The many pools are potholes made by runoff, some containing water and some not.
It was a climb all the way and sometimes was difficult for those of us who are not mountain goats. (Ron had no trouble.)
Ron and I tried out the seats at this pool. They were just a little too far apart for cuddling.
I knew I shouldn't have given Diana my camera.
We passed this pretty claret cup cactus.
When they said many pools, they weren't kidding.
I was distracted by this scene - old and new, dead and alive, beauty and the beast.
Finally we reached the end of the trail after a very long mile. We heard you can keep going, but that sure looks like a dead end to me.
Now to get back down.
Amazing how this indian paintbrush can grow so beautifully out of a crack in the rock.
Many Pools is such a fun place to hike. I think you could have gone on past the first mile if you did a little more of that crawling!
ReplyDeleteLoL...At least you didn't slide off that rock into the pool...one thing I will never forget that our Indian Guide told us, "watch out, because the rocks are slippery when dry."
ReplyDeleteWhat a neat hike ... love that series of pools.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was in Jr. High School I lived in Kanab and we would wait for rain & then go to many pools and slide down the rocks while the water was running. Crazy kids didn't worry about flash floods. I went back a couple years ago and did the hike with a son and grandson. Wonderful memories in a beautiful spot.
ReplyDeleteI love that shot of you and Ron, you should give Diana your camera more often I think!
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