Deep in a remote finger of the Grand Canyon is Supai, AZ – a tiny, antiquated village inhabited by a few hundred people of the Havasupai Reservation. Absent are stop signs and filling stations, because there are no cars. In fact, the closest place to park a car is about eight miles away. The only means of travel in or out of the village is by foot, mule or helicopter.
Even without many of the conveniences found in modern America, life goes on for these people of native ancestry. Very basic homes dot the dusty valley landscape in close proximity to a school, church, stable and general store. A Supai-managed lodge remains nearly full during hiking season with hikers who come in search of the legendary Havasu Falls.
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A word to the wise: Don’t venture to Supai without a permit and/or reservations. There is a year-plus long wait list for both, and you’ll be sorely disappointed if you show up without making prior arrangements. Your best bet may be to search the web for Havasupai guide services that do all the planning for you.
In the meantime, check out this book for the in-depth story of the Supai people:
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