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Saturday, August 31, 2024

August 31, 2024 - Park Ridge Lookout

 


Title: August 31, 2024 - Park Ridge Lookout
Hike Info : Description :  
Background : Extra Photo's 
Hike Info:
Type: Lookout

Description:

Prescribed Burn and Morning Light
I woke up from a good sleep, about 0600 this morning. Most of the night I was smelling smoke, maybe it's because I am on the floor. But Sherri also says she smelt smoke at times. The smoke has settled in all around us, giving us a nice sunrise. I finally arise from my sleeping bag at 0700, about the time Sherri does. I go for a short 20 minute walk-the AQI is 114 around here, but I do need to stretch my legs before I settle into the morning business of being a fire lookout.

And we do settle in earlier than usual as we are on extended hours this weekend. This means that with Sequoia National Forest, we go in-service at 0800 and get off at 2000. It makes for a long day, but with the two of us, it is not too bad. At 0800 we went in-service with Buck Rock following quickly afterwards.

Not much activity on our part, particularly with as much smoke and haze. We went in service with Porterville with three miles visibility. By the time we go in service with Ash Mountain Fire, it is five miles. Still a lot of territory is hidden which it would be hard to tell if there is new smoke, or just smoke from the Coffeepot Fire. When we do look at this fire, there is a bit of a hump in the clouds which we take as the smoke directly after the fire.

We have three visitors from Fresno. We talk with them about various aspects of being a lookout, as well as points of interest. The latter being limited by the smoke.

Inversion layer trapping smoke

 When they leave, it is back to the normal scanning for smoke. But not a whole bunch. Normally there are peaks which I can gawk at and birds to follow. But today with the smoke, the mountains are hidden. I did see three hawks flying in formation, which was interesting. But for the most part we cannot see far. The AQI keeps bouncing around the 150 mark, but the nose is not picking it up. The eyes are smarting a little bit, but not much.


Sunset


Today, we had three sets of visitors, about three hours apart. The first is from Fresno. I do my shtick with two of them. But the third person seems to be a lot more interested in lookout operations-his companions say that he wants to work for Fish and Game. They did ask us if we got bored, not here so much as at Delilah. But you also need to enjoy the solitude as well as the tediousness of doing scan after scan after scan without spotting any smoke.

The second group is actually are unrelated. Sherri talks with them about fire lookouts. Two of them leave. But the third is interested in lookouts and asks questions and is thrilled to see a fire finder. He has been to many unstaffed lookouts, but this is the first time he has seen one. We talk for a while and find out that he is from Alaska. We explained that is something we want to do and asked him about the Alaskan Railroad. His mother has worked for them and he is very familiar with it. He gives us some pointers.

Then a couple of hours later, a family from the Bay Area, but originally from France comes by. We talked for a while about hikes and places and lookouts before they leave.

Then it is back to the regular stuff-actually there was a lot of regular stuff mixed in between the visitors, including while Sherri was on duty, I took an hour long nap. Woke up pretty refreshed.

Lookout at Night
All throughout the day, there has been limited visibility. Sherri gets a phone call from E32 on SQF. They would like to pay us a visit. Great! If there are new people on the engine, it is good to have them see what each lookout can see, so they will have a better understanding of what is being called in. It will be about an hour before they can make it up here.

But that changes at 1630. Patrol 32 has come across relatives of a person who has been lost for the past three days. They have found him at the bottom of a cliff, apparently alive and doing relatively OK. But it will take a major effort to get him out. So Engine 32 turns around, even as they are on our road and heading towards us. They and half of the District, emergency response from Hume Lake Christian Camps, SEKI, CalFire, and even Fish and Game get involved. Eventually a helicopter is brought in to airlift them to Hume Lake. Apparently, all are doing well as after a little while, the person is released.

