We could see the water dripping onto the front ledge of the alcove of the main ruin. Once again, water was the draw for the puebloans. We enjoyed the view as the sun rose higher in the sky.
About a half hour in, we came upon the first ruin. It was the famous House on Fire Ruin…one of the most photographed in the area. We explored for an hour or so.
We continued up the canyon for another 45 minutes or so and stopped a few times to scramble up into alcoves looking for ruins or rock art but found none.
We decided to head back to the car. It was getting hot, and we still thought we’d be stopping at Natural Bridges. It was 12:30pm by the time we made it to the car. We had skipped breakfast, and after the hot hike we were feeling a little spacey. Out came the crackers for a small snack as we set out.
Once again we entered a massive landscape with red cliffs above us and the deep White Canyon below. To our eastern eyes it is spectacular but a bit intimidating. Such a beautiful but unforgiving place.
We enjoyed the scenery until we stopped to look off a high bridge into the canyon where the Colorado River heads into Lake Powell.