Stones along a beach early on (before the Little Colorado turned
the water brown).
Hedgehog cactus by a well-balanced stone
at river's edge.
Dried mud florets in a side canyon.
Well-equipped action gal Julia holding
up the last piece of a giant jigsaw puzzle.
A mesquite, leaves just beginning to
appear, in a wash.
High above a band of snow can be seen.
32 inches fell on the canyon rim one day the first week, while down
below we were getting sleet and cold, constant wind strong enough
to slow our progress considerably.
Objects from the old Bass miners' camp.
The Park Service makes a distinction
between "historical trash," which is protected like everything
else in the canyon, and your trash, which you have to carry out.