Date: December 31, 2020
Place: Red Rock Canyon National Conservation Area, Las Vegas, Nevada
Coordinates: 36.161113, -115.498838
Length: 2.2 miles
Level: easy
Red Rock Canyon National Conservation Area is a big enough place to merit more than a single day's visit. On our winter of 2020 family vacation to the larger Las Vegas area we visited Red Rock Canyon NCA twice. On the first visit we hiked the Calico Hills Trail and the Calico Tanks Trail, and in the morning of our second visit we hiked the Keystone Thrust Trail, a nice hike that ended with a bit of a weather damper.
The weather cleared up fairly fast after our morning hike. We ate a picnic lunch at the Petroglyph Wall trailhead where there was a picnic area. Then the elder chika spotted a little bush bird in the nearby Juniper and got all excited. She thought it was a Juniper titmouse - a lifer for her, and wanted to get the bird's photo. She an Pappa Quail were busy for many long minutes trying to spot that bird again. Eventually they gave up, hoping that they'll see it, or more of its species on the trail we were about to hike.
I was content with the place's geology - the beautiful rock formations and the colorful boulders that flanked the picnic area.
We continued along the large wash that we crossed when we started on the Lost Creek Trail. Many of the stones that littered the wash bed had some very interesting patterns that looked almost like they were drawn by a human artist.
The Lost Creek trailhead was about half a mile down the road but there was a trail going there and back on both sides of the road so we didn't need to move the car or walk on the asphalt. We started hiking the trail that run northeast of the pavement, going southeast.
The trail that paralleled the road on the northeast was a nice gravel path with open views down to the valley. It was easy to walk on and we made good, quick progress.
As usual, my family walked ahead and I fell behind, pausing here and there to check out the local vegetation. It didn't matter that I've already seen these plants many times on other hikes in this park.
Especially I enjoyed the cacti that grew there between the other shrubs. More than any other plant perhaps, the cactus symbolizes the desert to me. The plant that stores so much moisture inside its stems and protects it with those nasty thorns. Yet when it blooms, the cactus has the most gorgeous and accessible flowers. We weren't hiking there during the bloom season, so I enjoyed seeing the cacti without their flowers.
Cholla Cactus, Cylindropuntia sp. |
It didn't take long before we made it to the parking lot south of where we parked, where the Lost Creek trailhead was. There was very little traffic on the road. We crossed it and immediately went on the trail to the Lost Creek.
The Lost Creek Trail was leading us directly to the Rainbow Mountains. I couldn't tell which creek opening was the one we were going too - there were several of them coming down the mountain ahead of us.
Lost Creek Trail |
Like the cacti, yucca plants are also very much a symbol of the desert. They too are succulent but their thorns are not covering the entire leaf surface. Still, not many animals eat the yucca leaves for their moisture.
Mohave Yucca, Yucca schidigera |
Unlike the Keystone Thrust Trail, the Lost Creek Trail had plenty of information signs along the path. It was nice to read about the nature and the history of the area as we moved along the trail.
Lost Creek Trail |
We crossed a large wash before delving into the mountains. The wash was flanked by large bushes and shrubs. The wash bed was littered with large stones, indicative of its flow power when it floods. Thick clouds hung by the La Madre Mountains on the north, where we had hiked earlier that morning, though it didn't look like any precipitation there would result in a flow down where we were. At least, not at that time.
We saw the information sign posted by the spring of Lost Creek before we saw the water. The sign said that this spring was flowing year-round. The flow was well hidden beneath the vegetation, accessible to animals only. The sign also said that the area had been replanted with native species after much damage cause there by humans trampling around the water. The information sign told us about an endemic and endangered species of snail that lives in the spring water of Red Roc Canyon NCA, including at Lost Creek. We didn't get to see the snails.
Lost Creek Spring |
It looked like we were getting to a dead end of the trail. We had to do some scrambling through thick riparian vegetation but right ahead of us were sheer rock cliffs and no way up for regular hikers who don't practice rock climbing.
When we emerged from the vegetation we found ourselves at the bottom of a dry waterfall. The only way up that would be with climbing gear. That meant, not us. The rocks above us carried the marks of many years' seasonal water flow.
Rock climbing is practiced regularly at Red Rock Canyon NCA. Another sign posted by the Lost Creek Trail informed us that this locale is one of the popular climbing sites in the park, but we haven't seen any rock climbers there that day.
We looked around for a while, but eventually we turned around and started back down the trail, plunging again into the thick bushes that thrived on the underground moisture of the creek.
Once outside of the vegetation and the mountain part of the Lost Creek we started northeast on the trail that paralleled the road on the south. This trail stretched below the foothills of the Rainbow Mountains and the rock formations along the path were very pretty. More information signs were posted along that trail, some of them telling about the native people of this area and their traditional, pre-contact practices.
From this part of the trail we had a very nice view of the Turtlehead Mountain on the east side of the park. The peak of the mountain was brightly illuminated.
Turtlehead Mountain |
We walked past an area that was marked as prehistoric kitchen, where the native people dug large pits where they roasted agave cores. I would love to try roasted agave if I only knew where to have it.
Going north, we now had the view ahead of the La Madre Mountains peeking through between the sandstone hills that flanked the wash we were walking on. The clouds were still hanging over on the north, but they seemed to be receding, revealing mire blue sky.
To balance off the emerging blue sky on the north, more clouds were gathering south of us, moving slowly over the Rainbow Mountains.
We reached the Petroglyph Wall Trail and took it right to the dark rock wall that was inscribed with numerous petroglyph images. Many of these symbols were completely abstract to me, although some of them reminded me the petroglyphs that we saw at Sloan Canyon on the first day of our trip.
The wall was covered all the way up and down, left and right, but much of it was obscured by the vegetation, and it was clear that the park's authorities didn't wish for people to get too close to these artifacts.
At least in one of the corners of the rocky canvas it was clear that it wasn't human hands that damaged the paleolithic art - a piece of the outer rock had eroded away.
By the time we finished admiring the petroglyphs and got back to the outer, large wash that separated us from the parking lot, the clouds had moved away again.
The elder chika wanted to stay longer at the parking lt, hoping to see the elusive juniper titmouse again, but we had about three hours of daylight left and we decided to move on immediately and hike as far as we could into the Icebox Canyon, which a bit further south if the Lost Creek Trail.