Aridity and Ailments Mark “Mellow” Canyon Loop
Confusion about water dominated our 2020 return trip to Dark Canyon Wilderness—and led to other problems on what we thought would be a fairly easy canyon hike.
Our first visit was in April 1985, while living in northern Utah. Since the access road that crosses near famous Bears Ears was snowy and mucky, we hiked it—some 10 miles to Woodenshoe Trailhead. I remember a descent through pine groves, hiking along running water and (I think) annoying salt cedar in Dark Canyon.
In 1993 we did a short loop of upper Dark Canyon with our 6-year-old daughter, Michal, via Little Notch to Trail to Scorup Cabin, and back up Horsepasture Canyon.
From our memories, both trips were a lot wetter. In 2020, there was periodic water in all three canyons, enough for the loop trip, but you needed to know when to fill up. We didn’t.
We had spent spring months in Arizona with wetter-than-normal conditions so did not expect drought in Utah. Also our last trip to the area (Grand Gulch) in 2019 was extremely wet. David was also misled by online posts on our planned route with photos of wading in upper Woodenshoe and Dark canyons. We realized later those were also from spring 2019.
And finally, a misunderstanding about where the water was. A Forest Service source had told David “it’s running at the confluence.” In retrospect, she meant the confluence of Dark and Peavine canyons (which had water) but he expected water at confluence of Woodenshoe and Dark canyons (at Sundance Trail junction). He packed sandals for crossings.
Sandals definitely were not needed in May 2020. Canyons were mostly dry, with some pools and a few small channels easily hopped. We found large pools in a sandstone creek bed about a mile above the confluence. We soaked our feet but did not fill up our water capacity. Mistake.
We arrived at Sundance Trail halfway into the third day of our trip. The plan was to camp here, then hike Sundance Trail down the canyon—which I had wanted to do since we first visited the area in 1985.
The confluence was bone dry. Dark Canyon was a wide dry wash. We went on up Dark Canyon in search of water, scouting every cottonwood grove in vain and ended up hiking 17.5 miles that day to a small spring. Despite gentle canyon grade, crisscrossing the wash in steep sandy climbs made for almost 8500-feet total elevation change for the day (an average of 475 feet per mile).
The long day and tough hiking set us up for future ailments later in the week-long trip.
Dark Canyon is the only wilderness in southern Utah canyon country; it is also within the larger Bears Ears National Monument. (Nearby Grand Gulch is a Wilderness Study Area).
The May 2020 visit—our third to this wilderness—was intended to replicate a 1985 loop that we didn’t remember very well. It was drier than expected from our planning information. We remembered much more water in 1985 but had no photos to verify—they were either lost or none were taken. Photos from a short 1993 loop in upper Dark Canyon showed much water.
Dark Canyon Wilderness excludes mesas and only encompasses canyons; therefore the popular loop of Woodenshoe, Dark, and Peavine Canyons seemed the best route for a weeklong loop trip. Trails were good and well maintained, but Dark Canyon was tougher than expected with lots of up and down canyon crossings (where total elevation change seems underestimated from map data) and much sand to slog through.
Some running water, pools, ponderosa pine, and wildflowers graced portions of Woodenshoe and upper Peavine canyons. However most of Dark Canyon and lower canyons was dry. Above Peavine junction to Scorup Cabin we found some running water, marsh, willows, and mud tracks from off-road vehicles (allowed from Peavine Corridor).
Wilderness management seemed a priority to the Manti-La-Sal National Forest with a trail crew and wilderness ranger assigned to the area—a welcome surprise.
Peavine Corridor, a “cherry-stem” road (within/exempted from wilderness) attracted many off-road vehicles (ORVs) full of local spring bear hunters and their dogs. It was a bit disheartening to see and hear vehicles after 50+ miles in wilderness solitude.
Peavine Fire of 2019 burned on upper Peavine Canyon slopes and did little damage to the canyon trail.
