The Havasupai



In the western ramparts of the Grand Canyon, South Rim. Closest city or town: Peach Springs, AZ. Area of reservation: 1.7 square miles (4.4 km2), which is the size of the village. The tribal reservation is much larger: 188,077 acres (76,112 hectares). Mean elevation: 3,195 feet (974 m) above sea level.

36 deg13ʼ27”N 112 deg 41ʼ38”W

Kindly note: Unlike most of the other sample diaries, this diary's pictures did not preserve its cache of photos. Ergo, it's all informative verbiage from here to the end. Regrets!

The Village of Supai is only approachable by foot, mules or horses, or helicopter. Some 8 miles (13 km) from the nearest road (which is on the rim). Obviously, there are no cars in this isolated inner canyon community. Home of the Grand Canyonʼs most spectacular falls, a blue- green tincture. Hence, the aptly named “People of the blue-green water” –– the Havasupai.

Focus: Grand Canyon, geology, human history.

Snapshot: Name of village derived from the Supai Group (the fifth major formation below the rim), which is where the Supai is located. The reservation has been home to the Havasupai for some 800 years. There are four majestic falls that begin about 2 miles (3.2 km) below the village: Navajo, Havasu, Mooney, and Beaver. Mooney is the highest (approximately 200 feet/60.9 m). The tincture of the water comes from the abundance of travertine. There is only one other sector of the Grand Canyon where travertine shows up: the Little Colorado River close to where it merges with the Colorado River.

Guided Tour Essentials
From Grand Canyon Village, Supai is about 191 miles (308 km) to the west, which translates to about a 4-hour drive. This rustic village spreads out in the approximate 3,000-foot (914.4 m) deep Havasu Canyon and is home to around five hundred-sixty residents. The two roads that lead to this western sector of the Grand Canyon, the South Rim side, begins at Historic U. S. Route 66 (between the towns of Seligman and Peach Springs, Arizona). Specifically, the turnoff is some 6 miles (9.6 km) east of Peach Springs, with a right turn (to the north) on Hwy. 18 for some 64 miles (102.9 km). Because the road ends at the edge of the canyonʼs rim, it is considered to be the longest cul-de-sac in North America. Visitors park their vehicles and have three options getting to the village: walk the 8-mile (12.8 km) trail, which is fairly easy hiking, that is, compared to all other Grand Canyon trails, even the popular Bright Angel or South Kaibab trails, at Grand Canyon Village, which are rated moderate (by most hiker standards). Only the upper switchbacks are deemed somewhat strenuous by some hiker standards. The other option is to book a helicopter ride, which is about a 7-minute scenic flight to Supai. The caveat, however, is twofold: having advanced reservations and knowing the days of the week when the charter helicopter service is not operating. The final option is ride a horse, which also requires advanced reservations.

Additional Background
The total elevation loss and gain from Hualapai Hilltop to Supai is some 4,000 feet (1,219 m), meaning 2,000 feet (609 m) each way. From Supai to the Colorado River there is an approximate distance of 2,800 feet (853 m). Cataract Canyon (which in this sector goes by the name of Havasu Canyon) drains some 3,000 square miles (4,828 km2) of the regional Coconino Plateau. The road from Rt. 66 to Hualapai Hilltop heads across the Blue Mountains, the Aubrey Cliffs, and the ubiquitous Coconino Plateau that makes up the bulk of landscaping along the Grand Canyonʼs South Rim. There are no services on this scenic road. Visible in the distance is the higher North Rim. Thus a continuing picturesque view of sky and open country below. Once on the trail to Supai (at Hualapai Hilltop), the initial switchbacks edge through the Coconino Sandstone (denoting the third major formation of the Grand Canyonʼs layers), dropping approximately 1,100 feet (335 m) to the floor of Hualapai Canyon in just over a mile of hiking. The trail remains in the bed of this drainage to the confluence with Havasu (Cataract) Canyon, which is 5.5 miles (8.8 km). It is a fairly easy, and very discernible pathway descending through narrow clefts of Esplanade and Supai Sandstone (which is part of the four distinct cliff-ledge layers of the Supai Group, the fifth major formation below the rim). There is no perennial water along this stretch. Thus hikers (and riders) are advised to tote their own water and snacks). The hike from the rim to the village is generally three to four hours for most visitors, but can take as long as five or six hours for some hikers. " Once at Supai, there are other options: either returning the same day by whatever means one chose to visit the village; spend a night at the Inn, which has limited rooms available, also a rather long waiting list to book same; or a 2-mile (3.2 km) hike to the campground, which also requires advanced reservations. (See below for more information about these and other options when visiting Supai.).

