Stones along a beach early on (before the Little Colorado turned the water brown).

Hedgehog cactus by a well-balanced stone at river's edge.
 

Dried mud florets in a side canyon.
 

Well-equipped action gal Julia holding up the last piece of a giant jigsaw puzzle.
 

A mesquite, leaves just beginning to appear, in a wash.

High above a band of snow can be seen. 32 inches fell on the canyon rim one day the first week, while down below we were getting sleet and cold, constant wind strong enough to slow our progress considerably.
 

Objects from the old Bass miners' camp.

The Park Service makes a distinction between "historical trash," which is protected like everything else in the canyon, and your trash, which you have to carry out.