Title: September 23, 2019 - Delilah Lookout
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Trail head: Delilah Lookout
Hike Info:
Type: Lookout
Description:
I woke up at 0300 and looked
at the stars and moon for awhile, then fell back asleep. They do have
a tendency to bring peace to one’s self. I then woke up at 0600 to
a line of sunlight just glowing above the crest of the Sierra. This
is fortunate as I have a busy morning. I need to be back in Fresno
around 1600 because we will have our House Church at Sherri’s and
mine house tonight and Sherri is leading the study tonight and unless
something happens, it would be good for me to be back for her.
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So I get things together,
stuffing my sleeping bag-finding a small hole. Then getting dirty
clothes into a bag and a few other odds and ends together to send
down. The idea is that the more I can send down now, the longer I can
stay in service. On the heavier stuff, I will send down via a pulley
system we have. But the lighter stuff will usually gently float down
and if I am good, and in the bed of the truck.
Evidently I was not that good.
When I tossed my bag it was right on target for the truck bed. But
even though there was not even a breeze the bag started to float
towards the tower. I am thinking,
I hope it does not get stuck on the roof of the building below-it
would have been better. It bumped against a cross-beam. The cover
went on down and my sleeping bag got hung up 20’ above the ground.
After the initial shock wore off, I tried to reach it with a
broom-inches too short from both the stairs and the ground. Being a
former Boy Scout, I lashed another pole to the broom and was able to
reach my sleeping bag. But the lashing was not stiff enough. Finally
after bungee corded the two together, I reached the bag and down it
came. So much for my efficient morning.
After stowing everything, I
had breakfast. Packed up the food and lowered it down, with some
other things. Now to start the day. I took the weather reading and
went in service with Sierra and Porterville. Pretty much the rest of
the day was taking scans, listening to the radio and recovering from
the morning. Truly not one of the exciting days in a fire lookout
tower, except the obvious above. There was one bit of almost
excitement. About 1040, I heard a large helicopter down towards the
Kings River. I looked around and could not spot it. This is what
passes for excitement at Delilah when I am alone.
At 1230, I have lunch-the
usual stuff. Then I start getting packed as I am hoping to leave
around 1330. But I am still on duty, so I do a scan. There is a
silverish truck coming down the road. Interesting, wondering how
badly lost this hunter is? They circle the lookout and park. Wonder
what is so interesting here? A young man gets out of the driver’s
seat and then helps two women and a baby out. That certainly does not
seem like it is a hunter. I tell them they are welcome to come up and
visit the tower, which all four of them do-I guess the three month
old has no choice.
Turns out that they are part
of a well-known local family. But the four of them had never been up
here. They are enthralled with the view. Living on the other side of
the ridge down in Squaw Valley, they see the stuff I cannot see, but
have not really seen the area Delilah sees. Lesson here: We are so
close, but so far away from places. Explore local. They spend about
half an hour in the tower looking around, asking questions, just
being amazed. Then it is their time to go down.
By the time they leave, it is
time for me to go out of service and leave the tower myself. I had
done most of the clean up before. So I am left with packing stuff up
and being off. Originally I thought I would need two trips down, but
I figured out how to make it one. In the process, my pack almost made
a fast trip to the bottom, but I caught it in time and hooked it on a
carabiner. I take one last look around and am content that I have
everything put away and am ready to go. So I lock up and leave. More
about this later.
I get everything packed in the
truck and away I go. I will not stop until Fresno, at least I do not
think I will. But as I get to turning onto Highway 180, there is a
car stopped right in the middle of the Davis Road. They look lost,
but when they see me, they hurry off. But a short ways later, I see
them on the side of the road, consulting a map. So I help them figure
out how to get to Visalia via Hills Valley Road. Off they went happy
to be unlost and I go on. But I have the idea of stopping in Dunlap
at the Hume Lake Ranger Station and ask them about Davis Road’s
status. It is closed-I knew that from our white board. They do not
expect to make it open to the public until they can work on it after
the Winter Season. I ask about walking it. The officer at the desk
said, she just got briefed on it a few days ago. Hikers and
bicyclists can go down the road. Yipee. I know what I am doing this
Winter. I go on and make it home by 1615, only a few minutes behind
when I wanted to be home.
Note: I realized on my way
home that I was not sure if I took the Park’s radio channel off of
the radio we listen to Porterville with-I was listening to it because
our normal channels were quiet. Also I had left several sticks of
string cheese in the refrig. So Tuesday I called up Delilah to tell
them about things. I had taken off the Park and a sticky will be put
on the cheese. But, you know how I said it was quiet? Well, I left
the base radio on, so the next person who came up was hearing voices.
Not good, but not the worst of my sins. Also there is one shade which
is hard to reach, so a cord had been wrapped around a mirror to make
it accessible to those who may not be 6’3”. In cleaning the
windows, I knocked it off and did not put it back. Oh well, I guess I
do not have to live to the expectations of perfection. :-)
Trail Lesson:
We are so close, but so far
away from places. Explore local.
Menu
Breakfast
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Lunch
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Dinner
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Snacks
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granola.
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Peanut Butter, Nutella
Sandwich
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Home
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Nuts and string cheese
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