Spring in Dominguez Canyon

Dominguez Canyon was a gem of a place I explored a few years ago.

A bit of Utah only four hours from my home.

A place to enjoy, savor, and explore when the high country is full of snow.

Red rocks beckon. The smell of sage gives the desert air a pungent smell. Wildflowers dot the canyon floors. And the sheer cliffs of the canyon wall pull a person further and further up the canyon.

I love red rock country. And visit it when I can.

It was time to again to go to Dominguez Canyon.

On this trip would be Rachel and Mike. Two friends of mine who are new to Colorado. And seem to enjoy the little nooks and crannies of Colorado I’ve discovered over the years and enjoy sharing with friends.

At the trailhead

We crossed the river and made our way up the canyon.

Some of the local wildlife greeted us as we made our way to the mouth of the canyons.

Soon we were in the canyon proper.

Not wanting to cross the mesa with an impending storm brewing, we decided to make camp a little early.

An exquisite area for camping was found.

Secluded, protected, and lush. A large pool was even nearby.

The following morning we continued up Little Dominguez Canyon.

The high desert canyon wildflowers continued to be striking.

A little backtracking was done down the canyon.

We discussed the possibility of an off-trail route across a mesa  between Little and Big Dominguez Canyons. .An obvious exit point up to the mesa was found.

We savored the views into the canyons below.

We had to look for an exit point, though.  As tempting as it was, we could not stay above the canyon forever.

Two potential exit points had short, but very steep cliffs that did not show up on the contours of the map.

We spotted a possible exit point after some more scouting along the canyon rim.  Mike even noticed a cairned route…much to everyone’s surprise.

The canyon floor of Big Dominguez was gratefully reached. We now cruised along a well-trafficked trail that sees much day hiking use.

We soon started to leave the canyon proper and again walk along the Gunni river.

We reached the trailhead, gratefully donned cotton and sandals, and made our way back to The Front Range.

Another satisfying trip completed in always magical Colorado Plateau.

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