The only hope of getting to the top of Roberts Mesa was by finding a suitable route on its back (east) side. The topographic map showed a dirt road going around the back side on its way to a fording of the Dolores River. Near that river, the mesa sloped down to the level of the road, forming a gentle ramp that made for easy walking.

When I took this picture, it was hot as hell: the high 90s F. In spite of the heat, Joe Tripod, my photographic assistant, was unwavering in his support..