Winter Travels 2019--Part 27: Squaw Lake Campground

There is very little to do at Squaw Lake but we entertained ourselves pretty well. Monday morning the wind died enough that we blew up our kayak and took it out for a long paddle on Squaw Lake. 

Looking across the lake as we paddled out.

Looking back at the campground from out in the lake.

That's our trailer up there, as seen from the lake. Palm trees sur-
rounded the lake in many places, and were on a small island in the lake.

After lunch we hiked up the surrounding hillsides to an overlook for the Colorado River and Squaw Lake, looking for but never seeing the wild burros and horses that reside in the area (as evidenced by lots of droppings). The hills are unlike anything we have seen before. They look like a pile of rubble, loosely held together, but not cemented, with dry soil. We also enjoyed lots of reading, in the sun during the day, and in the trailer at night. 

In the distance we could see the smoke of the fire which we had driven through the day before.
It looked like a prescribed burn to us, but we found out later it was actually a wild grass fire,
which continued to smolder the whole time we were at Squaw Lake, Luckily, we couldn't smell
the smoke from the campground.

The trail sometimes clung to the side of the hill precariously.

There were many washes and hillsides to climb.

That's a wide spot in the Colorado River on which we saw an occasional boat.

From up here one can see the inlets and peninsulas of Squaw Lake.

Some of the trails were actually made by the wild burros that still use them.