Havasupai Falls

Hualapai Hilltop to Supai via Havasu Falls
(12 miles, +400/-2,400 feet).

Half Cookie has always wanted to do this trip to the Grand Canyon. It is in the National Park, but it is to the west of the main corridor and it is controlled by the Native Americans who live here. Supai village is an 8 mile walk down from the rim and beyond that are a series of spectacular water falls that are popular with hikers.

We stayed the night in Peach Springs so we could get an early start to beat the heat.

Early morning cows

We made it to Hualapai Hilltop around 5:45am and headed down shortly after that.

DoubleSub, Kai, and Pasta Jay at Hualapai Hilltop
Half Cookie hits the trail
Pasta Jay takes a curve
Sacred Daturas on the side of the trail
Still in the shade
Here comes the sun!

We took breaks every now and then so Kai and Pasta Jay could climb the walls.

Climbing the walls
Kai the billy goat
Pasta Jay clings to a wall

Soon the sun was shining on us and it got hot quickly.

Pasta Jay in the sun
Beautiful backdrop
Weird formations

Occasionally mule trains would pass us by, leaving us the gift of their feces.

Half cookies watches the train

Eventually the trail dropped into a narrower canyon where we got some shade again.

Pasta Jay spies a tree in the canyon

But the heat still really got to us.

Milk was a bad choice

About 10am we made it to Supai and checked into the Lodge there (yes, this is “glamping” not camping).

We made it!
Supai invaders, trying to fit in

We ate lunch and took naps in the air conditioned hotel, waiting out the heat of the day. Then around 5pm we ventured out again to go see Havasupai Falls, a two mile walk downhill.

Da boyz on da trail

Navajo Falls were on the way.

Navajo Falls

Nothing could really prepare us to see Havasupai Falls in person. Believe it or not, they are even more stunning in person.

Havasupai Falls
Base of Havasupai Falls
Cooling down in the aquamarine water

The toughest part of today was the long climb back up to Supai in the 100 degree heat. I dipped my shirt in the water whenever I could.

Bridge over Havasu Creek

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