Our Journey to Singing Rock in the Arroyo del Tajo.

5 photo panorama of the Arroyo del Tajo and Singing Rock area

Would you drive through this? If you do, you went to far up the wrong arroyo. 
Of course, we had to drive through it.

I regret not taking a picture of the steep part of the road...

Walk down the ex-trail. If you do this you will get to see something extraordinary. Pictographs! They may be 600 years old! They haven't fared well but you will get to see them. Please be kind and Do NOT touch them.

Even way out in nowhere there are signs.

Another sign.

An awesome Pictograph. 

Here it is again. 

Looked like a party to me...

Sad to see them go ...

one more ...

View to the West from the pictographs. By the way, be very careful when climbing down into the arroyo, there are some tricky spots... 

So we took our leave of the pictographs and went east up the arroyo. There were just a couple of spots we had to climb over. Now it is on to the slot canyon and Singing Rock! 

There were Ocatillo sentries and happy singing swallows. There was a bird there that I cannot identify. But he had a pretty song.

 Here is the bird that I could not identify. He wouldn't let me get very close. He is in the very center, do you see him?

Here is the unidentified flying object, cropped and zoomed ...

We found the residence of mr. and mrs. Rattle E Snake. They did NOT invite us in for tea and crumpets!

We continued our quest towards Singing Rock and the slot canyon. We found scores of unoccupied reptile condos. At least we think they were unoccupied...  ... There was a lot of violets and purples in the rocks...

The entrance to the slot canyon...

I climbed back up the side of the arroyo so that you can see the forbidable entrance to the slot canyon. This is where I left Kathleen as she was not allowed to pass. The rock on the right is somewhere around 75-100 feet tall. The little crack in the dark is the entrance to the slot canyon. I had to climb up and over some smooth rocks for about 8 feet with some awkward footing, but it was simple after that little hurdle. The mountain said the me: "You may pass" ... 

Stepping into the slot ...

 Continuing through the slot...

The smile ... the gawk ... the long kiss goodbye...

The walk back. What you don't see is a deep trench between here and there.