Burr Trail
We found this rabbit on a hike down Deer Creek. Supposedly if you follow the creek toward the Escalante River far enough, there are Indian petroglyphs in the cliffs by the water.
A giant tree of unknown species (a botanist I am not) loomed over the campsite across the way and its fallen branches provided our evening entertainment. We met a college kid named Sam from Northern California who, on his three week solo camping adventure, was starting to go a little lonely and crazy. He was the only other person in our campground for days, so he would come over with his ax and chop firewood and we would all sit around the fire until the stars came out. One afternoon we caught a brilliant sunset whose colors culminated behind the tree.Deer Creek is located off the Burr Trail, a partially paved fifty mile adventure that leads from Boulder, UT through the Waterpocket Fold of Capitol Reef and on to the Bullfrog Marina at Lake Powell. Tim and I took the motorcycles through their paces, including some extremely demanding switchbacks. We met some guys from Illinois on BMW 1200 GS's. One of them accidentally tipped his bike over and, though it didn't get far with all the luggage to hold it up, it was unbelievably heavy to pick up. The graded dirt part of the trail just seemed to go on and on, so we rode until it started to cloud over and came home under gray skies.
A giant tree of unknown species (a botanist I am not) loomed over the campsite across the way and its fallen branches provided our evening entertainment. We met a college kid named Sam from Northern California who, on his three week solo camping adventure, was starting to go a little lonely and crazy. He was the only other person in our campground for days, so he would come over with his ax and chop firewood and we would all sit around the fire until the stars came out. One afternoon we caught a brilliant sunset whose colors culminated behind the tree.Deer Creek is located off the Burr Trail, a partially paved fifty mile adventure that leads from Boulder, UT through the Waterpocket Fold of Capitol Reef and on to the Bullfrog Marina at Lake Powell. Tim and I took the motorcycles through their paces, including some extremely demanding switchbacks. We met some guys from Illinois on BMW 1200 GS's. One of them accidentally tipped his bike over and, though it didn't get far with all the luggage to hold it up, it was unbelievably heavy to pick up. The graded dirt part of the trail just seemed to go on and on, so we rode until it started to cloud over and came home under gray skies.
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