“’What makes the desert beautiful,’ said the prince ‘is that somewhere it hides a well.’”
-Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Yakima Canyon feels like such an unknown gem in this great Pacific Northwest. With its monolith of dirt rising in multitude and vast stretches of calming aridity, it evokes a sense of otherworldliness so strange in its grandeur, and so pleasant in its wonder.
Umtanum Creek Canyon was not necessarily the proverbial “well” mentioned with great symbolism right above, but it felt like it somewhat. A beauty that stands on its own, buried among a throng of nonsense, sauntering along its rocky spine is an adventure meriting an overnight trip.
Many sections on this trail are tight with shrubbery and small tree branches breaching the path’s real estate, and several areas are somewhat washed out by the creek which can be difficult for folks that hike with more than one dog. The tread is rocky in parts, and the rest is fairly sandy so I recommend donning freakishly comfortable shoes. Buds are dotting the greenery with striking colors that I assume will bloom like fireworks in the next week or two. In fact, balsamroot, prairie stars, and phloxes (I believe they're called), are now loud in their presence. The apple blossoms are still enclosed like candies, but they're alive and brimming with promises of fecundity. I can sense that a rough winter had pelted this landscape given that many of the plants appear traumatized. Still, life here is blossoming, to quote Christopher Fry, into hysteria.
The night is frigid and dry. Wear layers and a hat. Happy trails!