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TRIPS AND TRAILS

BLACK GULCH TRAIL

RED CLIFFS DESERT RESERVE

THE BLACK GULCH TRAIL

This moderately strenuous, lightly used route is most often accessed from the Black Gulch trailhead located on Cottonwood Road about 2 miles west of the Yellow Knolls trailhead.

To get to the start of the trail, cross the stepover to Lange's Dugway and follow it downslope 1/4 mile to the bottom of the drainage. The Black Gulch trail begins at that point and drops south for about 2 miles to its junction with the Winchester trail.

The trail is a moderately scenic route winding through a narrow canyon with black, volcanic boulders that involve some rock scrambling and pools of water after a rain. 

My buddy John, scrambling over the boulder field through the canyon

A few slickrock sections with sculptured features are found in the middle of the canyon

Floral displays happen at various times of the year during wet periods.

The "Gulch" is renowned for  above average populations of rattle snakes and hikers are cautioned to be careful.

The route is impossible for bikes and not recommended for most equestrians

User trails exist on upland benches in portions of the canyon to help hikers avoid some of the boulders.

Elevation loss from top to bottom is about 450 feet. Much of the canyon bottom is littered with large volcanic boulders that may impede visitor travel.

OHHHHH NOOOOO, MR. BILL

I found a good spot to spend the night, but not a very comfortable one. I spent the entire night just trying to stay warm enough to get a few hours sleep, but seemed like I spent more time awake and shivering than I did sleeping.

When the sun finally started to show itself the next morning, I did nothing but thank God for the light and the fact that I had made it thru another cold night of shivering and trying to stay warm. I decided that day that I was not going to go anywhere. I was going to sit there and wait for any sign of people or maybe the sound of a chopper. Besides, I was too beat up and exhausted from bushwhacking and not getting any sleep. Finally around 10am that morning, I hear the faint sound of a chopper. Getting louder by the second, I knew they were out there for a reason and was hoping that reason was me.. Growing louder and getting closer, I see him coming over the ridge behind me and almost lost it with joy. I jumped up, grabbed my red bandana and started waving it hoping that they would spot me down below. They flew right over me and kept on going. Hopes were shattered just for a few seconds until I see them make a U turn and fly back to my location. When they got to me, they stopped and hovered above for a couple minutes, and then flew away. Not knowing what was going to happen next or what their plans were, I tried to relax and stay calm until the 2nd stage of the rescue took place. It was about 4 hours later that I heard someone yelling in the distance. They had finally arrived at my location. I yelled back again and again. They had come to my rescue :) 

I find out later the story behind the rescue effort and the chopper coming and going. As they were hovering above me , they were getting a GPS track on my location. They then flew back to the trailhead and put together a hiking team to hike up to my location. I can't thank WCSAR for their expertise and their concern about the condition I was in when they found me.      

So that's my story and I'm sticking to it. It was an experience that I will never forget and one that I hope I never have to go thru again

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