The village has just about everything any other village has to offer, especially for tourists. The only exception is here is a place where village people only travel by foot or horseback. Supai is also the only locale in North America where mail and supplies are packed on mules or horses. Thus a pony express sort of transportation, only the horses and mules are never in a hurry to get here.

Bonus Details
There are some one hundred and thirty-five dwellings at Supai: a cafe, general store, tourist office, museum, Post Office, an elementary and secondary school (combined), chapel, family owned ranches and agricultural fields and gardens, and housing. Other public buildings house government offices, including a tribal community center. The main enterprise of this quaint village with a stunning canyon backdrop centers on tourism (which is mostly active from early April thru early November). Supai receives on average of around 25,000 visitors per year. In recent years, the tourism office restricts the number of reservations to cut down on overcrowding. There is also a relatively stiff entry fee these days for entering the reservation and visitors are required to purchase a reservation if they plan on camping at the campground. (See below for options how to get to/from the village and/or the campground.)

Because there is helicopter service that flies on certain days of the week, passengers book reservations on a first come-first serve basis. The exception to this rule is tribal residents always have priority and fly for a reduced cost. Since most of the groceries and supplies is packed in (the same as mail), prices tend to be a bit pricey. Nonetheless, considering the remote location most people, which includes tourists, donʼt complain too much. Sometimes, the contracted helicopter service flies in special supplies and equipment, including heavier cargo horses or mules canʼt tote on their backs. To be sure, there is something 19th Century about the standard mode of transportation to and from Supai: mules and horses doing what their ancestor species have done for centuries.

In addition to the campground that is set aside for hikers planning to spend a night or two, there is a rustic 19-room lodge available for tourists and/or special guests or dignitaries visiting Supai. At the general store, visitors, like residents, can purchase groceries, non-alcoholic beverages, and assorted souvenirs. The cafe is generally open from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m. and the food is decent. Many people, again, both residents and visitors, hang out on the veranda overlooking so-called downtown Supai, which denotes the common grounds area. This is also where the helicopter comes and goes, like a noisy graceful bird.

Other than hiking, riding a horse, or a flying in a helicopter, from the rim one would never know what wonders and spellbound features this lengthy side-canyon drainage (called Cataract Canyon) has in store for those who wander into this canyon. Where this drainage meets with the Hualapai drainage (which is the segment below the rim), the clear-running blue-green Havasu Creek appears. The geology setting is stunning enough, but this perennial stream and its prepossessing color is possibly the second most attractive tourist feature of this part of the Grand Canyon (the first being the series of falls below the village).

Visitors Please Take Heed!
Because Supai is an Indian Reservation, which is federally, as well as tribally, regulated, consuming alcoholic beverages, even in the perimeter of the campground, is strictly verboten. It follows there is a stiff fine if caught drinking booze of any kind, and an even heftier fine if attempting to sell any alcoholic beverages to tribal residents.

The geology in this part of the canyon is basically sedimentary rocks: limestone, sandstone and shale deposited during the Paleozoic Era by various environments that began some 540 million years ago to around 250 million years. The older, and so-called metamorphic basement rocks, are not exposed in this locale, including at the river some 8 miles (12.8 km) north of the village. The most significant geologic factor affecting this side canyon region is travertine, which is a form of limestone deposited by mineral springs. Travertine, also classified as a terrestrial sedimentary rock, comes in a variety of colors (tan, white or cream-colored), whose coating is caused by the precipitation of carbonate minerals from solution in ground and surface waters. It can also form geothermally, such as in heated hot springs. Travertine often has a fibrous or concentric veneer. It's the rapid precipitation of calcium carbonate (which denotes the chemical formula of limestone) that typically covers the mouth of a hot spring or coats the inside limestone caves where it can form stalactites, stalagmites, among other speleothems. Here in Supai, however, travertine is ubiquitous, especially near the falls. Even trees to twigs get covered with the stuff, forming a hard out layer that actually feels and looks like rock material.

