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223--Arizona: Havasupai Indian Reservation, Havasu Falls @ CherieSpotting     Jul 15 2004 - 17:48 PST cherie writes: The Grand Canyon. It's the biggest canyon in the world, and it holds some of the world's most picturesque waterfalls. The huge canyon swallows noise and screams silence. In the heat of the summer, Supai is full of peaceful magic. Jean, Lisa and I took a girl's trip out to Havasupai Indian Reservation. We hiked 10 miles into the canyon's belly and found a paradise of red cliffs, pristine waters and lush foliage. It's a place where fairy tales are real. A place where Native Americans gallop through the lush trails singing the songs of their ancestors. Here are the photos of our 10-mile hike and our first glimpse of Havasu Falls. It's the most idyllic waterfall I've ever seen. For more information visit the Havasupai Tribe website. Click on each picture to see it full size. read comments (0) | write comment| views: 5159    | rated: 0.0    printer-friendly version   The 10-mile hike down to Havasupai Indian Reservation ends with Havasu Falls. Lisa and Jean are ready for a girl's hiking trip. We drove down to the Colorado River through the Hualapai Reservation the first day. The next day, we hiked down the canyon on foot. The first view of the Colordao River. Cherie and Jean made it!! Hualapai Indian Reservation. Strange thing on the Indian Reservation. Jean, Lisa and Cherie begin the hike into the canyon at 8:00am. The dusty red canyon in the early morning sun. Lisa and Cherie eager to start the day. Note the naive smiles. Cherie and Jean can almost touch the sky. Lisa hiking down the switchbacks. Look at how much energy we have in the first hour of the hike! Jean straddles the shade and the sun. Lisa is free. Mules gallop out of the canyon. A mule is a cross between a horse and a donkey. Mules are stonger and have more endurance than horses. The red earth. In the hot summer months, the canyon is barren, but peaceful. Cherie, Jean and Lisa hiking into the canyon. July is monsoon season and there is a serious risk of flash floods tearing through the canyon. Blue sky, red rock and green cactus. Nature produces the boldest colors. By the way Jean is dressed, you'd never know that it is 104 degrees outside. Desert Plumes. Ladies, make a wish. Each rock is a precious wish. I wonder how many came true? Abandoned mining car. I need a rest, and that looks like a comfy seat. Supai has the only mail in the US carried by mules. Indian Art. Jean in the Supai Indian Village. The canyon is filled with gorgeous rock formations. A curious mule in the Supai village. Precarious rock formations. The jagged canyon wall looms over the hikers offering a bit of cool shade. Stacks of saddles. A single sunflower. Jean's silly socks. You can tell we are serious hikers. A Supai bathtub? Supai has the only US Mail carried by mules. The fertile valley is full of green. A saddle and a sunflower. After a 10-mile hike, this is our first view of Havasu Falls. When we saw the waterfall for the first time, we thought we were dreaming. Let's jump in! Cherie and Jean kick off their hiking gear and take a dip in the cool pristine waters. Jean and Lisa. The beautiful Havasu Falls. Lisa relaxing. Sometimes, it's the destination. Can you believe we made it? Picture perfect and worth every drop of sweat. Lisa, Jean and Cherie at Havasu Falls. You can hike the 10 miles (like we did), ride on a mule, or helicopter in. Cherie by the falls.