Death Canyon, March 10, 2002

Something a little milder, please. Like Death? Death sits on the map just north of Turkey Knob, and looks like it might be interesting, but not too interesting. As it turned out...

But first, careful evaluation of tattered gear from the day afore.

 

The inevitable involved gear packing. How can 3 canyoneers fit in one car? A mystery to me!

Ramrass enjoying a casual start to a casual canyon.

Mike, Ram and John enjoy the mild early spring sun. Why is it called death canyon? There were a bunch of cow bones out at the mouth. Perhaps the small puddle of water draws the queens of the desert there, even the ones who are going to die. (Though not very good, that's my best guess).

A little snow remained in a few spots. After lunch in a cozy, sunny alcove, the canyon got deeper and more adult. We turned around at a dryfall and found our way up to the rim.

We bypass the dryfall in Death Canyon by walking the rim above. Unlike yesterday's adventure, this one REALLY doesn't look too bad.

Above the dryfall, the canyon becomes a wide trough in the Navajo. We poke around, looking for a place to climb down in, but mostly enjoying the scenic slickrock country.