Boquillas Canyon is in the extreme east end of the park. Just across the river is the sun-washed Mexican village of Boquillas. The little village is located on a dusty, treeless bluff several hundred feet above the Rio Grande.
Craftsmen from Boquillas cross the river daily with their wares, placing them at strategic locations on the American side of the border so that tourists will find -- and hopefully -- buy them. This practice is discouraged by American authorities, but it is almost impossible to stop.
|Mexican trinkets placed on a rock on a bluff on the American side of the river.|
|Angled slit where the river enters the canyon. Parking area for trail is at left at base of hill. Trail leads from there over a small bluff and into the canyon.|
|Donna on the trail leading up from the parking lot. Top of bluff is in background behind Donna's right shoulder. River is in center turning for flow into the canyon.|
|River in lower right as it heads into the canyon|
|Vertical walls of Boquillas Canyon|
Signs along the road warned of recent thefts from parked vehicles. However, we felt that with the large number of visitors, things were safe. I was a bit hesitant approaching the area where the Mexican merchants were on the river, but other tourists were in the area, so we felt safe. However, I would not venture into these canyons if the parking lot was empty.