I was telling my friend Amy (yes, school teacher Amy) about it, and her story was, "My dad was one of the men that worked on maintaining that road. It was not unusual to see the fathers driving the RV, or truck pulling a camping trailer; the wives and children would be walking the road behind the vehicles." Here's a big hint, 4WD with high clearance, skid plate and independent suspension if you intend on trying CR 240 out yourself from starting point (South Cottonwood Road - CR 277) to ending point on State Highway 95.
William Posey was a Paiute who made sure that settling in San Juan County would not be easy for any white person; whether rancher or pioneer, Mormon or non-Mormon. The trail is named after him as this was the final trail he attempted to make his escape on in 1923, during the "Last Indian War". If interested in this history, one book you can purchase is "Posey, The Last Indian War" by Dr. Steve Lacy and Pearl Baker. There is also a small write up in the locally published book, "They Came to Grayson".
Even though I try to put some historical research into my posts now and then, I want to make it more about the adventure itself, so here we go...
Posey's Trail Road (CR 240) can be reached via South Cottonwood Road (CR 228); make a left onto the road one mile from when you first enter CR 228. It is quite a scenic drive, many an ATV trail to the left and right sides, and a couple of creative camping sites.
At 2.1 miles, look to the right and here is Posey's Trail version of "Balancing Rock"; at first it blends into its own sandstone background, but examine more closely to see the huge rock on top of that small "neck".
Look down into the canyon on the left when you reach mile mark 3.4, there is a large "amphitheatre" off on the left side; as far as I can make out, there are no ruins inside.
Here's the first of those "creative campsites" I mentioned earlier.
Mile mark 8.0 there is a split in the road; the left continues on straight, while the right dips down and around....left trail first and don't reset the odometer yet! About 3 to 4/10ths of a mile, stop and walk out to one of ledges...Comb Wash below, Comb Ridge stretching down to the south. Oh, and take a good listen; silence, nothing but silence.
The trail ends at mile mark 9.0, a few primitive campsites and wonderful views of Black Mesa Butte to the south, the Abajo Mountains to the north.
Now to see where that trail to the right gets us....to "Oh Hell No!" is where. It will only be 2/10ths of a mile before you see a sign post...STOP!!! The road ahead is, well there isn't any road anymore; it's a deep dry wash. Look to your left and you'll see the trail actually continues up a steep incline; just relax, lean back and get ready to say, "Oh look, I can see only sky". It levels off for a bit, goes around the dry wash and then back down again. Turn the corner and get ready to say, "OMFG!!! Oh Hell No!!!"; unless you're ready with the decked out 4WD, then it'll be, "Yeeee Hawwww!!!".
Welcome to the rocky part, and I mean rockin' and rollin' part, of Posey's Trail.
|Roy trying to convince me that it's not that bad.|
|View before the rocky road curves down.|
|The dirt trail winding down the side of the Comb Ridge.|
...and this is me saying, "Oh Hell No!", walking back up to our vehicle. Roy and I have traveled some pretty rough trails, but sometimes you just have to know your limit; or should I say, the limitations of your vehicle.
Returning the way we had driven in, we stopped in Blanding for a well deserved dinner at the new Chinese/Thai restaurant,Wonderful Gourmet. Of course, as soon as we got home, we began plotting out our newest adventures.