During all of this, I go out of service with Ash Mountain Fire. Sherri gets our dinner ready, a Birds Eye chicken noodle conglomerate. We keep on doing our lookout thing for Sequoia National Forest. The sun goes down and the air gets cool. Instead of seeing smoke, I start to see the twinkling of lights, both from houses which are inhabited and the cars returning late to their camps. It is a magical time. Even as the sun has set and the land darkens, there is a faint red glowing at the CoffeePot Fire. At 2000 we, and Delilah and Buck Rock all go out of service. Now it is time just to relax and get ready for bed.




Background

 Places which our new Alaskan friend talked about:

  • Talkennta
  • Koiak
  • Mt Healy
  • Anchorage
  • Lake Clark
  • Belous(?) Nome
  • Portage Glacier
  • Wrangell Island
  • Katmai (Bears)
  • Salty Dawg, Homer

 


Extra Photo's

 

Fading glow against smoke

Smoke blocking view

Cannot see more than three miles away

Morning Sun

 






 

 

Wednesday, August 28, 2024

August 28, 2024 - Indian Basin Walk

 


Title: August 28, 2024 - Indian Basin Walk
Hike Info : Description : BackgroundAnimals : Flowers and Plants
Hike Info:

Type: Hiking

Trail head: Princess Campground

Trail:  Indian basin Grove Interpretive Trail

Destination:  Loop

Distance:  1.1 miles 1

Elevation Rise:  145'

Descent: 144‘

Maximum Elevation: 5,938'

 1Distance and elevation information is from a previous walk done on August 22, 2022.

Description:

Sherri and I are going on our first meetup hike in a while Not because we have not tried-just not often. Many times the event got canceled. So we are excited to go and to go on a John and Cathy hike. It has been a long time.

This hike is an interpretive trail out of Princess Campground close to Hume Lake. The trail goes through a portion of the Indian Basin Grove which was extensively logged over a hundred years ago. We have done it several times. It is a trail which talks about the logging, the people and the environment of the area. Also the paved part of the trail is made for accessibility.

There are only four parking places, but the camp hosts allows for cars to be parked in a spot which will not be used until the afternoon. Once all are gathered together, about 10, we start off. John had asked if Sherri and I would head up the front of the pack. There were twelve people who walked this.

I set a pace along the lines of a stroll. When we got to areas of interest, then I babbled about its background. You can see some of the stuff which I knew about below. When we go a little ways, the trail splits into two loops. Sherri takes a group along the shorter, paved loop. I take the remaining group around the longer, dirt trail.

Those poor people get punished with my humor. Such as I told them that a group of us once saw a moose out here. Of course there is a bit of disbelief as there are no natural moose in California. They did understand that the reason the moose is not around now is that it melted.

About the time we got back to the cars, the shorter loop people also got back there. We jumble back into the cars, and take off. We stopped at Big Stump to order our pizzas from Bear Mountain Pizza. It is a 35 minute drive down to the restaurant. We all enjoy a time of comradery there before departing for our homes.

Us? We stopped at a furniture store, Designs in Oak, and ordered some furniture. We then make it home about 2:30. Glad we went up there today, even if we will be back up in the same area a couple of days from now.



Background

Princess Campground. This spectacular site has three campground loops - Shining Cloud, Yellow Moon, and Morning Star. It has the greatest number of huge, old Sequoia tree stumps and young Sequoia trees along with a pleasant variety of conifers. Shade is good throughout the campground; privacy between camp sites is fair to good. Princess Campground is in the middle of Indian Basin Grove next to Indian Basin Meadow and Creek. From the Sequoia National Forest web site

Indian Basin Grove Indian Basin Grove is a mid size grove of 448 acres with the popular Princess Campground and Indian Basin interpretive trail within its boundaries. Before the Forest Service acquired the grove in the 1930s the area was privately owned. Between 1901 and 1907 the Sanger Lumber Company removed all the mature trees including the ancient giant sequoias. Lumbermen hauled the trees by cable railways over Converse Mountain and down the backside of the mountain to the historic Converse Mill. Massive, giant sequoia stumps remain as silent reminders of the great trees that once grew here. Young giant sequoias have replaced many of the giants that fell to the saw demonstrating the species resilience. In tree ring studies, the stumps continue to help scientists piece together prehistoric and historic weather patterns, fires and droughts. The grove is easy to reach by car on State Highway 180. It is best to visit in the summer because the road can be snowy and icy in the winter. The grove is about 215 acres with sequoias mainly on the south side of Indian Basin Creek. From the Sequoia National Forest web site

This seems to be one of the lesser known/referenced groves of Sequoias.

