Hualapai Mountain County Park
Hualapai Mountain Park is a county park and was first developed in the 1930s by the Civilian Conservation Corps. The name Hualapai means "Pine Tree Folk" and is derived from the name of the Indian tribe that once lived here. The park encompasses over 2,300 acres (9.3 km2) with elevations ranging from 4,984 feet (1,519 m) to 8417.
Hualapai Mountain Park charges a per vehicle day use fee of $5.00 to help maintain the park. The park has 18 rustic cabins, 3 large recreation areas can be rented for large groups, such as weddings, and family reunions. 80 dry camping campsites, 11 full hook-up spots for RV's, and 1 tee pee, are available.
There are 10 miles (16 km) of hiking trails ranging in difficulty, an ATV trail head, which leads out to miles of trails.
The park is managed by the Mohave County Parks department and the Hualapai Mountain Park staff, which includes 1 ranger, 2 maintenance workers, and 1 office assistant. Park staff is available to answer any questions you have regarding the park, the trails and other such related issues.
There are small signs put up around the park area telling the history of the park, the types of vegetation, etc.
There is a fire escape route to get down and out of a burning spot, if needed.
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