{"id":13595,"date":"2021-04-19T10:53:29","date_gmt":"2021-04-19T16:53:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maxcarmichael.com\/blog\/?p=13595"},"modified":"2021-04-19T12:02:38","modified_gmt":"2021-04-19T18:02:38","slug":"cold-front","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maxcarmichael.com\/blog\/?p=13595","title":{"rendered":"A Year’s Weather in a Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Another tough choice over where to hike! Last Sunday I’d experienced an extremely painful strain of my Achilles tendon. I couldn’t use my left foot if the angle between the foot and the leg was less than 90 degrees. But in order to keep the foot at a 90 degree angle while climbing, I had to use my calf muscle and push off with the ball of my foot, which is the vulnerable part of my foot. I can do that at the beginning of a hike, but as the day wears on, the bones get inflamed and can no longer bear my weight.<\/p>\n

I’d taken the intervening week off, resting my heel and doing gentle stretches 4 times a day. My second COVID shot was coming up \u2013 I expected to miss a hike or two afterward, and wanted to maintain my conditioning with a longer hike before. But we don’t have any long hikes that don’t involve climbing.<\/p>\n

So in the end, I picked a hike I’d never done before \u2013 one that had been recommended to me by someone I’d hiked with in the past, someone who knew what I liked. It was a 14-mile round-trip that crossed two divides between three creeks, so it had some climbs, but I didn’t know how steep they were. It was definitely the wrong hike to pick for my heel problem, but I figured if it was too hard, I could just skip the climbs and explore at creek level.<\/p>\n

We’d had unseasonably warm weather for a couple of weeks, but now there was an area-wide warning of a cold front that could bring thunderstorms. It was mostly focused to the east, but I always hope for weather.<\/p>\n

The trailhead is harder to reach than most \u2013 it requires a 20-mile drive across a rolling plateau on dirt ranch roads. I’d avoided this trail in the past because it traverses a lower part of the mountains between 6,300′ and 7,300′, so I didn’t expect it to give me the elevation gain I normally seek, and I didn’t expect any spectacular views. But from a distance the terrain looked fairly rugged. Maybe it would surprise me.<\/p>\n

The approach was fairly typical for trails on the western front: dropping from the plateau at the foot of the mountains into a deep canyon, through pinyon, juniper, and oak. It started with a “Trail Unmaintained” sign, but I’d heard that it had been mostly cleared in recent years, and the tread was good, besides consisting mostly of loose rock. Traversing farther up the canyon, I began to see cliffs and rock outcrops ahead. It was mostly sunny but cool. The cold front had cleared the air and I was feeling good and optimistic.<\/p>\n

Past the creek, the trail began switchbacking up a very steep slope. I was conscientiously pushing off with my left foot, keeping the foot at 90 degrees, and the vulnerable ball of my foot felt fine. Taking a week off had seemingly helped. The view up the canyon kept getting better and better. This was definitely an area worth checking out \u2013 despite starting out lower, it was the most spectacular canyon I’d ever seen in these mountains!<\/p>\n

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A quiet stretch of the first creek <\/div> <\/div>
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First good view up the first canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Rock formations farther up the first canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

About a thousand feet above the creek, I reached the first summit of the divide between the first and second creeks. This rolling divide is about three miles wide, and is split into several sections, each of which requires short ascents and descents. Most of it burned in the 2012 wildfire, so there are a lot of exposed, brushy sections. It looked like a long trudge, and it was. But as I moved across it, my view of the higher and more distant peaks kept changing, as did the cloud cover.<\/p>\n

After the morning cool, the climb to the divide had been hot, and it was warm up there. I could see clouds touching the far peaks, above 10,000′, but it didn’t look like I was going to get any weather.<\/p>\n

Straight ahead of me, in the east, was a spectacular wall of cliffs with a top like a straightedge. I knew that had to be the east wall of the canyon of the second creek. My plan was to drop into that canyon and climb the other side to the top of the divide facing the third canyon. That would give me at least 7 miles one-way, and a view into the third canyon.<\/p>\n

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View west from the first peak of the divide between first and second canyons <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Zoomed view of one of the highest peaks in the range, with a fire lookout tower on top <\/div> <\/div>
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Storm clouds over the first canyon, from midway across the rolling divide <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Wall of cliffs above the second canyon I’m heading towards <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

I lost the trail a couple of times crossing that rolling divide, wasting up to a half hour. It meandered continually back and forth through the dense scrub, marked only by frequent cairns. Climbing over the final hump, I encountered a stretch where the “trail” consisted only of deeply eroded gullies and steep slopes of loose dirt, blocked occasionally by deadfall, and there were no cairns for a hundred yards or more. But taking my time, I figured out the route.<\/p>\n