Indians gathered at Indian Basin to sell their wares to lumbermen when the area was heavily logged in the 1890's. (Fry and White, 113) Peter Browning, Places Named of the Sierra Nevada

Converse. Once contained a very extensive grove of the finest big trees; now completely destroyed by lumbering.

CHARLES P. CONVERSE Converse , who erected the courthouse , was also the first man to occupy one of its dungeon cells as a prisoner for the homicide of William H. Crowe on election day in September , 1876. The grand jury liberated him on the theory that he had acted in self defense . The homicide historically illustrates the passions that political campaigns aroused in those days . With the exception of William Aldrich , the pick and shovel miner , as the sole Republican for years before and after the war , every other man in the county was either an Andrew Jackson or a Jeff Davis Democrat , excepting a few old - line Whigs , who though their party expired with Daniel Webster , still held to their beliefs and scouted the new Republican doctrines . Thus any political quarrel in the county could only arise in the house of Democracy itself . It arose during the shrievalty campaign of J. S. Ashman and James N. Walker , honest , capable and uncompromising Democrats , and both incum- bents of the office for two terms each .

Converse announcing himself for rotation in office , espoused the cause . of Walker with all energy and activity in a " hot and exciting canvass " not so much between the principals as between " rash and reckless adherents . " Election day passed off quietly with the exception of the presence of armed men in public . The vote was light , and all qualified electors had voted by three o'clock in the afternoon when by common consent the count was started in the courtroom . Converse was in front of Payne's saloon , when a cobble hurled from within by a half drunken fellow passed close to his head . He fired at his assailant , missed aim and ball lodged high in the wall . Crowe , a confederate of the cobble thrower , sneaked up behind Converse and struck . him on the back of the head with slungshot , only the thickness of a felt hat protected the skull from fracture . Stunned by the blow , Converse fell to his knees but arising fired and shot Crowe through the body . Crowe fell on hands and knees ten feet away , and tried to arise , and mutual friends rushed in to aid . In the general melee , John Dwyer , teamster with the original fort garrison and for years later in Fresno the driver of the " sand wagon , " took to his heels to avoid the bullets and in the flight his hat was blown off by a leaden messenger . Con- verse struggled against a throng whom he fought as supposed assailants , but was landed finally on the courthouse steps and by multitude of hands his Samson like strength was overcome . After this tragedy , be became " more uneasy , irresolute and unsettled . " He withdrew into the mountains , south of the Kings River . There he laid claim upon location to " a large amphitheater of forest and chaparral en- circled by mountain ridges . " It bears to this day the name of " Converse Basin , " though he never secured title . It has been ruthlessly denuded of its timber , including Big Trees , in the Millwood lumber mill operations . Upon return to the plains , he professed reformation , was admitted as a member of an orthodox church and publicly baptized in a font excavated for the cere- mony . For a time he discharged faithfully the newly assumed responsi- bilities , regained the confidence of former friends and secured that of new ones . He was in the real estate business , but the old unrest seized him and he drifted to San Francisco , where for ten years or more " his checkered life was spent in desultory endeavors to keep starvation at bay . " He an- nounced himself as a mining expert and engineer . Converse was a striking figure , six feet tall , weighed 200 pounds or more , and in later years was largely developed abdominally . He was a man of great physical strength , and an expert swimmer , a demonstrated accomplishment that is cited to refute the assertion by some that his drowning in San Francisco Bay was accidental . The fact is that he met death in a second attempt at suicide , and when the waters of the bay gave up the corpse it was weighted with rocks , a circumstance that alone effectually disposes of the accidental death claim . He was a sociable companion , but a change came over him after Gaster's disappearance . A shadow seemed to hover over him , say those who had known him in the days of abandon , when he was not always overneat or precise in attire , and yet was remembered for kindly and animated face , topped by a shock of stand - up - straight - in - the - air hair . For