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The visitor center confirmed the distance, difficulty, and mileage! The road to the trailhead was smooth and easy. But after our visit to the visitor center, I was less sure about my plan. I suggested we start and go as far as we could, still hoping deep down we’d finish the whole thing. We set off at 10:30—way too late! This kind of hike should start early. It began with a steep climb, then alternated between easier ups and downs for a bit. But we were mostly walking on rock, with some rocky or sandy trail sections, so you had to pay attention. Stairs between boulders, narrow gaps, rocks of every color and shape—we followed the cairns, and I was loving it.



We were making good time. Then things got tougher! It just kept going up and up. I came back down to earth—this was too hard for my old bones. When we reached Chesler Park Viewpoint, where the loop starts, we’d only covered 5 km in two hours. We got pretty close to the needles, which you can see in the distance.
It’s beautiful. We stopped for a snack.
DD suggested we walk a little further. It was 12:30 p.m., and it was really hot. The best part of doing the full loop would’ve been the slot canyon and the cave with the cairns. If we weren’t going to make it there, we might as well turn back—especially since our next stop in Moab wasn’t going to be a walk in the park. Goodbye, Chesler Park! Just a few more photos on the way back.
(Ah, those red rocks!) We got back to the car at 3:10 p.m. with the temperature at 26 °C. According to my phone, we’d walked 14 km with all the back-and-forth (personally, I think it was less). No regrets about trying—we probably could’ve finished, but at what cost! I was still in awe of the massive red mesas on the way back. We made a quick stop at Newspaper Rock to see its 650 incredible pictographs, drawn by the Ute, Anasazi, and Fremont tribes—some of them 2,000 years old.
The drive back to Monticello took us along the beautiful, flower-lined Hart Draw Road.
Since we still had leftovers, we ate them quietly in our hotel room.
Tomorrow, we’re heading to Arches National Park, specifically Delicate Arch for sunset! I hope the weather’s nice!!!!








We skipped Needles Overlook on the way—the viewpoint is supposedly amazing but too far off the road. We made a quick photo stop at Wilson Arch.
This is the third road trip where we’ve passed by Hole n’ the Rock without stopping. Today, we had time. It has nothing to do with the Mormon pioneers’ Hole in the Rock. For 12 years, a dreamer and his wife carved an enormous house (over 450 m² and 14 rooms) into a red rock. After his death in 1957, his wife continued the work and set up a souvenir shop. Both are buried in a small cove in the rock. You can visit a zoo there and take a short outdoor walk to discover all sorts of quirky objects. There are also souvenir shops and pretty flowers. If you’ve got some time to kill (or if you’ve still got a kid’s sense of wonder), the visit isn’t unpleasant.























The cabins of the former Civil War soldier.


No more climbing—it’s much more relaxed from here on out.


















After 45 minutes of a somewhat tricky descent, we make it down in the pitch black. A couple of Americans without lights followed in our footsteps, and we were happy to share our glow with them.














At the top, we found a bit of blooming vegetation.

we found this hike pretty tough, even though it’s rated as moderate. There’s only a 200 m elevation gain between the start and the end of the trail, but it’s a series of ups and downs on slickrock, with some dirt or rocky paths, several narrow ledges with dizzying drop-offs,
and even a small ladder to climb to reach the next rock, which you’ll have to scramble up to get back on the trail.












Back the same way
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with just as much delight and 30°C, almost entirely downhill—it was still a bit easier despite the blazing sun and the need to watch your step on the loose rock on the way down.
A quick stop in the warm waters of the Colorado to say: “I dipped my toes in!”
at one of the spots where the rafts put in
Some people even paddleboard on the river












These viewpoints, with such evocative names, offer views as far as the eye can see—mesas, canyons, and buttes eroded by the Green River.

