{"id":14582,"date":"2021-08-11T04:48:16","date_gmt":"2021-08-11T11:48:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=14582"},"modified":"2021-12-02T05:49:10","modified_gmt":"2021-12-02T12:49:10","slug":"red-mountain-volcano","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=14582","title":{"rendered":"Red Mountain Volcano"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Over the years<\/strong> as I have driven the lonely road between Flagstaff and the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, one feature has always piqued my curiosity. A seemingly out of place lonely red mountain rising up from the high desert sagebrush and tumbleweeds that dot the plateau.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Red Mountain Volcano<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n

It always seems to be empty<\/strong>, desolate of life. The small dirt road leads one off the highway for about 1\/2 a mile before you come to a parking lot trailhead. Patches of snow are found here and there, pretty typical for February.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The hike itself is fairly short and straightforward<\/strong>, only another 1\/2 mile or so. As I get closer to the Volcano with each step, I can feel the abundant energy emanating from ground. Powerful and electric. No one else seems to be here. I climb a small ladder and enter the hoodoo’s of this ancient volcano.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Within the bowels of volcano<\/strong> I find others are here, quietly taking in the raw energy. I climb a large stone and meditate as clouds move quickly across the skyline. Tiny slot canyons filled with snow call to be explored, yet I soon find myself waist deep in snow. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Who knows how long I was here<\/strong>, maybe an hour, perhaps several. Time seems to have a different schedule in this volcanic vortex that I have found.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eventually though I head back out onto the trail, glad that I stopped to explore the mighty lone Red Mountain Volcano and her wonders that lie within.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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