Day 28 - Big Bend part 2

I must have a thing for Jurassic Park-looking places, because Big Bend has Jurassic Park in spades! Big Bend has three sections: 1 Santa Elena Canyon in southwest, 2 Chisos Mountains in middle and 3 Bouquillas Canyon to southeast. I would cover all three today.

I awoke in the morning, hopped in the van and drove from the Santa Elena section to the Chisos Mountain section in the middle, in order to secure a campsite at this central and grand location. On the drive up I passed the Mule Ears Mountains and surreal morning views.

While the river 1 and 3 sections are at 1800 foot elevation, the Chisos Mountains are at 6000 feet. I drove up and over the crazy beautiful mountain range and down steep curves into the Chisos Basin, where the campgrounds and Lodge and only-in-park restaurant are located. The mountains surround you when you are in the basin making you feel protected and special--like you are a welcome guest to the wonder. I believe this is the best campground ever. The panoramas don't capture the site so you'll have to take the next few high mountain shots and imagine sleeping with them surrounding you.

Itching for a hike but still having a minor left ankle over-use strain, I took on the famous Lost Mine Trail, a 5 mile round trip hike built nicely by the New Deal's Civilian Conservation Corp in the 40s. The hike climbs up gently, opening up to spectacular craggy peak views before peaking to a high mountain clearing between huge mountains. Pics to set the scene.

My left ankle pain went away on the way up this trail but I got a shin splint--another over-use injury from hiking 10 miles a day this month up from 3-4 in March. Undeterred, I drove an hour east to the Bouquillas Canyon section with another towering Rio Grande site in front of me (pic).

This canyon was less amazing than the Santa Elena but it did have Mexicans on horseback selling drugs--no gracias amigo. A quick off roadish journey to a hot springs and then a drive back to Chisos basin for dinner at the restaurant.

I downed a bacon cheeseburger, fries and two local beers and set out to the "window" - the lower outlet of the Chisos basin for a 3.5 mile round trip just in time to catch sunset there. About 30 minutes in a combination of shin pain and just-ate-huge-dinner-then-hiked pain stopped me. I felt sick, quite sick, so I stopped mid-trail, and rested on a rock for fifteen minutes. Feeling a bit better but still bad, I decided to turn around and return to the bed in the van. I made it back and felt much better after another hour and a nights rest. On the way back up, I took this pic of the "window". Nice!

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