one of his physical proportions , Converse was of intense mental and business activity . He was a man of means in his day . Among his activ- ities were the lumbermill at Crane Valley , which after the 1862 flood passed into the hands of George McCullough . The ferry below Millerton , likewise the property on the village side of the river , also went to others . He was known as far back as 1851 , when he and T. C. Stallo were general mer- chants at Coarse Gold . So well established was his reputation for restless- ness and financial improvidence , that despite strong partisanship and posi- tion he was never seriously considered politically . In connection with his Kings River sojourn , he tried to exploit a plan to cut the virgin timber in the basin , float the logs down the stream to railroad connection , and from there out as lumber from the saw mill . Converse was a glib and plausible talker and almost interested capital in the enterprise . Logs had been floated to prove the feasibility of the water transportation . A financial panic came on and capital dropped him . With the building of the railroad , Converse is found on its payroll as a legislative lobbyist and an active partisan of its proposition of a $ 5,000 a mile subsidy for constructing the road through the valley counties . Senator Thomas Fowler made one of his record fights against the measure and the legislature killed it in the end . The closing years of Converse's checkered career were spent in San Francisco as a curbstone broker and mining expert , pursuing such a precarious course that not infrequently he was on the verge of starvation . To hail a former Fresno acquaintance was like clutching at the straw by the drowning man , for it meant a temporary loan , never to be repaid , to hold off the gaunt wolf of hunger . A perfunctory coroner's inquest with no relatives or acquaintances attending , and with no effort at a positive identification of the barely recognizable remains has left a doubt on which has been impinged a far fetched belief , entertained by some , that he returned to his native state and there ended his days a charge on the bounty of an old negro " mammy " in Georgia . This is manifestly incorrect for well is it remembered that A. H. Statham financed Converse to go to Georgia to claim an inheritance . It was thought he had been rid of for good and always , but the surprise was when he returned to close a subsequent precarious career in San Francisco . Extraordinary physical energies and activities , excellent intellectual abilities and fine social qualities were combined in a strange make up , with many elements of goodness that would have made him a useful and influen- tial citizen , had he not lacked the regulating balance wheel of rigid principle , or perhaps if his lot had not been cast among the turbulent and restless scenes of early California life . Converse and Gaster are in unmarked graves , yet singularly on the present site of Millerton stand , side by side , only two structures of the days when they lived , monuments to their memory - the courthouse that Converse built and the adobe saloon where Folsom & Gaster held forth , and Payne after them . Payne was shot in the leg in May , 1873 , and bled to death at Tripp & Payne's store on the Tollhouse road to Humphrey & Mock's mill . It was a wanton act , claimed to have been an accidental shot after target pastime by John Williams , a negro , who in December , was sent to the penitentiary for two years for manslaughter . Payne had sold his saloon to retire from business , and was buried at the fort .

Charles Converse took up timberlands here in the ’70s. He had come to California in 1849, and was in the vicinity of Millerton about 1852. He ran a ferry across the San Joaquin at what is now Friant until 1869. Built the first jail in Fresno County, and was the first person confined in it. (L. A. Winchell, George W. Stewart.) Place Names of the High Sierra (1926) by Francis P. Farquhar

There is a sign on the Indian Basin Grove Interpretive Trail which has information on Converse. It also talks about his wife who eventually divorced him.

From the Family Search site: When Charles Portor Converse was born on 13 November 1829, in Detroit, Wayne, Michigan Territory, United States, his father, Elijah Damon Converse, was 39 and his mother, Rebecca Abbott, was 37. He married Eunice Charlotte Henderson on 21 February 1869, in Fresno, California, United States. They were the parents of at least 2 sons. He lived in Columbus, Franklin, Ohio, United States in 1850 and Fresno, California, United States in 1880. He died on 21 December 1904, in San Francisco, San Francisco, California, United States, at the age of 75, and was buried in Oakland, Alameda, California, United States.

