{"id":21030,"date":"2023-07-17T11:39:28","date_gmt":"2023-07-17T17:39:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maxcarmichael.com\/blog\/?p=21030"},"modified":"2023-09-02T20:27:04","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T02:27:04","slug":"puzzle-in-a-hot-canyon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maxcarmichael.com\/blog\/?p=21030","title":{"rendered":"Puzzle in a Hot Canyon"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Thanks to the wonders of technology, everyone with their face glued to a screen knows the Southwest is experiencing a dangerous heat wave. Unfortunately, my regular high-elevation hot-weather hikes have become impractical due to forest loss, blowdown, regrowth, or flood damage \u2013 all except for the one I did last weekend. The temperature in town was forecast to reach 98, and without a storm to cool things off, I could expect temperatures in the mountains to reach the high 80s. I was almost ready to give up on this Sunday’s hike.<\/p>\n

But I’ve done serious hikes in the desert in the high 90s \u2013 I’d feel like a real wimp if I let this heat wave whip me. I kept thinking about the beautiful, shady mixed-conifer forest at the start of the abandoned-trail hike I’d done two weeks ago. Another equally-abandoned canyon trail started from there, and even if it turned out to be a dud, at least I’d be in nature, and ten degrees less hot than at home.<\/p>\n

There was absolutely no information available online \u2013 even before the mega-wildfires, this had apparently been an unpopular trail. Like its companion trail, it had been subjected to two wildfires in a decade, and I could expect deadfall, blowdown, deep washouts, boulder-strewn debris flows, logjams, and thickets of thorny locust. But I found the post-fire remediation map from last year’s fire, and it seemed there might be slightly less severe burn in this canyon, and hence more shade during a heat wave. On the map, it reaches the 9,000 foot crest in only five miles \u2013 if I was lucky, I might find significantly cooler weather up there.<\/p>\n

\"From <\/a>
From approach road on mesa, northern crest of range where I’m headed, topping out at 10,000′ <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Parking <\/a>
Parking in the shade of old growth forest at 7,200′ <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

I was driving my little 4wd this time, so I could make it down the steep, deeply-eroded, incredibly rocky approach road onto the 7,200 foot floodplain to park in the shade of the old-growth. There was a flood warning sign, but the catastrophic post-fire flooding had already occurred last fall, and I figured enough regrowth had occurred in the meantime to forestall anything like that now. A storm would actually be really welcome today, to cool things off.<\/p>\n

I’d gotten a late start, and it was already too hot in the sun when I got out of the vehicle. The creek had shrunken to an occasional algae-choked trickle, but my friends the flies were still there, swarming my head net. I climbed across the debris flows, deep washouts, deadfall and blowdown of the old forest road to the junction of two canyons where I’d started the previous hike. Today’s hike would continue up what was left of the road \u2013 mostly nice and shady.<\/p>\n

The Forest Service map shows this road ending after about another mile, where it climbs the right bank of the creek and the old trail begins, climbing about 200 feet up a slope to bypass a rocky narrows in the canyon. On the ground, the road had mostly been obliterated by catastrophic flooding and regrowth, but I was able to read and follow its traces, finally arriving at an overgrown clearing on the right bank.<\/p>\n

\"Flies <\/a>
Flies still here to greet me <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Heading <\/a>
Heading up the washed-out road <\/div> <\/div>
\"Both <\/a>
Both deadfall and washout here <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Used <\/a>
Used to be a road <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

Straight ahead was a little erosional gully that might be the remains of the trail, and when I pushed through shrubs on the easier left bank of the gully, I sensed the vaguest indication of an old cleared corridor climbing the slope. I climbed a hundred feet or so up a rounded shoulder, repeatedly checking the topo maps I’d brought. They were the highest resolution I could get, but still omitted most of the actual topography I was seeing on the ground, so I had a really hard time figuring out where I was.<\/p>\n

