We started toward Black Cross Butte, but after checking out the cross with a horseshoe at the base commemorating a horse that died here, it appeared a bit too intimidating for half of our group so we elected to take a leisure stroll along and in the wash SW toward the Salt River.
On the way we encountered plenty of weird/different rock formations along with numerous puddles of water making for a fun hike. In a few areas there were rocks that appeared to have been sliced with a meat cleaver, probably caused by shifting of tectonic plates. Also of note was an arch high above the wash, where we took a break for a snack before turning around. On the return trip we explored a few caves off to the side of the wash.
I hope to return again and actually tackle Black Cross Butte itself.