Sandstone Canyon
15 miles, 2 days
3rd backpack, 2nd with Mari

Hapaha Flat, 1994

Here is Mari at our camp at Hapaha Flats on day 1. We had a rainbow, as it was threatening rain the whole time. We got some rain, but not much on this weekend. The campsite was great. It had a couple of flat boulders for tables, and they appeared to have been used as matates by the indians. I remember this as my best camp ever.

Hapaha Flat, April 1994

Here is Mari at our camp at Hapaha Flats on day 2. She is preparing breakfast on a rock that has a metate on in, although a catclaw acacia is muscling in on the rock surface.

Hapaha Flat, 1994

Here is the camp looking upstream in the dry wash in which we camped.

Here is Mari entering Sandstone Canyon we first entered to look around. Then we exited, looked at the map, determined there was no way to get where we were going in the allotted time by following roads, went back up-canyon, ....

Here is Mari passing over ridge into next wash. We had to do several of these maneuvers with our packs in order to get into the right drainage. We eventually found June Wash, and reached highway S-2. Mom drove by 3 minutes later. She was on her last pass before making a 1 hour detour to get more gas. It was a beautiful sunset mixed with a little rain as we drove home.