{"id":23065,"date":"2024-02-05T15:28:40","date_gmt":"2024-02-05T22:28:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maxcarmichael.com\/blog\/?p=23065"},"modified":"2024-02-06T09:42:14","modified_gmt":"2024-02-06T16:42:14","slug":"round-the-mountain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maxcarmichael.com\/blog\/?p=23065","title":{"rendered":"Round the Mountain"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/p>\n

For months I’d been wanting to return to the archetypal sky island over in Arizona, to try a trail that seemed to offer the perfect winter hike \u2013 mid-elevation so it should be snow-free, devoid of forest so it should offer endless views, and with plenty of elevation change to provide a cardio workout.<\/p>\n

This is the range that abruptly rises 6,000 feet above the desert plain like a southeast-to-northwest-trending wall, its crest a tilted alpine plateau \u2013 9,000 feet high at its western edge, 10,700 feet high on the east. A paved road winds up the big southeastern canyon to the crest, where there are campgrounds, but other than that, the flanks are too steep for either roads or cattle. So although this has no designated wilderness like the other ranges I hike, it’s plenty wild.<\/p>\n

Most of the trails in the range begin on the plain and climb up a canyon or ridge to the crest, and they’d be blocked midway by snow now. But today’s trail is an unusual traverse of the eastern flank of the range, beginning at 6,000 feet in the southeastern canyon and crossing a half dozen intervening ridges and canyons before finally ascending to crest fifteen miles later.<\/p>\n

I was hoping to get about halfway and back in a day hike. But the trailhead is more than a two-hour drive from home \u2013 that’s why I don’t come here more often. And although I was ready for an early start, it took me fifteen minutes to get my windshield clear of frost.<\/p>\n

I drove west under a cloudy sky, but it was beginning to clear as I drove up the canyon to the trailhead, where I arrived a half hour later than planned.<\/p>\n

\"Trail <\/a>
Trail starts in canyon at bottom and ends on crest at upper left <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Approaching <\/a>
Approaching the mountains, snow on crest catches light <\/div> <\/div>
\"Driving <\/a>
Driving past the mountains toward turnoff <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Road <\/a>
Road up southeast canyon, 10,700′ summit on right <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

The southeastern trailhead is on the highway up the canyon, but the map showed that I could avoid the first intervening ridge and thus get farther into the backcountry by taking a short cut from a lower picnic area. I found an older man parked there in a pickup with camper shell; he preceded me up the trail dressed in colorful old-school flannel \u2013 making me feel like a real yuppie in my high-tech duds from REI and Patagonia. I soon passed him, and he remarked on how cold it was.<\/p>\n

But this first segment of trail, climbing to the first ridgetop, unfolded at an average 15 percent grade, so I quickly shed layers. Sunlight glinted off the snowy crest thousands of feet above, while the thawing dirt of the trail had been deeply chewed up by horses as well as hikers’ boots. Thankfully it was sand and gravel and didn’t stick to my boots like the clay mud farther north.\u00a0\u00a0 And I was admiring the surrounding igneous boulders and outcrops, which reminded me of my beloved desert.<\/p>\n

\"Climbing <\/a>
Climbing up shortcut toward crest <\/div> <\/div>
\"Rocky <\/a>
Rocky slopes to right of trail <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Lots <\/a>
Lots of tracks <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Climbing <\/a>
Climbing toward ridgetop <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Traversing <\/a>
Traversing rocky slopes <\/div> <\/div>
\"Looking <\/a>
Looking back down canyon and across Gila Valley <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Trail <\/a>
Trail hacked out of cliff <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Looking <\/a>
Looking back across south end of range <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Saddle <\/a>
Saddle is around the corner to left <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Saddle <\/a>
Saddle into new watershed <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

That first climb was about 1,300 feet, and ended at a knife-edge saddle overlooking a completely new watershed. This was all unknown terrain, miles of it unfolding for me to explore. The tallest peaks of the range glittered above, and I could hear a creek roaring a thousand feet below. Far to the north I could see a prominent stone spire rising from the distant ridge I hoped to reach. From here, it looked much too far \u2013 especially since at the end of the day I’d have to climb back up out of this canyon.<\/p>\n

The upper part of the descending trail was frozen solid under a thin layer of snow, and was steep enough that I had to go slow to keep from slipping. This trail was literally clinging to the wall of the canyon, with overhangs in some spots. Eventually I reached switchbacks that were mostly in sun, but there were so many I soon lost count. It seemed to take forever to reach the creek.<\/p>\n

Brush had been cut recently all along this trail, and cut branches had often been left blocking the trail. The canyon was impressively rocky; the bottom was lined with sycamores; I easily found stepping stones to cross on.<\/p>\n