Human History
The Havsuwʼ Baaja, as the Havasupai prefer to be called, are a Native Indian tribe that has called the Grand Canyon its home for at least the past eight hundred years. (By some historical accounts, possibly they lived here for closer to nine hundred years). Located primarily in an area known as Cataract Canyon (which is popularly called Havasu Canyon in contemporary times), these Yuman-speaking people related to the Cerbat culture (see below) once laid claim to a land reservation the size of Delaware. Their reservation land included a large sector of the inner canyon (farmland and dwellings at the lowest layer of the immensely thick Supai Group Formation), as well as a large regional track of land on the rim. They were, and still are, the only tribal nation to occupy the interior of the Grand Canyon.

In 1882, however, an uncivil and dramatic change befell the tribe when they were forced by the federal government to abandon all but 518 acres (209.6 hectares) of tribal land. These typically peaceful People of the Blue-Green water were manifestly duped by the silver rush and the Santa Fe Railroad, which in effect ruined what was once fertile land. Furthermore, the inception of the Grand Canyon as a National Park in 1919 pushed the Havasupai to the brink, as their land was consistently being unlawfully entered and misused by the National Park Service. Over the next century the tribe used the United States judicial system to fight for the restoration of the land. In 1975, after years without progress, the tribe succeeded in regaining 251,000 acres (91,0947.3 hectares) of their ancestral land with the passage of Congressional bill S. 1296. (For more history on the Havasupai, as well as the neighboring Hualapai, see THE PEOPLE OF THE GRAND CANYON: Havasupai and Hualapai supplement in book II.)

The Falls
What most people say about Supai is seeing the splendor of the falls is what this part of the canyon is really all about. Well, thereʼs a lot more to this tribal land than that, but admittedly the series of falls below Supai are easily the scenic highlight of the canyonʼs show in this sector. Unless its the monsoonal (rainy) season, which starts sometime in early July and ends around mid-September, in which case Havasu Creek appears like a flowing brownish milkshake, the water remains clear and is mostly shallow. Hence, safe for swimming and wading.

Starting with the upper falls, that is, the one that is closest to the village, called Navajo, its cascading water curtain is relatively wide and drops about 50-feet (15 m). A little farther down the trail, and just above the start of the mile-long campground, is Havasu Falls, which drops 100 feet (30 m). Below its flowing veil is a large and gorgeous pool rimmed by travertine deposits. Mooney Falls, which is at the end of the spacious campground, is the highest: 196 feet (59.7 m), and is some 40 feet (12.1 m) higher than Niagara Falls. Here, again, are engaging travertine deposits.

Other than the scenic attraction of this thunderous veil of water is a dark and twisting passageway through the travertine (bored through by miners at the turn of the century). The exit is just below the top of the falls, where a chain-ladder is attached to a sheer canyon wall (with a thick veneer of travertine). Caution is advised when climbing up or down the ladder, because the spray from the fall creates dangerous slippery conditions. Moreover, that large sign posted by the tribe says it all:


Another 2 miles (3.2 m) down canyon is the last of the falls, Beaver. Although not a lofty falls by any stretch, say, nearly the same height as Navajo Falls, this pastoral part of the canyon graces the overall view with an enriched turquoise-color scheme below the curving and wide apron of the falls. However, the trick about getting to this sector requires numerous crossings of Havasu Creek (which is typically a few feet deep). In short, bushwhacking through a rather dense carpet of Oregon grape (Mahonia aquifolium), which is similar to grapevines that are sometimes the height of oneʼs waist (or a bit higher). In places, this species of a flowering plant obscures the pathway, which makes route finding a necessity. When the stair-stepped profile of the falls finally shows up, the effort and slog was worth it, at least most hikers think so.

Needless to say, wearing proper foot ware, and preferably suited for stream crossings, is recommended. Otherwise, stopping to remove shoes or boots, then wading barefoot across the stream, which can be slippery, is likely more of a nuisance for most hikers.

Before headed back to camp, some hikers go the extra miles all the way to the Colorado River. This locale is also one of the must-see lunch stops for boatmen and their river rat passengers. (By the way, since hikers work physically harder than those who sojourn and see the canyon in boats and rafts, bragging rights, when mingling with the latter, is okay.)