From Fresno County's write-up on Lost Lake:In 1852, Charles Converse established the Converse Ferry near the north end of the present campground. Converse would go on to design and construct the first Fresno County Courthouse that is located at Millerton Lake. Converse Ferry would change names several times before being named the community of Friant.

Forty - two years a bachelor , the marriage of Dr. Leach in 1872 to Mrs. Mathilda Converse , former wife of C. P. Converse , was an event as fortuitous as was his decision to remain in Fresno when he had resolved to return east . He was a boarder with Mrs. Converse . She had decided to give up catering to boarders and not knowing where to find a home table he proposed marriage and was accepted . The Leach residence in Fresno City was for years on K street ( officially designated Van Ness Avenue ) on the location now occupied by the Sequoia Hotel .



Hoist. There is a sign on the Indian Basin Grove Interpretive Trail which talks about a Roy Rob Hoist. Hoist operated a mechanical donkey used to drag the Sequoias to a flume so they could go down and be cut. I am assuming that Roy Rob Hoist is who this ridge is named after.

Within the Centennial of the Sequoia National Forest there is a paragraph which says: Hoists were used, along with log chutes, to transport logs to mills, rough sawn lumber to the drying yards, and to the flumes. Converse Hoist was located on Hoist Ridge. Remnants of the hoists, such as the Rob Roy hoist, and evidence of the chutes can be seen today in some areas. This indicates there may not have been a connection with the name of Roy Rob. But it does indicate that Hoist Ridge was named after the hoist which moved the logs along the ridge.


Animals

Lorquin's Admiral


 
Flowers and Plants


California Goldenrod


Saturday, July 13, 2024

July 13, 2024 - Park Ridge Lookout

 


Title: July 13, 2024 - Park Ridge Lookout
Hike Info : DescriptionBackgroundExtra Photo's 
Hike Info:

Type: Lookout

Description:

CalFire Warning

I got up at 0530 and did my lightning report. There were some cloud-to-cloud, but none hit the ground. So the report was rather simple. I was done by 0615. Then I started working on getting the car loaded. Not much excitement here. We had decided to go out to the Train Depot for breakfast. We get there by 0850, with a few minute wait. I had a Frankie’s Omelete. Filling and good tasting It was just before 1000 before we got back, in time for Steven’s game time with his friends.

Sherri and I get the finishing touches on what we are going to take up to Park Ridge Lookout. In the meantime, I get an email asking that a couple of people want to be added to receive my lightning report. Interesting that this little niche report which I thought a few people might be interested in has become a useful tool. Anyway, Wendy and I also talked about the concerns of the day. That is lightning. Fire Weather has today with an LAL of 2, then going to 6 this afternoon. See Background below for more.

Park Ridge Lookout
By 1130 we are on our way. But first, we stopped at a furniture store. Sherri orders some sofa pillows there. By the time we leave it is 1230. Sherri drives up to Big Stump and we talk about what today might be like. It is said that normal people run away from danger while firefighters and the police run towards it. I am thinking this is more of an exercise of walking towards danger-we know there are safeguards in the lookout so, we are not too concerned as long as we take care to do our part.


I drive up to
Panoramic Point and then to Park Ridge. There is a spring which turns a small section of the dirt road into a quagmire. But we make it through without trouble. We get to the lookout at 1430. I think Peggy, the lookout which we are relieving, is glad to get out of the tower before the lightning starts. She lets us know what the status is. Seems like it has been a good morning for her. I asked her about a person I had read about in a book, Cool, Gray City of Love. Turns out she will be having lunch with her soon.

After Peggy leaves, I start bringing up stuff and then the wind starts to blow hard and the rain starts in. I am thinking it feels like it will rain hard, but it just sprinkles enough to turn the dust on the car to mud, but not enough to wash it away.