\"IMG_9944\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Trail <\/a>
Trail into new canyon, with stone spire at far right <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_9950Pano\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"More <\/a>
More trail hacked into cliff <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"View <\/a>
View down this second canyon, with stone spire at left <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"View <\/a>
View up canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_9969\" <\/a> <\/div>
\"Lush <\/a>
Lush riparian forest <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Creek <\/a>
Creek crossing <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

Although the slopes on the opposite side of the canyon were gentler, they were also rockier, with big exposed slabs of igneous rock. After crossing a much smaller side canyon, I reached a bigger side canyon bearing a creek as big as the first, lined with solid rock. I began noticing metasedimentary rock with deformed strata just like the rock on my desert land. This is what I love \u2013 much rockier than the landscape around my New Mexico home.<\/p>\n

\"Rocky <\/a>
Rocky slope across canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"My <\/a>
My target is one of those saddles at left <\/div> <\/div>
\"Descending <\/a>
Descending toward another roaring creek <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Cliffs <\/a>
Cliffs across canyon <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_9992\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Second <\/a>
Second creek crossing <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

Past that canyon, the trail climbed over a low divide where I reached a junction with an ascending ridge trail, now abandoned, then down into a hollow where I met the lower end of the abandoned trail. The recent trail work ended here, as did the human tracks and horse tracks. And it suddenly occurred to me that despite the lack of wilderness designation, and the gentleness of the grassy slopes all around me, there was no sign of cattle here! How could our Gila Wilderness at home be overrun with cattle, while this range, unregulated and closer to a bigger city, remains ungrazed?<\/p>\n

\"IMG_0001\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Rocks <\/a>
Rocks like my desert place <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0004\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"A <\/a>
A look back <\/div> <\/div>
\"Approaching <\/a>
Approaching low divide with trail junction <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Abandoned <\/a>
Abandoned trail to crest <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Destination <\/a>
Destination was saddle at upper left; won’t make it today <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"They <\/a>
They really clear-cut this stretch of trail <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Chips <\/a>
Chips of white rock just like in the desert <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"My <\/a>
My route leads up toward saddle left of center <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

Past that junction, the trail was mostly either blocked by shrubs or overgrown with tall grasses, and there was no sign anyone had gone there for years. But I was able to keep going by reading the landscape.<\/p>\n

I made it another two-thirds of a mile before running out of time. My planned destination was another mile and a half farther and 1,200 feet higher, on the ridge that led to that prominent rock spire. With an earlier start, I might’ve made it.<\/p>\n

\"Trail <\/a>
Trail not cleared past this point <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"And <\/a>
And no more human tracks <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Yep, <\/a>
Yep, that’s my route <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Gully <\/a>
Gully where I ran out of time and turned back <\/div> <\/div>
\"Saddle <\/a>
Saddle I hoped to reach was only a mile and a half farther <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

But I wasn’t disappointed; this route had turned out even better than expected. Sure, it’s a challenge climbing over those intervening ridges, but this turned out to be the most spectacular landscape in our region, and I look forward to returning in better shape, and with more time.<\/p>\n

I flushed a white-tailed buck out of the second canyon, and a dove out of the brush along the trail, but I was surprised not to see any hawks or eagles.<\/p>\n

\"Heading <\/a>
Heading back down to trail junction, just below center <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0064\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0065\" <\/a> <\/div>
\"IMG_0070\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0072\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0073\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0074\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0078\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

I took my time climbing out of that first deep canyon. It did take about an hour, but the frozen part was easier going up than going down.<\/p>\n

\"IMG_0080\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0085\" <\/a> <\/div>
\"IMG_0088\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0089\" <\/a> <\/div>
\"IMG_0092\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0093\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0095Pano\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0099\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0100\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

The final descent to the trailhead was mostly in shade. I discovered someone had come partway up on horseback while I was over in the backcountry, so the trail was even more chewed up than in the morning.<\/p>\n

I’ve been studying maps of this range for years. As I mentioned above, most trails start on the plain and climb to the crest. But since the catastrophic wildfires of the teens, and the ensuing erosion, all the crest-bound trails on this side of the range have been destroyed and abandoned. So this round-the-mountain traverse is my only option to explore this vast area, and today was just a first taste. I’ll be back!<\/p>\n

\"Final <\/a>
Final descent <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0111\" <\/a> <\/div> <\/div>
\"3,000' <\/a>
3,000′ above, peak I climbed in deep snow last winter <\/div> <\/div>
\"IMG_0114\" <\/a> <\/div>
\"Driving <\/a>
Driving to town at sunset <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n

Another night in a motel, followed by a lonely drive home through a wild landscape.<\/p>\n

\"Looking <\/a>
Looking back at the range from town <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Southeast <\/a>
Southeast canyon where I started is below and left of summit; trail traverses to right below snow line <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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