A little farther on from where I got stuck, the walls of the gorge get significantly lower and it becomes more like a stream bed. About half way along this you turn out and head up the gentle slope of the mountain, making for a slight notch at the top. The rather nondescript notch is the start of Cowboy Canyon, and the scenic delights hidden there.
This valley/canyon drops quickly, the stream that forms it eventually emptying out in Admiralty Inlet. Much of the rock that is exposed here is sandstone, and the wind and water have eroded hoodoos and other fantastic shapes in it. It is a place that begs to be photographed and explored. Unfortunately, the late start, and delays enroute meant I had to head back shortly after getting there, so we only had the briefest of visits. Here then, are a few photographs to give you a taste of Cowboy Canyon (Land).
One of the most significant features here is a whole in the rock, large enough to drive a snowmobile through. This is a view of the party from the hole.
Here Becky stands in the tunnel.
A view down the canyon, beyond here it opens up a bit and then closes in quite small. There are hoodoos and a balancing rock farther down.
Leah looking down the canyon
Some of the fantastic forms carved in the rock by wind and water.
Travis hides in a smaller tunnel (not very happy to be made to pose in this, especially having to linger for his "Johnny comes lately" father).
In the tunnel.
Time to leave.
These photos barely scratch the surface of what is there, but time constraints pulled us away. Short climbs reveal fantastic hoods, rock surfaces, cracks and fissures. A person with a camera could spend many hours here, and showcase it better than these few photos do.
Recent Comments