
the Grand Tour
with Joe Hudson
Early morning in Grapevine Canyon. March 1995.
Why backpack the canyon?
Well, why not? Just a few of the things you will do if you go:
Get stabbed in the shin by an agave plant.
Lose the trail. Scrub your Sierra cup clean with sand. Pop a blister.
Dig a hole and defecate. Watch the bats flit around at dusk. Worry about
those clouds rolling in. Take an afternoon nap beside a stream. Wonder
how you'll ever make it back to the top. Watch little lizards scurry
about.
Check under rocks for scorpions. Wonder how
bad you smell. Tell stories at night. Run out of liquor halfway through
the trip. Get sunburned. Eat more dried fruit than you thought possible.
Hike by moonlight. Crave a cheeseburger, or a Coke. Reorganize your
pack, again. Smell the sagebrush. Smell a skunk. Look for water. Pump
water. Boil water. Drink water. Ignore the book you brought.
Marvel at a twisted old juniper. Slide off
your sleeping pad in the middle of the night. Study the habits of a pair
of ravens. Explore a side canyon. Get rained on. Flick ticks off your
clothing. Put off getting up to pee at night. Watch for rafters, who
might give you a beer.
Wish for a patch of shade along the Tonto
Trail. Wonder if you're lost. Lay your gear out to dry. Look and listen
for rattlesnakes. Eat cheese that has turned greasy. See cactuses in
bloom. Get sand inside your camera. Wade in the cold, cold river. Watch
the stars come out. Hear and owl hoot and a coyote howl. Forget that you
really live somewhere else.
Jessica; Lloyd; Barb; and Stan at Hance Rapids. March 1990.
Meet the Grand Canyon Junkies
It all started in August 1972 when, fresh
out of high school, I hiked to the bottom of the canyon because a buddy
of mine wanted to. Three and a half years later, I returned with a
different friend, Jim. The next year, Jim returned with his friend Stan.
The year after that, Jim, Stan and I all went, and this whole thing was
already snowballing.
Backpacking the canyon is now an annual
spring rite for several of us. Stan has done it 16 times, even though he
has never lived within a thousand miles of the place. I am not far
behind, with 13-rim-to-river hikes. There are others who are just as
hopelessly hooked. Some of the regulars:
- Stan.
Periodontist and hockey player in Eugene, Ore. Deft hands are good for
tying knots and rolling cigarettes for others in group. Eats alfalfa
pellets to help his arthritic right hip.
- Barb.
Dental hygienist and speed-skater in Eugene. Became Stan's wife in
ceremony on South Rim in 1993. Entertains group by reading cowboy poetry
and old trail journals.
- Marlene.
Dental hygienist and runner in Eugene. Former GI; hikes in her old Army
boots with new Vibram soles. Wants to hike Zion next year instead of
the canyon -- say what?
- Lloyd.
Insurance agent and triathlete in Aurora, Colo. Brother of Stan and
dedicated father of four girls, one of whom hiked the Escalante Route
with us when she was just 10.
- Loretta.
Dental assistant and mom in Eugene (yes, a whole lot of flossing goes
on when this group gets together). Most-improved hiker in 1995 -- we ate
her dust on the Tonto Trail.
- Jim.
Educator in Lincoln, Neb., and Junkie emeritus. Hasn't hiked with us
since '86 but was a key force in early years. Founded annual University
of Nebraska canyon trip in '78.

Grand Canyon Map
Trailside scenes and notes
South Bass-Royal Arch Route 
The Royal Arch; the blue speck is Barb. March 1994.
It takes a four- to six-night trip in order
to comfortably complete this 45-mile loop. Two factors make this a
tricky route: the often-impassable road west to the South Bass
trailhead, where this route begins, and the need to rappel during your
descent. Your reward, though, is the spectacular lower Royal Arch
Canyon, one of the most beautiful places in the canyon we've been.
Unlike most other canyon routes, this one
does not make a beeline down to the river. That was a relief for our
aging muscles and joints when Barb, Stan and I did this route in March
1994. You descend the South Bass Trail for only about 1,200 of vertical
descent, then exit onto the level and scenic Esplanade trail and head
west to Royal Arch Canyon. The map that comes with the Backcountry Trip
Planner shows where the trail enters Royal Arch Canyon. Be sure you mark
the spot on whatever map you carry with you. We didn't, and we wasted
90 minutes trying to descend the wrong arm of Royal Arch Canyon.
The trail down Royal Arch Canyon generally
stays in the dry streambed, but the route is indistinct and difficult.
You're boulder-hopping, not hiking, much of the way, and finding a safe
passage often took extra time. At several points we had to stop to hand
down each other's packs. Then we hit the really dicey part -- one
we weren't expecting. The route description from the backcountry office
says that "a large drop blocks the way. This can be passed on the left
side via a trail with some exposed climbing. A belay may be desirable."
"May be desirable"? Unless you can cling to
rock like a lizard, you should instead take the advice someone
scratched in the rock at this point: "No gear -- Don't go." One slip,
and you fall 30 feet straight down. After much discussion, we got out
the ropes we'd brought for the next day's scheduled rappel and did an unscheduled
one here. Someone's going to die at this point unless the Park Service
revises its route description. We've brought this up with the
backcountry office, to no avail.
Colorado River at Royal Arch Canyon. March 1994.
A few hours farther down, the trail leaves
Royal Arch Canyon about two miles short of the Colorado River. A huge
cairn marks the eastward exit. But don't leave Royal Arch Canyon just
yet: A side hike down to the arch is a must. Follow the drainage about
three-quarters of a mile. Just short of the arch, the canyon narrows and
the creek emerges from the ground, creating a lush, green oasis where
you'll want to stay awhile. The arch is not far from the river and Elves
Chasm, but a 200-foot dropoff blocks the way. So back up the drainage
you must go to the exit point.
The trail climbs out of Royal Arch Canyon
and onto the Tonto Plateau. A rappel of less than 20 feet is required in
the cliffs on the way down to the river. The trail reaches the river at
the Toltec drainage, which is a good camping spot. An extra night here
will allow you an easy day hike west to the pools and waterfalls of
Elves Chasm, which is off-limits to camping. It's about an hour-long
hike each way. Wear gloves to protect your hands from the jagged
travertine limestone boulders you come in contact with along the way.
And take a water bag to stock up on creek water; unless it has rained
recently, you'll probably be drinking river water at Toltec.
The Tonto Trail east of Garnet Canyon. March 1994.
The hike east to Bass Canyon is typical
Tonto Trail hiking: into a side canyon, then out onto the plateau. Side
canyon, plateau; side canyon, plateau; over and over again. The plateau,
with its broad vistas and stunning views of the Colorado River more
than a thousand feet below, is as rewarding as the side canyons are
grueling. Eventually, you reach Bass Canyon for the climb back up to the
South Rim. Pray that it hasn't rained up top during your stay, because
the road through Pasture Wash can swallow up jeeps when it's muddy.
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