Finally I reached the rim of the second canyon. It was still mostly sunny and warm, and I was really stoked because of that spectacular wall of cliffs in front of me. It looked like another thousand-foot descent to the creek, and it started out so steep, it was one of those descents where once you start, you can’t stop. But my foot and heel were still feeling fine, so I started sliding down.<\/p>\n

What seemed like hundreds of super-steep, rocky switchbacks later, I emerged in intact, parklike, fairly level ponderosa pine forest on the bank of the creek, with the cliffs dimly visible high above on the opposite slope. Screens of willows lined both sides of the creek. After pushing through the first, I stood on rocks mid-creek and looked upstream. This was an amazing canyon that stretched all the way up to the crest of the range.<\/p>\n

This location, deep in the wilderness area, was completely hidden from the outside world. The trail I’d taken was the only route in. Another trail started here and followed the canyon all the way to the crest, but the Forest Service claimed it had been destroyed in the wildfire. I was so excited \u2013 it really felt like I’d finally penetrated into the mystery of the range. There were spectacular cliffs and rock outcrops all over this area. I was in heaven.<\/p>\n

The trail up the east slope of this canyon was in worse shape, and I’d lost time scouting for trail across the first divide. Partway up I began finding old sun-bleached ribbons on branches, and I used those as well as sporadic cairns to find my way. Still there were sections where I had to spend time scouting, so when I had a clear trail, I moved fast.<\/p>\n

Finally, after a mile and a half and nearly 500 vertical feet of climbing, I reached the saddle between the two creeks. It felt super remote, but as a destination it was a letdown. I’d reached my goal, but the next canyon didn’t look nearly as spectacular as the previous, and further shoulders of the outlying ridge blocked my view into it.<\/p>\n

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View southeast across the second canyon, from midway down the trail from the divide <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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View up the second canyon <\/div> <\/div>
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View up the second creek <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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View northwest up the second canyon from ledge on east slope <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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My final destination, the high point of the divide between second and third canyons, looking southeast over third canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

I was running late, so I sped back toward the second creek. Nearing the bottom of the east slope, I came upon fairly fresh mountain lion scat that I didn’t remember from the ascent. Then, after crossing the creek, I found a lion track superimposed on my own tracks, so I started looking over my shoulder.<\/p>\n

Cloud cover had been increasing. When I got a view up the canyon, I could see precipitation veiling the crest of the range, several miles away.<\/p>\n

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Lion scat in my trail <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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View upward toward cliffs atop east slope <\/div> <\/div>
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Fresh lion track <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Precip over head of canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

The climb out of this canyon was brutal! Surprisingly, my foot and heel were still holding up, but I knew that even after reaching the top, I still had at least a thousand feet of climbing left crossing the rolling divide and climbing out of the original canyon.<\/p>\n

About 300′ below the top there’s a little shelf with intact forest, and there I lost the trail yet again. I knew it eventually crossed a small drainage, so I just dropped into the drainage and fought my way up it, eventually reconnecting with the trail. But that lost me more time.<\/p>\n

Cloud cover was now complete, it was raining lightly and getting cold. When I reached the top it turned to snow, so I packed away my shade hat and pulled on both my sweater and my hooded shell jacket.<\/p>\n

After the steep, rough descent into the first depression of this long divide, the snow turned to sleet, and when I reached the next rise, it turned to heavy rain, so I had to break out my poncho. My hands were freezing \u2013 I’d put on wool glove liners, but once my hands get cold, it takes up to an hour for them to warm up again, so I was flexing them constantly to maintain feeling. I could hear thunder over the crest of the range. A year’s weather in a day!<\/p>\n

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Rain starting <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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View west across the divide <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Raining in the middle stretch of the divide <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

Precipitation stopped by the time I reached the opposite end of the divide, but clouds still obscured many of the high peaks. The down climb seemed to take forever, and by the time I crossed the first creek and began the final ascent to the trailhead, my foot, heel, and calf were exhausted. That final climb, which is only a little over a mile and less than 500′ of elevation, seemed endless. I was literally cursing after about halfway. And then it began to rain again.<\/p>\n

All in all, that was one of the hardest hikes I’ve done in this area, but also one of the most rewarding. I hope to return and explore up the second canyon, and maybe turn it into a backpacking trip. You could do a loop up this canyon, across the crest, and back down the first canyon, although much of it would probably be bushwhacking.<\/p>\n

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View north over the first canyon. That squared-off peak is the one I’ve tried to reach several times in the past, from the north and west. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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View east across the divide, with the first canyon at left and second canyon at right <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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View north across the first canyon. That pyramidal peak is called Haystack Mountain. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Clouds in the head of the first canyon. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Clouds rolling off the peak with the fire tower <\/div> <\/div>
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Rock cliff at the west end of the divide <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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View west from the west end of the divide, storm spreading <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Agaves sending up flower stalks <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Enigmatic rock formations on the descent into the first canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Final view up the first canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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