About 100 people per year had been visiting this area between April-October judging from registers in cabin and at trailheads. Water is problematic in dry years, especially in the fall.
Visit statistics: 7 days, 72 miles at 1.9 mph, and 425 feet per mile average elevation change.
See map below for trailheads, detailed daily routes, mileages, elevation changes, and photos.
Included in Utah Wilderness Act of 1984, Dark Canyon now encompasses 46,320 acres in a horseshoe shape with three canyons. Mesas and some “cherry-stem” roads are excluded. Dark Canyon includes colored walls of Cedar Mesa sandstone with arches, mixed-conifer/aspen forest near the rim, ponderosa pine groves, meadows, springs, seeps, and hanging gardens—some drying out. Life zones range from high country on rim to arid desert vegetation in the bottom of Dark Canyon. Cliff dwellings and rock art remain from an Ancestral Puebloan culture. Ten trailheads from the Elk Ridge Highlands descend into canyons.
I was hesitant about our 2020 trip—intended to repeat our original 1985 loop trip. My arthritic left knee, problematic since my 30s, flared up just before the trip. A doctor visit provided knee draining, cortisone shot, and reassurance that I should be fine backpacking in a few days. Dubious, I delayed our trip a couple of days. Knee was okay cycling and walking.
Arriving late afternoon from Phoenix, we drove dry road passing the famous Bears Ears and parked near Peavine Trailhead. Several loop hikers had signed the register. One noted, “it’s really dry in the back canyon” and suggested packing lots of water. We weren’t sure what was meant by “back canyon”—we found out the hard way he probably meant the main Dark Canyon.
We made dinner, then hiked three miles of road to Woodenshoe trailhead. Several vehicles here and register entries indicated four groups ahead of us including one who had completed loop and made entry about dry canyon at Peavine register. We hiked a well-used trail about a mile and camped on a ponderosa pine flat.
Next morning, the descent was quite pleasant through pines, green meadows, and wildflowers. We stopped at Cherry Creek 5 miles down—first expected water, although we did pass some pools on way down. A new sign and tread indicated a trail up Cherry Creek not on our maps. After breakfast we followed this trail about 2 miles towards spectacular red rock hoodoos, through burned and remnant pine, and marshy wet areas along running creek. My knee tired on the sand. We wrapped it for the next three miles down main canyon on good trail.
Continuing on down Woodenshoe Canyon, David followed a side track to cliff structures with rock art while I elevated my knee against a tree. We met our first backpackers coming up. They’d hiked down ahead of use but turned back before confluence of Dark Canyon.
We camped on a pine bench near pools of water and I enjoyed creating a camp kitchen on rocky bench above the wash. Knee was achy that night but ok the next morning—until we hit a section right in the rocky wash for about a mile. We were confused by no water at what we thought was Wates Pond area but we found water for breakfast in a pool beneath a pouroff just before the Hanging Gardens which were about dry.
On down, the stream ran in little channels through a marshy area, then dry areas, then deep pools in red rock. We neglected to fill up here, expecting water at the confluence. After last dry mile we were still shocked to find no water in Dark Canyon.
After long afternoon hiking about 5.5 miles up the main canyon, we found a spring above drainage (which was shown on the map). We also met Ben, a Forest Service wilderness ranger, camped by the spring. Exhausted by our long day, we filtered some water, set up tent under a juniper just off trail, and went to bed without cooking dinner (Ben had the best campsite for the rugged area). My irritated knee kept me awake part of the night.
Next morning we filled up water and talked to Ben, on his fourth season in Dark Canyon. He said his boss had tasked crews to pull up and poison the roots of tamarisk (salt cedar). Perhaps that is why we saw so little. Ben said there was another spring about two miles up the canyon, then no water until upper Dark Canyon near confluence with Peavine. He was quite accurate.