Navajo Falls is 1.25 miles (2 km) below Supai and a spur leading off from the main trail is the only way to get there. It is also the only secluded falls in the series. Thus plenty of privacy for those who hike down to a truly idyllic setting. These, the first falls in this sector, are divided into Upper and Lower Navajo Falls. The upper segment was created during a 2008 flash flood episode that bypassed the original, and higher, falls. Lower Navajo, which is sometimes called “Rock Falls,” was also created in this epic flood, and located about .55 miles (.024 km) below the upper falls. Havasu Falls, which is 1.5 miles (2.4 km) below the village, is therefore the third falls in the canyon, which consists of a main chute, which sometimes fractures into two separate chutes (depending on the volume of water). The fourth falls, Mooney, is 2.25 miles (3.6 km) below the village, and arguably the most spectacular in view of their stunning height and tapered width. Nearly 200 feet (60.9 m) high, Mooney Falls has an interesting historic motif, which were named after D. W. “James” Mooney. He was a miner who came to this sector of the canyon in 1882 and decided to search for minerals below Havasu Falls. In doing so, one of the men in the group was injured. It was then that Mooney made a valiant attempt to rescue the miner. The most common version of the story is that he got stuck on the makeshift ladder used to make the rescue. Accordingly, the rope was lodged and could not be freed. After a couple of days had passed, and realizing he could not get higher or lower, either James slipped, jumped, or fell to his death. (The other injured miner apparently survived, because there is no mention of any other death, besides James.) The final falls in the series, Beaver, is 6 miles (9.67 km) below Supai. However, starting from the bottom of Mooney falls the sinuous path to Beaver Falls is difficult to follow (for most of the way). When the hiker finally gets to the falls, and desires to get to continue on the path, doing so requires a bit of scaling. In this case, there is a rope near a rock ledge, which for some hikers it is difficult to climb the 8 feet (2.4 km) height. The only other choice is to go swimming or turn back or do both. For those who donʼt mind hiking the last 3 miles (4.8 km) to the river, the rest of the trail is discernible. It also makes for a long dayʼs hiking ordeal (about a 12-mile/19.3 km). Still, and as the British saying goes, “In for a penny, in for pound!” only substitute ʻmusclesʼ for ʻcurrencyʼ and factor in the stamina to complete the strenuous trek to the river and back to the campground (or the village).

More Bonus Details
Up until the 20th Century, the People of the Blue- Green water relied heavily on agriculture, hunting, and gathering as a means of survival. Although living primarily above and inside the Grand Canyon, which normally is classified as harsh topographical terrain, the tribeʼs reservation actually was home to some of the most lush vegetation due to the perennial creek that flowed down from the rim and exited at the Colorado River (some 8 miles/12.8 km from where present day Supai spreads out between a yawning wide sector of the inner canyon. As mentioned, the Havasupai are said to have existed within and around the Grand Canyon for over eight centuries. However, little is known about their culture and presence prior to their first recorded European encounter in 1776 with a rather celebrated Franciscan priest named Francisco Hermenegildo Tomás Garcés (or the much shorter Fray Garcés as the Spaniard is commonly known). This curious and respectful fray eventually befriended the tribe reported seeing roughly three hundred-twenty individuals in his time, whose census would eventually diminish over the centuries as westward expansion and natural catastrophes significantly decreased the population size.

For instance, consider how, in the first half of the 19th Century, the westward expansion by the New Americans affected the Havasupai less than it did other indigenous populations of the west. In time, settlers, as well as prospectors, did take a toll on the people. As interaction with settlers slowly increased, daily life and its routine quickly changed when silver was discovered on land held by the Havasupai. That changed happened in 1870 and the migration of prospectors to the area was wholly unwelcome. Although the tribe desperately sought protection from the intrusion of pioneers on their land and sought out assistance, their protest and plea for help came to little avail. True, there was an executive order by President Rutherford Hayes in 1880 that established a small federally protected reservation for the tribe, yet the proclamation did not include the mining areas along Havasu Creek where the silver was found. Crudely put: the Havasupai were literally up shit creek without a paddle. Dealings with the miners were also rude and rotten to the core. Those men simply were not planning to go away until the silver ran out (which eventually it did).

On this note, sometimes the miners had to climb precipitous heights to get to the desirable oar (in this case, vanadium inside the Redwall Limestone Formation (just below Mooney Falls). Indeed, there used to be a ladder ascent on this steep, sheer wall, and scaling such height, though perilous, was merely part of the job. Hence, the miners were used to these daily up and down-ladder jaunts on a daily basis.

