Antelope Canyon is the most photographed and famous slot canyon in the world, and it has a cluster%#$& to match.
We only venture there to acquire official Navajo National hiking passes for our planned destination, Water Holes Canyon. The map they give us informs us . . . No going past the power lines in the east and no hiking west of the bridge. CW proclaims it a Disneyland hike, and proudly says, “We’ll back in less than an hour, don’t bother bringing your pack”. I convince him otherwise, and off we go . . . or not. This is the entrance to the canyon. They don’t have this in Anaheim or Orlando. A 200 foot decent into a dark abyss must be conquered before any fancy slot canyons are explored. 
As it turns out, we could have found an easier entry a half mile upstream, but then we would have missed to most spectacular portion of the canyon, right beneath the roaring traffic on the bridge headed south for the Grand Canyon.
We hiked for about an hour in the canyon with varying degrees of depth and width. Finally, one of the Water Holes does us in, our poker stick won’t touch bottom, and route seems ripe for losing grip and falling in the cesspool. We accept defeat, but don’t leave empty handed by any means. 
On the way back to the car, we go overland, following the northern rim, about half way back, we hear this odd noise, kind of a whiny noise. We look across the canyon and find a heard of goats, with a lonely straggler stuck on the rocks and separated from the heard. 
We only venture there to acquire official Navajo National hiking passes for our planned destination, Water Holes Canyon. The map they give us informs us . . . No going past the power lines in the east and no hiking west of the bridge. CW proclaims it a Disneyland hike, and proudly says, “We’ll back in less than an hour, don’t bother bringing your pack”. I convince him otherwise, and off we go . . . or not. This is the entrance to the canyon. They don’t have this in Anaheim or Orlando. A 200 foot decent into a dark abyss must be conquered before any fancy slot canyons are explored. As it turns out, we could have found an easier entry a half mile upstream, but then we would have missed to most spectacular portion of the canyon, right beneath the roaring traffic on the bridge headed south for the Grand Canyon.We hiked for about an hour in the canyon with varying degrees of depth and width. Finally, one of the Water Holes does us in, our poker stick won’t touch bottom, and route seems ripe for losing grip and falling in the cesspool. We accept defeat, but don’t leave empty handed by any means. On the way back to the car, we go overland, following the northern rim, about half way back, we hear this odd noise, kind of a whiny noise. We look across the canyon and find a heard of goats, with a lonely straggler stuck on the rocks and separated from the heard. The strangest aspect of this herd were the leaders, and their approach to getting the job done. Note the three bushy haired animals at the top of the screen. Two are simply laying down, while the other overlooks the goats trying to go the wrong direction. 
Eventually, the goats figure out they can’t go down 90 degree cliffs, and they take the high road. There was no sign whatsoever of a shepard, for all we could see, these dogs were in charge of the herd.
Eventually, the goats figure out they can’t go down 90 degree cliffs, and they take the high road. There was no sign whatsoever of a shepard, for all we could see, these dogs were in charge of the herd.
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