We finished lunch, took a few pictures and pondered whether to continue on Pleasant Creek Road but, after consulting the gazetteer, decided against it since it turned into a long 4WD road and our rental SUV didn’t have low range. We piled back into the Jeep and headed back the way we came.
At the first dip where the road crossed the wash, lo and behold, there was 4-5” of water flowing across the bottom! We’d been through here not a half hour ago and it’d been dry. The babbling creek we’d heard must’ve been this same drainage and this was a little bitty flash flood. The storms of a couple of hours ago must have rained upstream from here and the water was just now getting here. We drove through it easily but I didn’t dally. The sudden appearance of flowing water is always cause for concern and we were again reminded that “Desert Canyons Don’t Care”. A few minutes from now, Pleasant Creek might very well be quite unpleasant, and I wanted to be well away. The rest of the crossings were dry and shortly, across one last dip, we arrived at the paved road by the parking area. We headed on back toward the entrance of the park never knowing whether the little flood ever grew or just soaked away into the soil unnoticed.