As for the besieged Havasupai who were helpless to do anything about the intrusion of the miners, the real turning point from the old and pastoral agrarian way was further hampered by yet another president. This time it was Chester A. Arthur, who, in 1882 1882–1920 issued a new executive order that all land on the plateau of the canyon, which was traditionally used form winter homes for the tribe, was to become public property of the United States. The harsh order in effect delegated the Havasupai to a 518-acre (209.6 hectares) mere plot of land in Cataract Canyon, leaving 90% of their aboriginal land for American public use. According to reports, the Havasupai were completely unaware of the act for several years. The pitiful and unjust loss of almost all of their land was not the only issue that the Havasupai were contending with, because the increase in the number of settlers (i.e., non Native Americans) in the local region also had depleted game used for hunting and soil erosion (a result of poor irrigation techniques), whose domino effect caused a series of food shortages. Moreover, interaction with these outsiders sparked a deadly disease outbreak amongst tribe members who were ravaged by small pox, influenza, and the measles.

Moving the clock of time forward, persistence, time and effort by the Havasupai eventually paid off in spades, for in 1968 they won their so- named Indian Claim Commission case (ICC) against the United States. In essence, the court that ruled on the matter stated that the Havasupai had portions of their land taken from them illegally (in 1882) and that the tribe was entitled to recover the land from the government at fair market value. That value ended up being fifty-five cents an acre, totaling just over one million dollars. Although the case was a landmark for the Havasupai in the sense that it was proven in a court of law that the federal government had inappropriately taken their land, alas it had still not been properly returned to the tribe. As the ICC case turned out, the tribe continued to fight to have 251,000 acres (101,576 hectares) returned to them, whose dimensions were also well beyond the official reservation allotment held by the tribe. This action took place in the 1970s and by 1974 there was indeed garnering support for the tribe to win the tussle once and for all.

Cutting to the chase, after years of deliberation and stalling by some Congressional members, the argument was settled in favor of the Havasupai, though quite a bit less acreage was removed from the original request. Still, President Gerald Ford signed, and passed into law, on January 4, 1975 a trust title to return 160,000 acres (64,749.7 hectares) to the tribe, while the remaining 90,000 acres (36,421.7 hectares) was chosen to be overseen by the NPS, with the stipulation it would also be available for use by the Havasupai.

Heads Up!
This apt saying for hikers plying the trail to and from Supai is to always pay attention to whatʼs coming from behind or ahead. In this case, pack horses or those with riders on their back. First of all, Havasupai wranglers in charge of getting their stock do not lead the animals. Rather, these tribal horsemen more or less push from the rear. Whether the horse or mule is headed to the rim or doing the barn sour thing (headed back to the corral, in Supai), these beasties of burden run free. Neither do wranglers shepherd dudes (riders) who decide to set a saddle (or try to) to or from Supai. In most cases, the gait of horses (even mules) once leaving the rim or the village commences a steady, brisk canter (and never a trot) or a free-spirited gallop. Neither do they stop anywhere on the trail until reaching their destination! It follows that hikers need to be aware of whatʼs coming down trail or headed up trail, and usually in a hurry.

What this notice to hikers translates to is how short or long-eared traffic on the trail doesnʼt stop. Indeed, there are incidents where a hiker either thought he or she had the right of way, but really didnʼt, ended up getting a rude awakening (and sometimes injury or death as a result). The purpose of mentioning such details comes down to this salient point: Always step out of the way and never think of oneʼs self as capable of deterring horses or mules from thinking they donʼt have the right of way, because in fact they really do!

Another Heads Up!
Sometimes this sector of the canyon gets hammered by torrential downpours, especially during the summer monsoonal season.

Thus it follows how common sense needs to prevail if caught on the trail or anywhere within the campground boundaries, even parts of the village. Ergo, think about getting to high ground pronto. Be aware the campground sector can flood wall-to-wall with water averaging some 6 feet (1.8 m) deep! When such epic floods occur, any gear thatʼs not retrieved before the chocolate-colored surge erupts will end up down-canyon. In this case, flushed out (eventually) into the Colorado River. And thereʼs really nothing anyone can do other than wait out these ephemeral floods, which can last anywhere from an hour to a few or more hours.

As for warnings about flash floods, there are sirens that announce to residents, day visitors, and campers when monster rains are imminent. Bear in mind if one is high, dry and safe, there really is nothing quite like a Cataract Canyon flood. Ergo, stand or sit and watch Nature do Her thing.