But before the shoulder merged with the higher slope, in a place where there was no other surviving evidence of a trail, I suddenly came upon a big cairn. The map shows the trail making a left turn two hundred feet above the canyon bottom, and a cairn often indicates a turn or crossing point, but when I looked left, a little thicket blocked my way. So I continued up the slope, imagining I was following the ghost of a trail.<\/p>\n

Just before the shoulder merged with the main slope, I did come to some kind of trail that approached a steep gully. But I couldn’t see its continuation on the opposite slope, so I kept climbing. It was now impossible to judge how high I was above the canyon bottom, and the map just wasn’t detailed enough. I climbed another fifty feet or so, before giving up and heading down the gully. There was no sign of a trail anywhere, so I just began laboriously sidehilling across the very steep slope in loose dirt.<\/p>\n

Eventually I emerged high above the main canyon again, and came upon a path that was so nice I assumed it had to be the remains of the old hiking trail, now used only by game. The map showed it leading back down to the creek after a quarter mile, but suddenly it ended in a dense thicket of thorny locust. I spent another twenty minutes or so scouting for a route through, above, or below, finally giving up and heading straight down the slope toward the canyon bottom. That’s where I found another cairn, hidden behind a big blowdown log, and looking back saw the old hiking trail leading up the slope far below where I’d been hiking. Talk about trial and error \u2013 I’d used up almost an hour routefinding in only a half mile of terrain.<\/p>\n

\"I <\/a>
I can imagine this being a trail <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Traversing <\/a>
Traversing high above the canyon bottom <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_5946\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

The canyon bottom was fairly narrow here, alternating between surviving sections of floodplain where there were faint game trails, and washed out sections where I had to walk in the creekbed. But within another quarter mile I came to another cairn, pointing to an overgrown corridor up the floodplain. I was really encouraged \u2013 I hadn’t found anything like this near the start of that other canyon hike.<\/p>\n

\"Sure <\/a>
Sure looks like an old hiking trail <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_5955\" <\/a> <\/div>
\"Yay! <\/a>
Yay! On the right track <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

It was still hot in the sun, without a whisper of wind, but there was enough surviving forest to offer intermittent shade. What remnants of trail I found were overgrown and only maintained by game, but I continued to find cairns every hundred yards or so \u2013 until I came to a badly burned basin where side canyons came in from left and right. This basin was filled with debris, including logjams I had to make long detours around.<\/p>\n

The map shows a point where major side canyons come in from left and right, with the trail making a sharp left into one of them. But I didn’t think I’d gone far enough. There was nothing to do but laboriously climb through the long debris field. And once past it, I did see another cairn, all by itself out in the middle of the boulder pile.<\/p>\n

From there, I found a route up the left bank, and re-entering forest, soon came to a steep side drainage where I spotted another cairn, high on the slope to my left. And below it, the faint trail I was following ended.<\/p>\n

\"IMG_5960\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_5965\" <\/a> <\/div>
\"Old <\/a>
Old blaze on that ponderosa at right – yet another clue <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_5977\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"First <\/a>
First time I’ve ever seen cattails in this area, and only in this one remote spot! <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"No <\/a>
No trail through debris-filled basin where canyons meet <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"See <\/a>
See a trail up slope in center of pic, just need to get through flood debris <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Don't <\/a>
Don’t drink the water <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Nice <\/a>
Nice trail <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"No <\/a>
No trail <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Route <\/a>
Route turns into side canyon, begins climbing toward crest <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

The map shows the trail climbing the left bank of this side canyon, but the cairn beckoned me up the right bank. There was so little evidence of a trail up there I had to imagine it, but the canyon turned out to be so narrow that I figured I couldn’t go wrong.<\/p>\n

After the late start and all the routefinding and bushwhacking, I was running out of time. But this climb up a side canyon was the beginning of the ascent to the crest, so I was excited to keep going. And although I seldom had a clear trail to follow, I kept finding cairns \u2013 much better than the previous hike in this area.<\/p>\n

