Denied.
Shut down.
Sucker punched.
Clothes lined...
Those are just a few of the ways to describe what happened to our little outing. Ace and I checked the forecast on our way out of town and saw nothing but 10 days of sun balls with the occasional high clouds, in-other-words typical for Southern Utah. Our first day was spent driving over from the Escalante area where temps hovered in the upper 30's low 40's to Green River to connect with Craig who was coming in from Colorado. As we rounded the San Rafael Swell the inversion hanging over the Colorado River and Green River Basins was looking murky at best. Pulling the truck into a parking spot in front of Ray's we were surprised to see the temps creedling in the low teens. It was looking like it was going too be a cold trip after all.
Craig arrived and we ate our burgers with Stacye and Virgil at the best hamburger joint in Green River, Ray's, the last substantial meal we were planning on having in 10 days. We shoved off south into the San Rafael Desert a little after 6pm catching the last blue light of the setting sun.
We arrived at the trailhead well after 10pm and started a small fire to pass the time and warm up beside before we hunkered down in the sub zero temps.
The next morning greeted us with a beautiful crisp blue sky and we headed out. The snow wasn't going anywhere, even on south facing sandstone there was no melt with temps in the low teens. It was only on the wind scoured exposed rock that we could get a solid foot hold.
We abandoned our plan to reach the original destination because it had been so slow going with a freeze thaw cycle that had left verglas under rotten snow. Making otherwise innocuous climbs and traverses something to consider and most of the times avoid. It was decided to hunker down in an alcove and reassess our situation in the morning.
The next day after an amazing sunrise a sheet of gray moved across the plateau raising temps by fifteen to twenty degrees, the snow was melting on the rocks but the dirt was also turning into a muddy mess. Not to mention the sheet of gray killed any chances of creating a decent image. We hunkered down and considered our options while listening to the weather report over the 2-meter. It wasn't looking good.
*A fire pan was used on both the slick rock by the truck and a smaller portable pan used within the alcove. Leave no trace.
**The image from the alcove is available as a desktop wallpaper on
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