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Has winter cramped your soul, crumpled it up like a wadded piece of paper stuffed into your chest? Do you just need to get out? But where to go in April, with the high country still in snow?
Try Pawnee Buttes. These two rugged outliers stand away from the retreating bluff, their capstone roofs towering in the sky. The northern Colorado National Grasslands offer enough space to stretch your legs and open your heart.
This great little hike begins with a good drive. Gas up, as there are few services in this part of the world. While there may be a faster way, the shortest and most picturesque from Cheyenne, WY takes you on Campstool Road, past the Wyoming Hereford ranch. You’re following the bed of the old Colorado & Wyoming Railroad, built in 1887 to tie Cheyenne to Sterling.
Past Carpenter turn south to Hereford, Colorado. Be careful at Hereford. At a confusing intersection take the gravel road to Grover. From there the “Pawnee Buttes” signs will guide you in.
On the sixty mile drive to the buttes you’ll find your breathing easier, with the ranchettes behind you, steadily moving on to big country, checking out the little towns that refuse to blow away. Beyond Grover stretches a vast wind farm, really a “wind ranch“, blades churning to the horizon, taking their little tax on the current of power flowing invisibly overhead.
The Buttes themselves aren’t visible until you reach the trailhead parking area. The two stand out from Lips Bluff, ruling over the prairie, as tall as massive 20 story buildings. Each has a double cap of limestone, stoutly sheltering the soft sandstone of their bases, holding out against the steady erosion of the larger world. (They remind me of many Wyomingites I know.)
The new parking and picnic area has beautiful tables with shelters, interpretive signs and the finest pit toilet you’ll ever see but no water, and, imagine this–no fees! If you are on a return visit you will notice that the old parking area is closed off, requiring a longer walk to the Buttes.
You can take your dogs, on leash. But don’t expect solitude on weekends. This is a popular spot. I doubt if you’ll feel crowded.
You’ll be eager to hit the trail. It’s about a two miles to the West Butte, another half to the East one.
The foot path takes you across the highlands to a broad gap through the badlands of Lips Bluff, a favorite nesting site of raptors. Last month I watched an American Kestrel stoop upon its small prey. I was listening for a sonic boom but all I heard was the “killy-killy-killy” of their cry. A prairie falcon stared down from the West Butte. You may see golden eagles, ferruginous and Swainson’s hawks.
The trail is open year ‘round but the Bluff is wisely off limits from March 1through June 30 to let the birds nest, raising their chicks in peace.
While the West Butte stands like a great courthouse, with dun colored walls and a Chinese roof, the East looks like a great bell placed on the ground. The trail between the buttes crosses private land but foot access is allowed. A narrow path around the East one is passable but is somewhat high and quite unstable. To the right of it is a maze of deep gullies, just sized for people or hobbits, winding to some reward. Primary school kids would love these passages.
A monster of an industrial drill rig is churning a hole more than 6,000 feet deep into the earth just east of the site. It does take away from the pristine wonder of the place.
Pointers: There is a faint trail around the base of the West Butte also. It is low and safe, and if you loose it, no problem. This is short grass prairie and you really don’t need a trail here at all.
I’ve been told that the grill in Hereford makes the best hamburgers around but it’s closed on Sundays so I’ve never tried it.
(P.S. There is a way to the top of the east, bell-shaped butte, without ropes, but it is extremely dangerous. The two walls that must be climbed are not rock at all but a compressed clay that crumbles and gives little hand hold. The climb down is far more risky and frightening than the climb up because it is impossible to see where your feet should be placed on the way down. So, with my injunctions not to attempt this, here’s how. At the east Butte take the path up the scree and then follow it around the Butte to the left. When you reach the north side there is a broken area where you can scramble up to the first big wall. Carved into the wall are steps to climb up. Only at the top of the wall are decent hand holds of limestone. Above this wall circle to the left until you reach the south side. Again there is a break to scramble up and a few cut steps to climb the shorter, upper wall. Then you are on top. At the end of the photos is a shot of the first wall, although without a person in place there is no perspective. There is also a shot from the top. For more and better pictures see: http://www.summitpost.org/climbing-the-east-butte/288304/c-287602)
Jan 27, 2010
I used to run semi-trucks nearby on co-14. It’s a great way to avoid the interstate and enjoy the vast open spaces and the solitude of the grasslands. The road is a tiny ribbon of asphalt in a sea of natural beauty.
May 14, 2021
My family ran a truckline from Denver into the hills (Buffalo Creek, Pine, Fairplay, Bailey, etc.) from the early 1930s to the mid 1970s. Some of my most joyful memories are of riding with my dad in the trucks. Reading your recollection is nostalgic for me and about your writing, I say “This trucker is a poet”!
Jun 11, 2011
Nice pictures. They really capture the feel of the buttes.
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Apr 29, 2012
I am speechless in front of Your gorgeous photos!
Jul 10, 2012
Does anyone remember that Pawnee Buttes were and are an integral part of James Micheners book, Centennial? I can remember reading about how he visited there many times.
Jul 10, 2012
Didn’t he call them “Rattlesnake Buttes”? Has a more exciting ring to it!
Apr 9, 2013
Beautiful pics! Almost magical. Have been there many times over the years. Never tire of the majestic feel of these icons. And yes, it was Lost Beaver of Centennial fame who recalled “uncountable” herds of buffalo at Rattlesnake Buttes. Great story.
May 28, 2013
love Michener’s Centennial story, I hjave the DVD series and it was Lame Beaver who hunted Buffalo at Rattlesnake Buttes. Visited History Colorado Museum in Denver and experienced Keowa, Co, the city used as Centennial in Michener’s book. Very interesting visit.
Apr 17, 2014
I have long considered this place to be a gem on the plains. Spring hikes are nice, but one needs to stay off of the escarpments for the birds of prey that are nesting. I mostly enjoyed this area on some cooler days in September and October. Walking the escarpments gives one excellent views of the expanse of the prairie, plus there are hints of the mountains in the distance. Some of the washes are also interesting to explore. While this is still a special place, development of wind as an energy source has dotted many of the escarpments in the nearby area with numerous windmills. Additionally, Weld County has issued many drilling permits within the past few years, so there is a lot of heavy vehicle traffic in the area. As a result, the dirt roads in the area are in poor condition and one can see dust trails from the heavy vehicles in the distance.
Apr 20, 2014
My scout troop used to camp at the grasslands once a year, usually September/October-ish and on a close to full moon weekend. Seeing the Buttes and the grasslands under the pale full moonlight is both surreal and haunting. It truly makes you feel you are seeing the praries as the settlers did.
Also, one of the unfading memories of my youth is of playing Capture the Flag in those same gullies you mentioned.
Apr 15, 2015
It looks like the spire on the top of one is now gone!
My son climbed it more than 40 years ago.
Must Have Toppled Since then. Wish I knew where the picture of him up there has got off to.
We also had an about half size B&W poster made of it.
John D Hunter
Oct 1, 2016
I have a couple black and white of my late Brother an me climbing one of them around 1958 1960! The family would occasionally drive up from Ft Morgan!
Aug 12, 2017
I am currently reading Centennial and am happy to find the actual location