My left leg was aching fiercely as we headed up the canyon. Suddenly I knew why. For years I have worn “lifts” in my left shoe because my right leg is slightly longer. I bought new boots shortly before this trip, added Superfeet inserts but forgot the lifts. I was stressing the left leg. David rigged up a “lift” with multiple ziplock bags which we stuffed in my left boot. Left leg and knee calmed down.
We stopped at Trail Canyon junction in a nice pinyon-juniper campsite near large cottonwoods in creek. Water was running just up the drainage. We decided to take a light day. We made the previous night’s dinner for breakfast, selected our tent spot for camp and set out on day hike up Trail Canyon. GPS indicated 4 miles. I envisioned easy switchbacks to the ridge and back.
I was wrong. Trail was about 5 miles one way and only easy to start. First mile ambled over a wash and up a canyon with periodic water. Then canyon narrowed and trail steepened to a 700 feet-per-mile elevation ascent up sheer canyon walls with grand views of Dark Canyon below. We turned around at the trailhead and road to Elk Ridge. After long descent, we both were tired.
Next day was David’s turn for ailments. His back responded with spasms—probably from overly stressed hip flexor muscles from 30 miles hiking in two days (a chronic problem he mitigates with leg-muscle therapy since medical professionals say his back structure is fine).
Half a mile up, the canyon had running water and was more like we remembered, but now lined with young willows (no salt cedar). Then it widened into a wash for a sandy slog for five miles. Then a corral and start of Peavine Corridor (road in wilderness). We passed turnoff to Rig Canyon—once site of an oil rig—and continued up road. We began to find pools and then running water.
We camped early in a pine grove, took a bath, and an afternoon nap. After dinner we hiked half mile up to the Peavine confluence and back, passing a big arch on the canyon wall.
Rest of the trip was less stressful and ailments settled down. We day hiked up Dark Canyon to Scorup Cabin, which we had visited in 1993. After sandy ups and downs the last section was marshy and water had inundated the old road; we skirted deep muddy tracks. A pouroff was running slightly; we have a 1993 photo of same area with gushing falls.
The cabin was in good shape other than rodent poop. Register indicated visits from Notch-Horsepasture loop hikers, trail crews, rangers, and a few motorized users from Peavine. The green field below cabin was probably farmed at one time; there were remains of horse-drawn farm equipment strewn around, and it was more dilapidated than in 1993 photos.
Just before we rejoined our backpacks at the Peavine confluence, we encountered an ORV parked in the road and two guys in a nearby field. David talked to the Forest Service range conservationist and assistant moving an exclosure (wire circular fence to compare non-grazed to grazed vegetation). They said that cattle would be turned out soon. They also noted that only one permittee family grazed the entire area; the senior member still rides the range packing an oxygen bottle.
The assistant, a local guy, said it was driest he had seen in years. He thought Peavine Canyon would be dry all the way up and suggested packing water from the confluence. We did, but found water after two miles, and more water again near the top. A set of foot prints indicated another loop hiker had passed us during day hike to Scorup Cabin. We never caught him.
During slog up dusty road we encountered several ORVs—we later learned it was last weekend of the Utah spring bear hunt. Last one was crammed with people, hound dogs poking heads out of box carriers, and two guys standing up like military guards. We were glad when the road left the canyon. We dropped packs where trail and road parted, checked out campsites and chose to camp in a small pine grove by the packs—sites on up were scorched by the 2019 Peavine Fire.
Our last half day and six miles were fairly nice. We found a spring and the creek later started to run as we passed through mixed-conifer and aspen forest, and green meadows dotted with blue lupine, pink phlox and, of course, namesake yellow peavine! I was glad to see it before the cows were turned out to trample the area.
We met two groups: a family of five from Salt Lake City and two guys from California. I told both where to find water and where it was dry. The last mile was a steep crawl through gorgeous tall aspen out of the canyon to the trailhead, which was chilly and very windy.
A reasonable hike but we managed to create ample challenges.
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