The next phase of our trip was spent escaping Nevada. Now I'm sure Nevada has some wonderful places but the beauty of it escapes us. The mountain ranges we crossed seemed like they would be very nice but it was still to early to venture into them as they were pretty much still snow covered. We crossed via Hwy 50 which is called 'the loneliest road in America' and for good reason as outposts of civilization are very few and far between. Our first night camp was in an "Elk Viewing Area"
along the highway outside of Ely. It was actually much nicer than you would think as it was A, Free and B. didn't cost anything. Really though, it was pretty quiet and not a bad place to stay. In the morning, I decided to be a good camper and check the tire pressure in the trailer tires. By this time I should know that no good (or smart) deed will go unpunished, but I did it anyway. A little air escaped one of the valves but it seemed to stop and I figured it was ok. Five miles out of Ely I saw smoke coming out of the back of the trailer and pulled over to find a shredded tire. We were able to successfully put the spare on, which was low in pressure too and limp back into Ely for a new tire. If we had blown that tire in the middle of the desert life would have become a bit of an adventure so it was probably a blessing in disguise.