Anyway, we decided to take advantage of having the truck here, and drove to a nearby canyon that several locals had told us about. We had to negotiate 3 miles of bad road, and several herds of cattle, to reach Cañon de Nacapule. I'm not sure why there was a stack of adobe bricks next to the trailhead...
The temperature was only about 70, so the canyon's shade was not especially needed today. On a really hot day, this must be such a welcome refuge! Interpretive signage told us that the Yaqui and Mayo (not Maya) Indians had frequented this canyon for thousands of years.
The vegetation is an exotic mix of cactus, fig trees, mesquite, and palm trees.
The figs have an amazing way of sending their roots through seemingly solid rock.
There are seeps and springs throughout.
The canyon forks about half a mile from the trailhead. The left fork quickly brings you to a steep climb, negotiated by a rope ladder. Vicki didn't think it was worth the trouble and waited below.
I thought it was worth it, if only to take a picture of her from above.
The right fork was easier going, and had lots of wildflowers and verdant foliage. There were also some colorful butterflies, but they were too fast for my camera.
The palms are amazingly well adapted to seasonal flash flooding. The base of this tree has been scoured down to a toothpick, yet it still had a healthy fan of green leaves at the top.
A beautiful oasis in the desert, and a nice break from the boat!
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