Dominguez Canyon in western Colorado is one of the most enchanting
places I’ve ever visited. On my first trip there many years ago we
crossed the Gunnison River by raft south of Grand Junction, and soon
found ourselves in a desert paradise of colorful red rock, desert
plants, sweeping horizons, and Dominguez Canyon itself. In the course
of hundreds of thousands of years, Dominguez Creek, itself not very
large, has formed a passage through and over the rocks. Water tumbles
among cliffs and over boulders, forming sculptured alcoves and a series
of magical pools. No other people were there, and I marveled to find
this place so near the highway between Grand Junction and Montrose, and
yet a world away.
We hiked a little way up the canyon. Along the way we stopped to admire
Indian petroglyphs, as yet undisturbed by vandals or barriers set up to
defend against them.
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