Zebra Slot

David, Vicki, Joan, and I took the Halfway Hollow route to Zebra. It was not too crowded when we arrived, but it soon became very crowded, unpleasantly so. I think this canyon is ruined now by its popularity. The canyon was much wetter than my other two times there, and I stupidly left my shoes at the mouth. Once the water was dealt with I was unable to climb barefooted up a steep move near the end. We then spent a pleasant hour exploring the terrain above and behind the slot, before returning to the car. Jonathan Kriegel joined us for dinner: He had biked from Green River to Escalante over several days.

The zigzags of Zebra.
  

Entry into Zebra had mandatory wading; very cold.
  

Above and below: David in the zigzags.

I stupidly left my shoes at the entrance because of the water. So I had to climb barefoot, which was quite difficult. I got past this spot, but not the next one. Photo by David Nebel.
  

Zebra stripes.

The area above and behind the canyon has some nice fields of Moqui marbles.