In Case Of An Emergency––Forgetaboutit!
Under the banner of medical emergencies visitors should know any accidents or illnesses while in Supai means one is essentially and entirely on oneʼs own. This seeming callous tribal policy means outsiders cannot use the medical clinic under any circumstances. Instead, an emergency call has to be made to the Arizona Department of Safety (DPS). Assuming itʼs a real emergency, meaning someone really is in need of urgent care, a helicopter will be dispatched. Bottom line: the patient has no other alternative except to hold on and wait. In some cases, an ambulance may also be sent and standing by on the rim. From there, the flight (or ride) may vector to either Flagstaff or Kingman.

That being said, if the patient demands tribal medical services, there is still no budging on this ironclad rule. At best, the patient rests, waits, and may be looked after by someone in tribal authority. However, despite the nature of the illness or injury (i.e., the seriousness factor), no medical assistance is forthcoming. And, yes, some patients have succumbed before outside medical help arrived. On this grim and moot point, too many times the cause of injury (or death) occurs at or near the ladder leading below Mooney Falls. Thus people sometimes slip and fall. Landing on a travertine surface, even a seeming innocent fall, can therefore be ruinous. Other silly tourist stuff that results in injury or death happens just above the falls. For instance, someone either plunged into the creek and was swept along by the swift current just above the lip of the falls or foolishly thought a swan dive or cannonball stunt might satisfy an extreme exhibitionistsʼ activity of daring and dopiness.

Suggested Reading
GRAND CANYON, Part I and II destination.

Take Historic Rt. 66 turnoff, at Seligman, then continue west for a pleasant half hour or so drive (skirting the Coconino Plateau overlooking the Aubrey Valley. Not too far west from the Grand Canyon Caverns Motel is Hwy. 18 (on the right. Head toward Frazier Well and keep going (it's about an hour's drive headed north). The trail to Supai begins at Hualapai Hilltop. All told, at the rim in this sector itʼs about 190 miles (305 km) miles from Grand Canyon Village or some 70 miles (112 km) from Peach Springs, Arizona. For those coming from Las Vegas to Peach Springs, itʼs about 150 miles (240 km). Peach Springs also has the nearest services––gas, food, water, lodging, and small grocery store. So does the Grand Canyon Caverns (which is about 12 miles/19 km from Peach Springs). This popular, and some might say, funky, tourist attraction along Historic 66, includes a limestone caverns tour (for an added charge). Please note there are no, as in NADA, services of any kind at Hualapai Hilltop.

Contact Information
Havasupai Tourist Enterprise Supai, AZ 86435 Tel: 928-448.2121 Fax: 928-448.2551
Camping reservations Tel: 928-448.2141.
Havasupai Lodge Tel: 928-448.2111
Havasupai Tribal Council P.O. Box 10 Tel: 602-448.2961

Special Note # 1
Seasonal rates apply from (April 1 to October 31). The following rates may not be current, so feel free to call the tourist office to find if there has been an increase (and in recent years this has certainly been the case): Reservation entry fee: $35 per person Camping fee: $17 per person per night Havasupai Lodge: $145 per night (up to 4 persons/ room). Horse Hire: $75 one way / $150 round trip Helicopter: $65 one way/ $120 round trip (flies from around 10 a.m. to 1 p.m.)

Special Note # 2
A 10% tribal tax fee is added to all costs; for groups camping at the campground there is an additional $5.00 environmental fee.

Special Note # 3: Reservations require a 50% deposit 6 weeks prior to the reservation. You may pay by money order, cashier's check, or VISA / MasterCard.

Final Special Note
Hiking from Hualapai Hilltop to Supai and then to the falls is not a day hike. It is recommended as an overnight hike; a couple days is even better.

Other Services
Breakfast, lunch and dinner are available at the Havasupai Cafe near the lodge. Picnic tables, general store, and post office are found in that so-called downtown vicinity.

Advanced reservations are a must! This notice includes all tourism aspects, especially when booking a room at the Inn. The tourist enterprises at Supai accept cash, Visa, MasterCard, money orders and cashier checks. They do not accept travelers checks or personal checks. Call or write for advance campground or lodge reservations. For summer season campers, it is highly recommended to obtain reservations one year in advance, and confirm at least thirty days before arrival.

As always, your thoughtful commentaries are welcome.

Happy Trails!



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