Navajo Expedition: April 29th

Yesterday’s wind was followed by a 25° drop in temperature and a sprinkling of snow, making for a beautiful and dust-free return to Monument Valley. We set off from Mexican Hat after a wonderful breakfast at The Olde Bridge Grille. We will definitely be back this way, as the town is a perfect spot to base future explorations around southeast Utah. Today was a short day today with much of our sight seeing done from or very near the vehicles. The area of Monument Valley known as Mystery Valley is full of pictographs, small ruins, natural arches/bridges and slot canyons to explore. The place is a maze of rock, sand and history.

A natural bridge in Mystery Valley

An early camp at Rain God Mesa made for a welcome rest and conversation around the campfire, and time to catch up on the trip’s highlights thus far.

Updating

The last remnants of the storm passed just to the west of us, making for a beautiful sunset…

Fire in the Sky

Food: Dave made an excellent dessert tonight by grilling thin slices of mango, then covering them with honey. This combination of heat and honey changes the texture and brings out the flavor and sugar of the mango, and the peel makes the perfect bowl. The result is what candy would be if you could harvest it from a tree and grill it over a fire.

Navajo Expedition: April 28th

Morning in Monument Valley

Morning brought us up through the tourist-saturated area around The View Hotel, giving us a welcome stop at a grocery store for resupply. Still no sign of my Hostess Crunch doughnuts, I really should have bought some when we stopped in Flagstaff. The rest of the day on into early evening we traveled through even more expansive dunes, cliffs, and slickrock trails with one added obstacle – an ever worsening dust storm.

Wild Horses

We’ve reached the top of Hunts Mesa at what seems to be the peak of the storm. The weather radio reports it will not pass until sometime after 21:00. A search of several potential campsites reveals none with shelter from the sand-blasting, made worse by the many dunes up here on the mesa. It would seem the local hotels are in cahoots with the weather, with rates starting at $195. Carlos mentions he knows a good place for us to stay in his home town of Mexican Hat, so we’re heading for the Utah border.

Leaving Hunts Mesa

The San Juan Inn & Trading Post, Carlos’ recommendation for “camp” and dinner, turned out to be this perfect little 2-story structure clinging to the cliffs over the San Juan river. As it is just outside the reservation, the restaurant (The Olde Bridge Grille) serves alcohol. As it is in Utah, they have Polygamy Porter. They also have excellent food… :D

The San Juan Inn and The Olde Bridge Grille

Navajo Expedition: April 27th

I almost regret the shower I took after dinner last night, I was still cold from it when I woke up. Still, it was better than being stinky all day today. Between the cold and my sore feet from yesterday’s hike I’m looking forward to the drive down into the desert this morning.

We were on time arriving at the meeting place for our next guide today, but he was running a little late so we had time to resupply and relax a little. Note: gas stations in the Navajo Nation cut off debit cards at $35, so make sure your tank is actually full when the pump shuts off. At first glance, our guide arrived dressed just like any everyday city folk you’d see waiting in line at a Starbuck’s, but both his knowledge of ruin locations and ability to entertain 4×4-equipped adventurers quickly became apparent. Not 20 minutes later Carlos (our guide) was guiding us over dunes and slickrock in search of a passable route to Poncho House ruin.

Searching for Poncho House Ruins

The ruins themselves were nothing short of spectacular. Multi-story walls and “streets” remained on the cliff face – all within reach after a short climb. I pushed myself a little too hard hiking here, but a little overheating was well worth it to rest in the shade of this place.

Resting in Poncho House Ruins

Our departure took us the long way around and into Monument Valley, with opportunities for even more rock, sand and cross-country route finding. The final descent into Monument Valley took us through the strangest cattle guard which had a bar welded over the top allowing only 94 inches of clearance. Several vehicles had to remove cargo from the roof to make it through.

Cattle Guard

The end of the road found us at one of the tour company’s (Simpson’s Trailhandler Tours) hogans for fry bread, Navajo tacos (a good tostada on fry bread), and a dance performance which included drums and vocals by Carlos (who happens to have an incredible voice). We left dinner for a campsite right up against the north face of Rain God Mesa.

Navajo Expedition: April 26th

Had a good sleep last night. Finally warm, thanks to a combination of Charlie’s liquor and Dani’s company. We were up and starting breakfast before everyone woke up for a change.

The View from Window Rock

We went out for the first portion of today’s hike with the intention of turning back after Window Rock for a trip into town, but ended up continuing on the 20-mile round trip to the ruins. During the long hike across the valley I discovered that not only am I not allergic to the sagebrush filling this place, but they actually clear my sinuses right up. Our guide says the Navajo use them as a medicinal tea by boiling them.

