Hiking in the American Southwest

Published on NewsOK Modified: May 14, 2014 at 10:06 am •  Published: May 14, 2014
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PICACHO PEAK STATE PARK, Ariz. (AP) — "Excuse me, coming through, sorry, thank you!" I kept repeating loudly and urgently as I hiked up Picacho Peak, which rises like a Western saddle from the endless desert just off I-10 between Phoenix and Tucson, Arizona.

With not a soul in sight among the saguaro cactuses and splashes of yellow desert marigolds, this was my improvised technique to keep rattlesnakes away.

A snake phobia had mostly confined me to the car, or on horseback, in dozens of trips to the Southwest. But the combination of a winter spent in Minnesota's polar vortex, and life events that made being afraid of invertebrates a quaint concern, pushed me onto the trails on a two-week trip this spring.

In seven parks from Phoenix to near El Paso, Texas, I wandered barefoot across blindingly white sand dunes, climbed on all fours over red boulders, trekked to waterfalls deep inside a canyon, and played rockhound for a day — all while basking in uninterrupted sunshine and without spotting a single rattler. Here are some highlights.

SAGUARO FORESTS

Two-story-high saguaros, ocotillo bushes tipped with scarlet blooms and blossoming palo verde trees border the steeply rising switchbacks on the first mile of the Hugh Norris Trail in the western district of Saguaro National Park.

At the ridge top, falcons soared as dusk settled onto one of the densest concentrations of saguaros in the Sonoran desert, many more than a century old. In the distance stood Signal Hill, where the Hohokam people carved petroglyphs hundreds of years ago.

Although Tucson bisects the park's two districts, silence on the trail is unbroken. I even stopped clapping my hands, a snake-chasing technique suggested by hikers startled by my monologue.

CANYON SWIM

Deep inside Bear Canyon, seven waterfalls gurgled amid rocky walls studded with cactus and spring flowers. This 8-mile (13-kilometer) round-trip hike in Sabino Canyon Recreation Area, just north of Tucson, is a parade of Southwest wilderness bests: saguaro stands silhouetted against mountain peaks, a cottonwood-lined river gorge, and chilly rock pools, perfect for dipping battered feet.

ROCKS ALL AROUND

Follow I-10 east more than 100 miles (160 kilometers) from Tucson, across desert so wide that the mountains look like they're hanging off a round horizon, like a child's drawing of the earth. Then head toward the border to either Rock Hound State Park, in Deming, New Mexico, or Chiricahua National Monument, Arizona.

On the last 13 miles (21 kilometers) of the trip, from I-10 to Rock Hound, only three moving objects crossed my road: a Border Patrol truck, a longhorn steer, and a tumbleweed nearly as large as the other two.

A life-sized photo of a rearing rattler in the park nearly destroyed my plan of poking through rocky ravines hunting for minerals. But a geologist from Michigan — armed with a sturdy stick and pickaxe — agreed to take me along the Jasper Trail.

The park allows visitors to collect up to 15 pounds (7 kilos) of rocks, and I filled my pockets with salmon-pink jasper and translucent quartz. I also picked up a weird, pimpled round rock, about 4 inches (10 centimeters) across. The nearby Red Roof Rock Shop sawed it in two — $3 for a half-hour of work — to reveal gorgeous sparkling blue agate nestled against pale violet rhyolite, a type of rock known as a thunderegg. Take that, snakes.

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