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Tuesday, November 14, 2023

November 14, 2023 - Lewis Creek

 


Title: November 14, 2023 - Lewis Creek
Hike Info : Description : Extra Photo's : Flowers and Plants





Hike Info:

Type: Hiking

Trail head: Cedar Valley

Trail: Lewis Creek

Destination: Red Rock Falls

Distance:  6.59 miles 1

Start Time: 9:50

End Time:  3:30

Travel Time: 5:40  (1.16 mph)

Moving Time: 4:33   (1.45 mph)

Elevation Rise:  1,537'

Descent: 1,544‘

Maximum Elevation: 4,321'

GPS Tracks

  1The GPS shut off before the end of the trail. There is about a half mile missing from the original. On the attached GPX file, I have filled in the remaining portion of the trail from another GPX file.


Description:

Lewis Creek
I woke up at 6:30-maybe a bit earlier than I meant to, but not unreasonable. About the time I finished my granola breakfast, Sherri and Steven got up. I washed dishes and finished getting ready. We managed to leave by 8:30-mostly because they were waiting on me. On our way out, we met Don-talked for about ten minutes before we headed out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Steven on the trail
Of course, we do need to know where we are going. We know the general direction: north along 41. We are leaning towards either Lewis Creek or Wawona. But there are also other options such as a Forest Service Road out of Yosemite West, Miami Mountain or even Briceberg. When we roll through Oakhurst Sherri is asleep and Steven is involved in something on his tablet. So it is up to me.

 When I see the sign for Cedar Valley, the start of the Lewis Creek Trail, so I take the road down. We take the usual 15-20 minutes to get ready to get ready to hit the trail. While getting ready, a white car drives up with a couple females. As we are leaving, they ask a couple of questions about the trail. Sherri and Steven leave-they know how I can take a simple question and stretch that into an elaborate answer. And I do just that.

 

 

 

Corileu Falls

I take off with the ladies. We talk about various things-both how easy it is to take your own home turf for granted, and how you need to look beyond the obvious at the common. About the time we caught up with Sherri and Steven, I introduced us and asked their names: Bonnie and Sherri. Notice the name-same spelling as my Sherri! They are from San Luis Obispo. We would catch up to them at both the bottom and top of Corileu Falls.

On other trips I have described the trail. While the route is about the same and so is the climb to Corileu Falls, the condition of the trail is different. Last Winter’s storms have done a number on the trail. It will get worse as we climb up the slope which Corileu comes down. But before we ascend, we gawk at Corileu. Corileu is always something to look at, even this late in the season.





Crossing a washed out section of trail
Bonnie and Sherri asked if it was worthwhile going to the top. Yep! is the answer, even though down here is more attractive. So they leave while we finish gawking. We climb up-Sherri and Steven go up the shorter, but harder way, while I take a more leisurely track. We meet Bonnie and Sherri for the last time when we reach the top-they are about to go on down.

We rest for a few minutes, complete with Jelly Bellies. Then off we go. This section is only a gradual climb. The junction with the trail from Highway 41, there are signs warning that the bridge is out. We knew this already. Yesterday the Sierra Seniors hiking group had done this same trail. Judy’s comment was that the group had developed a new game-inching along the logs. We follow suit. The only one of us who got wet was Korra who enjoyed her splashing.

Gary crossing Lewis Creek sans bridge
For some reason after crossing Lewis Creek, I started feeling tired. Not sure why, but I could tell as I have lost the spring in my step, particularly going uphill. Still the trail gives me enough reason to stop and look. Autumn has hit these trees big time. Mostly in the form of yellowing leaves, interspersed with flaming red. The trail goes up, but more in a rolling manner. Eventually we came to Red Rock Falls.

Steven on the trail
Steven and Korra are waiting for us. There we have lunch and rest. And I rest some more. I do not take the opportunity to go down to the bottom of the falls-and neither does anybody else. After sitting around for a half an hour, we started off. Steven and Korra take off, while Sherri and I take a more leisurely pace. But we are mostly going downhill, so my lack of energy is not a factor.

