On day 7, our journey continued with 4 of the remaining group (Dan, Phil, Tom and me). Instead of going back up highway 24 to catch the road that goes back toward Hans Flat, I found some county dirt roads that would eliminated backtracking on asphalt as well as well as some of the dirt road. Shortly after travelling on this new route, I heard what sounded like "stop the convoy". I ask for clarification and found out Dan's FJ40 was dying out on him. After a couple times of him getting it going again, we decided to look into it. The symptom lead us to believe it was a clogged fuel filter. Not having a new one, the next best thing was done, remove it and back flush with air. A lot of crap came running out. We were pretty certain this was the cause of the problem. It fired right up and gave no more problems the rest of the trip. Fortunately, it was an easy fix.
We continued on and found our way to the BLM campground on the West side of Horseshoe Canyon. After having lunch we headed down into Horseshoe Canyon to view the rock art there. I think it was a little more than a 700' decent onto the canyon. Phil decided he was not up to going all the way down, so Dan, Tom and I continued on. I recall it was about a 7.4 mile round trip hike but so worth it. The fist one we found was Horseshoe Shelter. This shows the entire wall of the pictographs there.
The next one was Alcove Gallery. They were great pictographs too but I was disgusted by the graffiti scraped into the wall and some of the paintings.
Alcove Gallery was in an amphitheater like overhang and was protected from the elements more than the other locations but the rock art didn't appear to hold up as well. Maybe due to the better accessibility and received more damage from inconsiderate humans. The rock art was spread out more there and difficult to get it all in one photo.
Next came the best of all four locations, the Great Gallery. I was so impressed I really didn't want to leave. It seemed like I could feel the spiritual presence there. This is a shot which includes the 'Ghost'. It is the tallest of them and stands about 8'. Supposedly, it represents the spirit of the people and protects the them.
Here is a few close ups of some of the more intricate art work.
And finally a shot of most of the Great Gallery.
On the way back we found the High Gallery which was a little more difficult to find. It is not as accessible and pretty far up.
All the galleries were very different and I would love to know the true meaning of each. This is certainly the most significant rock art I have ever seen and can understand why it is called one of the most significant rock art in North America. A must see for anyone even vaguely interested in Native American rock art.
To finish off the hike we found a dinosaur foot imprint fossil. We had a difficult time trying to figure out where it was but it ended up being right on the trail, circled with a pile of rocks. So much for our great exploration detective work.
This night was to be the last night of our adventure but I was not ready to end it yet. Dan had found a hike he wanted to take so we carried on for another day. To be continued.