Stacked Cars
- Alex Cabrero
- Nov 12
- 4 min read
Updated: Dec 6

(near Kanab) There is something strange in a little canyon between Kanab and Page. I was looking online for interesting things to do near Kanab, and when I came across pictures of classic cars stacked on top of each other in a place called Catstair Canyon, I almost didn't believe it. So, with Aspen always ready for an adventure, Kylie and I decided to check it out.

The tricky part? Actually finding the place without becoming a hood ornament. The turnoff from Highway 89 comes fast. If you blink, aren't paying attention, or aren't prepared to slow down and turn, you'll fly right by it. Not just because it's a tiny spot, but mainly because you’re barreling down the road at highway speeds. There might be traffic behind you, so please be careful as you look for and turning into this spot.

If you're heading toward Page with Kanab behind you, the turnout is just past mile-marker 25 on the right. There’s a little dirt parking lot with enough room for a handful of cars. If you park here and get out of your car and look down below the parking area, you'll see a faded yellow survey marker sign. That's the start of the trail.

But, I didn't know to get out of my car there, so we kept driving down the little dirt road for about a tenth of a mile to a dead end and parked. I thought perhaps that survey marker sign was there but didn't see it. I knew the Stacked Cars were right under the highway from a picture I had seen online, so we followed a drainage bed that looked like it took us back to the highway.

When we get to a rock wall, I noticed footprints in the sand and figured we were on the right track. So, we followed them uphill, which brought us back to that little dirt parking area at the turnout. That's also where I saw the faded yellow survey sign that I had missed. We were going in the wrong direction, but now we knew we were at the beginning of the trail and knew what to do.

We got our bearings and headed back down, staying next to the red rock wall on our left and returning to the drainage bed. We followed the trail around that rock wall, which started leading us back to Highway 89 above us again. Once you get close to the highway, the trail turns right for a bit... and there they were.

It was, quite honestly, weird and wonderful. I felt my pace quickened. How often do you see a bunch of stacked cars in a canyon? Aspen and I scrambled down to get right up close while Kylie stayed above, probably questioning my life choices.

The cars? Definitely classics. Even with the highway noise above, the little canyon felt surprisingly quiet. I did a little research earlier on what this place was all about. The stacked cars were part of the highway’s construction and an erosion‑control measure in the 1960's or so. Engineers used a creative idea to stack old, crushed cars in the canyon. They wired the cars together, then built the road embankment over them.

The stack includes classic American cars and trucks from the 1950's, 60's, and 70's. Cars like Impalas, Bel-Airs, Lincolns, Corvairs, and others. It was meant as a way to stabilize the fill dirt and prevent washouts under the road. Ultimately, the stacked cars didn't work, and Highway 89 had to be rebuilt and re-engineered above. It was probably cheaper to just leave the cars in the canyon instead of towing them out. I'm happy they left them there because now it's a pretty neat place to visit.

We snapped pictures, Aspen sniffed for treats, and I wrote our initials, A, K, A, in the mud on one of the cars. I'm sure it'll be gone with the next rainstorm. Since I love a good prank, I also thought about hiding in or behind one of the cars and absolutely scaring the bananas out of the next unsuspecting explorers. I resisted. Mostly because Kylie's eyerolls are legendary.

We were soon back at our Jeep and back on the highway. Again, please be careful as you get back onto Highway 89. Cars are moving fast. I think the Stacked Cars (some people also call this spot "Detroit Rip Rap") are worth the visit if you're in the area. The entire hike itself is less than a mile, even if you get turned around like we first did. It's an easy, fun adventure that will leave you smiling and wondering.

LOCATION: Parking area at Survey Marker
















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