The first ruins we reached had a few pictographs, pottery shards, corn cobs and broken walls, but none nearly as preserved as seen on Friday. It looks like there is a seasonal spring here that has melted most of the structures and artifacts away, awesome view though.

The brisk pace to the next two ruins and back to the truck was exhausting, but there was no time for a shower as we were late for dinner. At least I will get to crap in a real crapper. More hiking to get to dinner. We were moving slower than the group after our long hike today, so the cutiest little pug-nosed dog kept running back and forth to make sure we made each turn.

Our trail guide to dinnner

Navajo Expedition: April 25th

Up early today for an 07:30 departure – sleeping inside the Discovery I didn’t realize just how cold it was getting up here. There’s nothing like thin-shaved steak from last nights meal for breakfast… I wonder why we always save the tastiest food for camping trips?

We made it on the road at 09:30, about half an hour after we were to meet the next guide. The resulting swift drive was both fun and beautiful, and we arrived three hours later after passing through the still snow-covered mountains.

Lunch and Hiking

Note to self: try out mission-critical gear before the big trip. Unfortunately, I was too busy getting the Discovery finished to take a hike with my new belt setup, which really was not ready for long hikes. We started out late, still making good time, but ultimately lost the track from the group headed up to the ruins where they crossed part of a slick-rock butte. We spent some time exploring the surrounding area before heading back to the vehicles. If we keep doing these colder weather hikes I’m tempted to go back to the convenience of a simple vest.

Over dinner we discussed the possibility of a longer Mojave Road trip starting at the Kingman end of the Hualapai Mountains and working our way south. Dinner was the most excellent chicken I have ever tasted, courtesy of Dave, followed by dutch oven peach cobbler and Sambvca (an anise-flavored liqueur from Romania) by Tom and Charlie.

Precious

I don’t trust the dollar.

That much is pretty obvious to anyone that has spent any length of time with me (including e-time). Being born in 1980, well after any stability had been ripped out from under our currency, I don’t think I have ever trusted the dollar. Even growing up I never could maintain a piggy-bank or a savings account, I just never could understand how a measly 1-percent per year (or even the 5-percent it once was) could ever amount to anything on the pocket change the average person is able to put away monthly. That commercial where the dollar is a bored and brainless slinky-wielding goofball summed up my feelings on the matter pretty well – what good is a dollar unspent? I’d find myself buying things I knew I would need down the road and storing them instead of money.

I don’t trust “precious” either.

With the economy and currency markets going wacko like they have been the last couple years (dare I say decade?), it isn’t surprising that so many people have invested in gold and silver. While such investments may protect against the decline of a currency (or the collapse of an IRA), they do not offer any sanctuary against a world gone mad. What happens when food or water are simply unavailable due to disaster, famine, war or simply poor management? If you have to evacuate, how do you move all that heavy metal? If the governments start a mandatory and discounted “buy back” of the precious metals (hey, it has happened before), then what? What is it that makes these so-called “precious” metals precious anyhow? They aren’t useful in any practical manner, what do you do when no one cares about shiny yellow bars?

In a pinch, you can always eat food.

So aside from continuing the (good) habit of buying things you know you’re going to need and storing them until you do need them, what else can be done as an alternative to a traditional savings/investment that is stable, has longevity, and will still be useful when disaster strikes and you are left with nothing but your “investment”, some water and a fire?

About a year ago I stocked up on some #10 cans of Mountain House freeze-dried food. Dani and I have become partial to the stuff as our main hiking and camping food because of it’s light weight, small size and great taste. Since I placed that order a year ago, the price of the cans has nearly doubled and they are continuing to become less and less available. If I needed money right now I could sell them on eBay for about 70% profit, and they are advertised to last for 15 years unopened (though they have been proven to last upwards of 30 years). If things get really bad I can just eat them and won’t have to worry about turning gold into money to buy groceries, or whether or not the store would actually have any food left.

If you’ve paid any attention to non-mainstream news lately you’ve no doubt noticed many other items like this with long life spans, good returns, and practical emergency purposes. Things like firearms and ammunition likely come to mind (they have only become more scarce, gone up in value, and can be used to acquire food or provide defense). Even with things somewhat calm there are previously common calibers that you cannot get anywhere at any price.

If you’re alive, it isn’t too late.

Many folks I converse with on a regular basis feel it is too late to save, stockpile or do anything to prepare for hard times. I just can’t subscribe to that train of thought. If you are still able to draw breath, it is never to late to get started. None of these things are prohibitively expensive either. For example, when you break down the per-meal cost of Mountain House (in a #10 can, not pouches) it comes down to an average of $2.00 per person, per meal. You can knock that down even further if you buy the basics like rice, wheat, oats, legumes and spices and are willing to do a little cooking. Such foods can even be purchased pre-packaged in long-term storage buckets, and I dare say they taste a hell of a lot better in a home cooked meal.