 

Top of Red Rock Falls
 

 

 

One thing I noticed since the last time I was up here was how much graffiti there is. Rocks have been tagged; the ends of fallen trees are tagged. Do these people think that their “art” improves on nature? Or are we just showing our falleness? Also there is a lot of litter. Unfortunately I do not have any garbage bags in my pack, so I am not on litter patrol today.

 

 



Sherri traversing a fallen log

Steven is waiting for us at the Lewis Creek crossing. We know what we are doing crossing the creek, so not nearly as exciting crossing it the second time. Since Steven and Korra are moving faster, Sherri gives them the car keys and they take off. Going down the slope is a bit more challenging than going up, for some reason. Looking down rocks with scree on them is never a calming look in my book.

But we make it down without mishap and pause at Corileu Falls. For some reason, in the subdued light the Falls look better than we saw them in the morning. So what can we do, but stop and look for a while. We then continue our return trip back to the car around 3:30-Steven and Korra are patiently waiting for us.

So the only question remaining is what do we want to do for nourishment? That gives us about 15 minutes from leaving the trailhead at 3:45 to make a decision. Since Steven brought along a flask from Southgate, that is our destination. We must have hit the sweet spot as Southgate is usually crowded-today, we got right in and are served. One thing you do not have to worry about Southgate is if their food will be any good-it is. The only decision is what to choose. I had a chicken Philly sandwich. It was soooo good. We made it back to Fresno before 6pm. In time to take a shower before Jeopardy. Another good day.


 
 Extra Photo's

Korra enjoying Lewis Creek

Gary

Korra and Lewis Creek

Steven and Korra

Corileu Falls

Us: Gary, Sherri, Steven and Korra

Autumn Leaves





Gary after crossing Lewis Creek

Sherri crossing Lewis Creek

Sherri walking the trail

Autumn Coloring

Colorful Tree

Sherri among the trees

Autumn Leaves


 
Flowers and Plants


Poison Oak

Friday, April 16, 2021

April 16, 2021 - Merced River Gorge

 


Title: April 16, 2021 - Merced River Gorge
Hike Info : Description : Trail Lessons : BackgroundExtra Photo's : Animals : Flowers and Plants


Hike Info:
Type: Hiking
Trail: Merced River Trail
Destination: North Fork of the Merced, maybe Merced Falls

Distance:  5.93 miles
Start Time: 11:49
End Time:    4:40
Travel Time:  4:51 (1.22 mph)
Moving Time:  3:10  (1.87 mph)
Elevation Rise: 398 ' 1
Descent: 364‘
Maximum Elevation: 1,185'  1
Both GPS’ show divergence from our actual tracks. The Foretex401 showed us going well up the side of the hill to the north of the river, while the 60CSX has us crossing the Merced. Neither was accurate. The distance and the elevation on the 60CSX seems to be about right, so I am using those figures. But both the map and the profile cannot be trusted.

Sherri, Lawrence, and Andrea

Description:

This was a trip we were going to make a few days ago, but as things worked out, it was good to have done it today. Andrea and Lawrence had come over for a couple of days. This was going to be a good day hike. mostly level and as long as we wanted to go. Thursday night we had agreed to get started by 8am. But the car doors closed at 9:15. While it is not forecasted to be too hot, still even the low 70’s in direct sun can be warm. We drove in separate cars to Briceburg and then to Railroad Flat. We arrived at 11:45.

By the way, the “we” includes Korra, our son’s dog who has to work. We start off a few minutes after we arrive. First, there is a BLM gate where vehicles are barred from going down the road. Then over Hall’s Gulch, there is another gate to keep out everybody but hikers from going over the bridge.

Our "friendly" Western Pacific Rattlesnake

I have Korra and she likes to be the lead dog. But she does look back a lot to make sure I am following. If Steven was here, she might be off leash since there are very few people around. But I do not have as good of voice control as he does, so Korra stays on the leash. Besides, I can see her wanting to play in the
Merced which might not be a good thing.
 
 
 

For the first ¾ of a mile of our journey is along a road which goes to a house, just below Mountain King Mine. I notice a couple of people at the house and I wave at them and they wave back. There are roses out in front of the road. At first I am thinking they have been planted, but as they stretch along the road, I am not so sure.

