Page 9 - Volume 3 - Walks In The Black Range

orange and gold leaves beginning to take to the air, were here and there along banks, hidden in cool recesses against the cliffs. Early on, a large alcove/cave appeared in a vast cliff of crumbling conglomerate on the north side, the first of many recesses we
spied. Some had still standing walls built inside them, others didn't.
It was warm as we moseyed on, but the hike was mostly in shade past the initial long meadows. The trail was easy to follow, and there were a few alternate routes that provided variety on the return walk. We looked up to rock towers high, high above the tallest pines, and looked down to the dusty ground for any artifacts left from the time of the ancient peoples who surely utilized this valley.
After going around several bends in the 700 foot deep canyon, we noticed the once babbling stream had become a
shallow, wider slough where the water's movement was shallow, wider slough where the water's movement was barely perceptible.
Taylor Creek