We found this spot using one of Kelsey’s books about hikes along Lake Powell, but only barely. It was hard to find at the lake level this march. We motored past the steps a couple times before finally catching a glimpse… on the way back to the boat. In the spring light, no shadows were cast by the steps, which in other lights, must be more obvious, because they are definitely well cut into the sandstone. The steps are very steep in parts, nowhere near as steep as other moqui steps I’ve seen, but still, they caught me feeling pretty nervous at points.
We’ll be back to finish exploring this set, and another set of steps put in at the early part of the 20th century by the Conservation Corps (I’m not sure why – that’s got to be some interesting history) or the indigenous people who were living and farming and ranching down in this canyon. It’s crazy and so sad to learn that some of the locals were caught unaware as the water came up behind Glen Canyon Dam in the 1960s, and were left with no choice other than to retreat.