GunnIt
Adventurer
In 1985 I took my first solo fight out of Blanding UT., I was flying my "vintage" 1953 Cessna 170B (I called it vintage, however, it was old, cheap and all I could afford at the time). I soared away from the Blanding airport, my head was filled with the exhilaration of finally being alone and in sole control of an airplane. I headed towards Kayenta. It is hard to get lost in this country if you follow Comb Ridge. It was early morning and the sun was washing over the horizon and Comb Ridge. The ridge stretched off to the horizon as far as I could see and I thought how much it resembled a giant wave about to crest as it washed over a vast sandy emptiness. Soon enough I landed in Kayenta, I walked around the airplane soaking up the
euphoria of my first solo flight. I took off on my return flight to Blanding; on the return trip the sun was washing the eastern side of Comb Ridge and I flew below the ridge line, "on the deck", just because I could. As I passed one of the many arch overhangs of the cresting wave I caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a shrouded castle. I swung the plane to the right and made a 360 degree turn, as I approached the canopied arch I pumped in full flaps and got low and slow. The plane drifted past the protected arch and for first time in my life I saw what I recognized as an ancient cliff dwelling, it was just a glimpse but I said to myself that some day I should come back and endeavor to see it up close and personal.
Fast forward two and a half decades. For fathers day we decide to take a short family vacation to Comb Ridge, our second in the last year. About a year ago we arrived at Butler Wash late in the afternoon to spend 5 days hiking and exploring the ruins and rock art, that night we got hammered by a major
monsoon storm and woke up to a raging Butler Wash that was not going to be crossed for several days. This time we elected to travel the other side of Comb Ridge between Hwy 163 and Hwy 95, the Comb Wash road. But first we had to get there.
It is about a 4 hour drive from Marble Canyon to Comb Wash, first through Page then past White and then Black Mesa then looms Tsegi Mesa, home to some of Americas most spectacular cliff dwellings and Navajo National Monument.
Tsegi Mesa sits on the Navajo Reservation and is a spectacular backdrop for several intact cliff dwellings.
We stopped for a quick visit to see what is considerd to be one of the most intact Anasazi cliff dwellings that exist today. The downside is that it is a big tourist attraction and there are big crowds. The ruins sit in a canyon far below the observation area beneath a huge overhang.
This is what it looks like with a long telephoto lens.
We ran into this guy on the way out. My son wanted to take him with us but my wife was not going to have a big gopher snake in any jeep that she was riding in!
We hit the road and headed towards our destination, Comb Ridge. But first we had to drive through Monument Valley, a renown tourist attraction.
We continued on past Mexican Hat.
Soon enough we arrived at our destination, Comb Ridge and turned onto the Comb Wash Road which runs between Hwy 163 to the south, to Hwy 95 to the north. The road travels 18.3 miles along the west face of Comb Ridge. This road is also along the historic route of the famous Mormon Hole in the Rock Expedition.
It was getting late in the day despite being just before the summer solstice and the longest day of the year so we decided to start looking for a good place to camp. We decided to set up a base camp near Butler Wash, under some massive cottonwood trees that were likely around when the Anasazi were here. We set up camp and enjoyed a star filled night of watching for satellites. Day 2: Wendy cooked a camp breakfast while we planned our day.
euphoria of my first solo flight. I took off on my return flight to Blanding; on the return trip the sun was washing the eastern side of Comb Ridge and I flew below the ridge line, "on the deck", just because I could. As I passed one of the many arch overhangs of the cresting wave I caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a shrouded castle. I swung the plane to the right and made a 360 degree turn, as I approached the canopied arch I pumped in full flaps and got low and slow. The plane drifted past the protected arch and for first time in my life I saw what I recognized as an ancient cliff dwelling, it was just a glimpse but I said to myself that some day I should come back and endeavor to see it up close and personal.
Fast forward two and a half decades. For fathers day we decide to take a short family vacation to Comb Ridge, our second in the last year. About a year ago we arrived at Butler Wash late in the afternoon to spend 5 days hiking and exploring the ruins and rock art, that night we got hammered by a major
monsoon storm and woke up to a raging Butler Wash that was not going to be crossed for several days. This time we elected to travel the other side of Comb Ridge between Hwy 163 and Hwy 95, the Comb Wash road. But first we had to get there.
It is about a 4 hour drive from Marble Canyon to Comb Wash, first through Page then past White and then Black Mesa then looms Tsegi Mesa, home to some of Americas most spectacular cliff dwellings and Navajo National Monument.

Tsegi Mesa sits on the Navajo Reservation and is a spectacular backdrop for several intact cliff dwellings.

We stopped for a quick visit to see what is considerd to be one of the most intact Anasazi cliff dwellings that exist today. The downside is that it is a big tourist attraction and there are big crowds. The ruins sit in a canyon far below the observation area beneath a huge overhang.

This is what it looks like with a long telephoto lens.

We ran into this guy on the way out. My son wanted to take him with us but my wife was not going to have a big gopher snake in any jeep that she was riding in!

We hit the road and headed towards our destination, Comb Ridge. But first we had to drive through Monument Valley, a renown tourist attraction.

We continued on past Mexican Hat.

Soon enough we arrived at our destination, Comb Ridge and turned onto the Comb Wash Road which runs between Hwy 163 to the south, to Hwy 95 to the north. The road travels 18.3 miles along the west face of Comb Ridge. This road is also along the historic route of the famous Mormon Hole in the Rock Expedition.

It was getting late in the day despite being just before the summer solstice and the longest day of the year so we decided to start looking for a good place to camp. We decided to set up a base camp near Butler Wash, under some massive cottonwood trees that were likely around when the Anasazi were here. We set up camp and enjoyed a star filled night of watching for satellites. Day 2: Wendy cooked a camp breakfast while we planned our day.

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