Not very far down the wash, we encountered this large tree. It looked so out of place in the desert environment, yet it flourished there.
Here was a not-so-subtle reminder that we were in a harsh, desert landscape. I don't know what animal this skull belonged to, but it certainly made an impression sitting there in the sand.
This photo of me with the Hamblin Arch in the background was taken by my hiking partner, Lou.
On our third day in, we left our packs behind, and carrying little more than water and our hats, we trekked further down the stream to find this amazing geological wonder. This is the Coyote Natural Bridge. If you look closely, you can see the stream quietly meandering under its span.
For a great part of our hike, the river was our trail, as there was no other place to walk but in the stream itself. We found ourselves removing our boots and wearing only sandles much of the time, and then we had to watch out for "sinkholes", where we would suddenly drop through the wet sand up to our knees without any warning.
Hiking back to our campsite at the Hamblin arch, we were able to see what it looked like from the other side.