Words fail to describe Kane Creek.
Seriously, I'm probably going to have
plenty of space left after describing this
one.
KC, I mean Kane Creek, is not the trail
for you if you're looking for stacked up
named obstacles. The entire first third of
the trip is pretty much a dirt road in a
wide canyon; the second, is weaving in and
out of the creek. Only towards the end on
the climb out does much happen. We
couldn't even get the video camera guy out
of the vehicle on this trip.
Apparently during the rains, the road in
pumps up the mud factor pretty quick, but
ours was just dusty dry. Some of us had
fun with the plethora of creek crossings- something about the splashing brings out
the kid in the Arizona transplant boys
that miss their more fertile birthplaces.
The tree cover in this area was also a
welcome site as it had grown pretty hot
that afternoon.
So Kane Creek did have amazing scenery to
lend. The canyon walls reflected their
colors beautifully back to the sun
overhead in heated defiance. We took a
late lunch break next to the meandering
creek and under a
rock overhang
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