After about a quarter mile, I came to the convergence of several side drainages, some of which didn’t show up on the map. There were two little cairns in the convergence, but they didn’t indicate which way to go. I guessed that my route should go up a little shoulder and began climbing it, through an open forest where I had to detour around a lot of deadfall. There was no evidence of a trail, but squinting up the slope I finally spotted another big cairn.<\/p>\n

A second cairn above this one led me around a rocky narrows in the next drainage. I even found an old, sun-bleached ribbon tied to a burned snag. This whole hike was like successfully solving a puzzle, using familiar clues in an unfamiliar landscape. I’d wasted a lot of time on unsuccessful forays, but if I ever wanted to come back, I now knew enough to avoid those.<\/p>\n

I came to another stopping point, where a big gully came down from the right, with a very steep and rocky slope on the opposite side and impassable thicket on my side. I was out of time, but studying the opposite slope closely, I thought I could see a couple of cairns way up there. I zoomed in with the camera so I could confirm them later.<\/p>\n

\"Route <\/a>
Route up narrow side canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Confusing <\/a>
Confusing spot – note cairn at lower left <\/div> <\/div>
\"Big <\/a>
Big cairn up there, left of center <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Old <\/a>
Old ribbon on burned snag at right – the clues just keep coming <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"End <\/a>
End of the line for me, but is that another cairn way up there? <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Yep\" <\/a>
Yep <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

Returning, when I reached sunny stretches in the main canyon I figured it had to be in the high 80s. So I took it easy, drank lots of water and used my electrolyte supplements.<\/p>\n

A few big cumulus clouds had formed and drifted over at times, but unfortunately no storms. I’d started the day with two trays worth of ice cubes in my uninsulated water reservoir, and the water was still blissfully cold eight hours later. Even so, I was repeatedly paralyzed by bad leg cramps, and my foot was hurting even in my best hiking boots. A worrying development since last winter.<\/p>\n

\"Heading <\/a>
Heading back down through badly burned section, getting leg cramps <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_6017\" <\/a> <\/div>
\"Another <\/a>
Another old blaze on trunk, but no other sign of trail <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Deer <\/a>
Deer is going the same way as me <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"View <\/a>
View down canyon from where trail climbs to bypass narrows <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_6029\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
<\/a>
Rock formations like this line the canyon but are mostly hidden behind forest <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_6036\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Nice <\/a>
Nice place to be on a hot day <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_6043\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

The county road that leads to this trail may be the rockiest in our entire region. There’s a little signpost along the scary traverse out of the canyon, commemorating a guy who drove off and bounced down hundreds of vertical feet, probably ending in a fireball, in 1980.<\/p>\n

It’s not so bad in my pickup truck with its leaf springs, but in the stiffly-sprung little Sidekick it feels and sounds like World War Three. So I had to take much of the 8 miles at less than 10 mph, and it was a huge relief to reach the paved highway.<\/p>\n

Checking the map at home, I found I’d made it to within a mile and a third of the 9,000 foot crest. Now I’m familiar with the route, if I start the day on time I can probably go all the way. But as I’ve found elsewhere, the route on the ground deviates significantly from routes, including GPS, shown in mapping databases. So there are no guarantees.<\/p>\n

I’d gone 7.15 miles out and back, with little over 1,100 feet of elevation gain, in seven hours. A pretty pathetic pace and a far too easy hike by my usual standards. But not bad for a hike in a heat wave when people are probably dropping dead elsewhere in the Southwest.<\/p>\n

\"Scary <\/a>
Scary road out of canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"View <\/a>
View of where I was hiking, all the way back in there <\/div> <\/div>
\"10,000' <\/a>
10,000′ high point of range as seen from approach road <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"GPS <\/a>
GPS waypoint showed I overshot the route at the end <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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