Lunch Time

Korra and I get a ways ahead of the rest of our group. I see some interesting stone work and wonder about what the purpose of going down to the river would be at this juncture. I hear a voice behind me saying they are passing. Turning around, I see a family of four. I watch as they pass by, and then the mother, who is last, stops. And exclaims: didn’t you see the snake! Sure enough, there is a snake starting to slither across the trail. From the shape of the head, there is a good chance of it being a rattler. The snake decides he does not want to go across the trail to the mother, so it does a U-Turn and heads back into the grass and rocks. There is a pretty heft set of rattles there. Korra has shown an interest in all of this, but is not pulling too hard. By the time our group catches up, the rattler is gone, so I am left with showing pictures.

 

 

Flume-maybe to the Hall Mine or power station

The river has been pretty smooth, but running fast until now. As we travel further down the trail, I notice more drops and rocks in it. This all makes for interesting viewing. At one point Lawrence notices an unusual swirling pattern to the current and wonders if water is coming in from underneath.

After a little while, we find a nice shady place to rest and have lunch-it is closing in on 1pm. The snake sighting has me a bit apprehensive, so I give the area a good eyeballing before we sit down. Pleasant being in the shade.

 

 

 

 

Stopping point on North Fork of the Merced

But we still have not made it to the North Fork of the Merced, let alone to the falls. So onward we go. The trail is pretty much the same-it is enjoyable. Even Korra seems to be having a grin. It does look like we are getting to the place where a ridge comes down to our level. The trail reaches a place where the old railroad line must have crossed the North Fork and our trail takes off up the Fork. We follow our path down to water level and decide this is a good place to drop our packs and enjoy a pool in the North Fork.

I think by an unspoken agreement that this was a good stopping place. A bit of shade, a bit of water and a nice place just to enjoy. While not high on the epic scenery scale, good places do not need to be. All in all, we lolly-gagged here for about an hour-even Korra felt like resting. (We did talk with a guy who said the falls are about a mile further up the North Fork.) We stayed this way until about 3 when we got roused up and reminded that we needed to walk back.


Merced River


While the trip back was warmer, there was a nice breeze blowing up the gorge. Sherri took Korra on the way back. I found reasons to hang back, like taking pictures and wondering about stuff, like the flume. We see a diversion dam feeding the flume. While still having energy and the legs not tiring, I was glad when we got back to the house above the trail. The heat really felt like it was sapping my spirit. There were a couple of bridges made of iron. I think they must have been hot on Korra’s paws.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Diversion Dam on the Merced
We got back to the car around 4:45. While we were all ready to leave, none of us moved very fast. We stopped in Mariposa at Happy Burger. Seems like it took forever for the order to get filled-I had stayed with Korra in the car-she was content to rest, and so was I. We got back to Fresno a little after 7:00pm. A good day.

 

 

 


 


Trail Lesson: Always be on the lookout for both the expected and unexpected.

Background

Mountain King Mine. There are three mines in the area: Mountain King, Whiteman Mine (Gold), and Hall’s Mine (Gold). The Mountain King Mine looks like part of the operation was around where the house we see on our hike is. At MinDat web site, there is a picture of the operation by the old railroad. In 1917 there was an event where seven men lost their lives due to suffocation-the power had been shut off to the air pumps and the mine was being worked on. The Mariposa Historical Society has published an account of this.

Hall’s Mine was across the Merced, maybe close to where the flume or rock walls were we saw.

 
Extra Photo's

Korra


Korra walking Gary

Gary

Poppies and the Merced


Andrea


Gary hiking

Merced River

Andrea by the North Fork of the Merced

Merced River

Lawrence catching a few Z's

North Fork of the Merced

Merced River

 

 

Andrea, Lawrence and Lupine

Lawrence, Andrea, Sherri, and Korra


 

 Animals

Western Pacific Rattlesnake

Western Pacific Rattlesnake

Western Pacific Rattlesnake

Catipiller-Tiger Swallowtail

Variable Checkerspot



 
Flowers and Plants





Liveforever

Rose of some type

Poison Oak

Mariposa Lily





Wild Hynecth



White Lupine