Coming from Pheonix we spent the night at a roadside Motel on the famed Rt 66.
It was a perfect slice of americana. Complete with dinosaur sculptures,a museum, and tumbleweeds.
Bright and early the next morning we started out on the trail.
It is a 8 mile hike to the Supai Village then another 2 miles to the campground. There are no cars in the village and the only way in and out is on foot, pack horse, or helicopter.
Fortunately for us we only had to carry our day packs, our gear and supplies would be brought in by pack horse.
All the pack horses are accompanied by a dog or two.
As we descended the canyon and got closer to the village the landscape changed and became lush. Giant cottonwoods, weeping willow and of course the famed blue water appeared.
Finally after 4 hours of hiking we made it to Havasu Falls.
A quick swim cleaned of all the dust.
For the next four days we hiked and swam in numerous falls, explored side canyons,
and even an abandoned mine.
And to my surprise we even had a pair of camp dogs who accompanied us on our hikes.
Our water source for the week, complete with maidenhair ferns
Beaver Falls, just 2 miles up stream from the Colorado River.
This part of the canyon if covered with wild grapevine. Quite a surprise.
Lady
Falcor
A reminder of how harsh this environment can be.