We never get tired of it. We’d planned a short, easy, flat walk to Grand View Overlook, but unfortunately, the road is closed and off-limits to hikers, cars, and bikes due to construction. We continue to White Rim Overlook.
We walk a little on the promontory, take a few photos, and head back to the car. I pull out my road book—ugh, that’s where I’d planned my second short walk! I think it was a subconscious act. If I tell DD we have to go back and hike there, he’ll leave me by the side of the road! Oh well, no walk for me—I won’t even suggest it! It’s been two weeks of him driving alone, plus the more challenging hikes I’ve planned.
We take a few more photos at the spectacular Green River Overlook. Our last stop is Shafer Canyon Overlook to see the brave (or crazy—you decide) 4x4 drivers tackling Shafer (or Potash) Road and its hairpin turns.
This trail descends 457 meters through a sandstone cliff. Previously used by Native Americans, shepherds, and trucks transporting uranium to Moab, it’s now a 30-kilometer playground for thrill-seeking 4x4 enthusiasts through breathtaking landscapes.
To end the day on a high note, we visit Dead Horse Point. This small park isn’t part of Canyonlands—it’s a state park, and you have to pay $20 to enter. There are hiking trails, but the highlight is the overlook, where you can see the Colorado River winding between pinnacles and buttes 600 meters below.
It’s almost 3 PM, and we’ve filled our eyes with beauty. Moab is 47 kilometers away! We’ll even have time to rest a bit before dinner.
We had a great meal at Pasta Jay’s in downtown Moab.
Tomorrow, we leave Utah and its mild temperatures (still 30°C in the late afternoon) for Colorado.









After the bridge, white rocks and prairies return, followed by a dull, pale desert plain with rock formations that look like petrified dunes.
A few photos of the semi-ghost town of Cisco with its abandoned buildings and old vehicles.


This town, founded in 1880, thrived during the railroad era (it was a water refill station), but the switch from steam to diesel locomotives and the construction of Interstate 70, which bypassed the town, nearly turned it into a ghost town. Large prairie dogs seem to be the only ones left in charge,
even though there’s still a general store.



























The higher we climbed, the more beautiful it got.
We saw cars stopped along the way and lots of people getting out with cameras or phones to try and capture the best shot. The small aspen leaves were swirling and landing on the ground! Even the ferns were golden.



Elsewhere, other colors joined in.
It was magnificent. The scenery peaked at the pass (3,050 m), then gradually, firs replaced the aspens.
12:20 PM—finally, the road turned back to pavement. We had a little picnic in a town park. Since it was too early to check into the guesthouse, we headed to the visitor center to grab a map for the easy Upper and Lower Loop hike planned for the afternoon.







A short walk through the fir trees.
Everywhere, stunning splashes of color.
We tackle the climb.
The trail goes right through the aspen trees.
We’re walking on gold.
No need to decorate the tree—the aspens take care of that.

Our hike lasted about an hour, and it’s more pleasant and easier if you do it clockwise (downhill at the end rather than a steep climb at the start). But we could’ve extended the loop. It can also be done by mountain bike.
After this lovely hike, we returned to the lodge where we could settle in quietly for our two nights before heading out on foot to explore the town.
Tomorrow, another ghost town and waterfalls are on the agenda.







Then we head to the Ghost Town of Gothic for the short Judd Falls hike. This town, which had 1,000 residents in the 1800s, now has just 4. No run-down houses like you often see—just a lot of empty cabins and a visitor center that gave me details about the hike. From there, it’s a beautiful trail winding below a tall mountain with stunning views of the opposite slope.




Golden trees, pink mountains, russet grasses, a winding stream, and the white-speckled trunks of aspen trees… Even after filling up on colors yesterday, we can’t get enough! The hike is easy, though it climbs quite a bit, and the pretty little waterfall at the end is the perfect reward.
After just over an hour and 4.6 km, we’re back at the car and retrace our steps with just as much delight, stopping often to photograph all this beauty.















We didn’t see any beavers, bummer!!!

The walk is easy, and the 45-minute loop is nice, but I’m not sure it’s worth the detour—especially since, even though it’s drivable, the bumpy road leading there isn’t great!!! For those who want to see the tiny waterfall, it’s not far from the parking lot in a clockwise direction. Last photos of Crested Butte and its little houses.
We even saw a house being dismantled to be moved elsewhere!
Great meal at the Bruhaus restaurant (though I can’t remember the price).
Tomorrow, off to Glenwood Springs!!! We’ll take the Kebler Pass again for our enjoyment






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