About seven miles from the National Park is a dirt road that takes you to Zapata Creek and Falls. On this particular day a road grader was working and creating a more difficult situation for those of us in low vehicles. He was grading so that a pile of rocks ended up in the middle of the road and only one side of the road was really passable. Somehow, going up and coming down we were on the wrong side of the road and had to drive over the rocky middle every time someone came from the other direction. We aren’t just talking pebbles either! However, you can see that it was a pretty climb with the valley stretching away under us. At the end of the road was a 1/4 mile hike to the creek with some nice, strategically placed benches for the old folks. Once there one had to wade into the creek and climb up and around the wall to get back to see the falls. Fortunately, Bob feels the need to take pictures so he made the trek. I seem to be old enough now that I don’t feel the need to prove anything. The water was COLD due, of course, to the fact that it was snow yesterday (as Bob pointed out to one incredulous youngster). The final picture below is looking out toward the entrance so you can see you had to wade in that cold water for a ways.