Cells in the Sierra

I hear on the radio that Division 3 and Buck Rock Lookout are talking about the status of Buck Rock. Buck Rock is saying that he is not seeing lightning. But as he says that I lookout and note a strike to the east, a little north of where Buck Rock is located. But I am not sure where the strike is as there are hills and ridges blocking my view. I relay this information to them.

There is activity down south, enough so that Peggy has said the Hume Lake area is using a different command channel than they are usually using. Turns out they got hit hard with lighting which has started several fires. One of them, the Trout, keeps getting mentioned.

On our end of the world, Buck Rock notes there is a cell going up Ten Mile Canyon. But there is no lightning seen. That turns out to be the most excitement weatherwise we have. It generates some wind and rain, but the rain is away from us. Buck Rock and us do discuss the weather and what it looks like on each other's areas.

Then we get into hearing about oddities. Not from Buck Rock, but from Porterville. A smoldering stump has been reported at Jennie Lake. Not one hit by lightning, but somebody had built a campfire into the stump and did not put it out. Maybe they did not realize how hard that would be. It is late in the afternoon, so DIvision 3 says they will send someone up there tomorrow. And then we are back to the normal interesting things like a tree falling across the road into Cedar Grove around Grizzly Falls.


Normally, we would go out of service at 1800, but we will be on extended hours today and tomorrow. Buck Rock has a drive home, so they are leaving at 1800 after checking in with Division 3.
Delilah is going out of service with Sierra, but somehow it gets communicated on Porterville’s channel. I talk with Delilah and they have it straightened out. They also had a shift change about that time and I will be talking with Delilah for the rest of my time at Park Ridge.

The reason why we have extended hours is because of serious conditions. In this case it is the lightning. I usually get to experience it during holiday weekends. After 1800, the shadows make it hard to see too much, but we look, concentrating on where visibility allows us to see. We also have our lasagna dinner-sorry, no pictures. In 2000, we went out of service.

Sherri and I get ready for bed. The light is starting to fade. But we have enough time to go for a short walk down the road, maybe about 100 yards and then turn around. The sunset is good. Between Park Ridge and Delilah, I think Park Ridge has a little bit better sunsets. It may be because Park Ridge has a nice wide catwalk facing west. After getting our reward for being up here, we settle down to our bedtime routine about 2145. I am out by 2215.




Background

LAL. Lightning Activity Level: The idea behind this item is to alert people to the potential for lightning and what type it is. There are six levels, but levels are not like hurricane levels where it designates the strength of the activity. Rather it talks about the likelihood of activity and the types. Such as a 2 says there may be isolated thunderstorms and a 3 says widely scattered thunderstorms. But a 6 says that like 3 there will be widely scattered thunderstorms, but it is likely to be dry rather than having rain associated with it.

 
 Extra Photo's

Moon through Park Ridge's stairs

Magical evening time

Last light of day

Sunday, June 16, 2024

June 16, 2024 - Bearskin Grove, Not quite

 

Title: June 16, 2024 - Bearskin Grove, Not quite






Hike Info:

Type: Hiking 

Trail head: Junction of 13S02 and 13S45

Trail: 13S45

Destination:  Bearskin Grove

Actual Destination:  On top of a ridge on a different road

Distance:  2.25 miles

Start Time: 2:26

End Time:  4:17

Travel Time: 1:51  (1.22 mph)

Moving Time: 1:17   (1.76 mph)

Elevation Rise:  558'

Descent: 514‘

Maximum Elevation: 6,630'

GPS Tracks



Description:
Sequoia in Bearskin

Today is Father’s Day. As my Father’s Day wish it was to go hiking, particularly to a place I have not been before, Bearskin Grove. I have seen it on the map and heard it on the radio-but more in connection with the campground than the grove. Plus a couple Facebook friends went there a couple of weeks ago, so it is fresh in my mind.

We decided to go after church. But first we need to load up the car. The car had been in for a facelift after its encounter with a deer last month. We just got it back Friday. We reload it with the necessities of life: hiking boots and poles and a few other things. Then have lunch and are off by 12:30.

The drive up is without incident. It is slow though as it seems like a good many people have the same idea of going to the mountains. Also it is Sunday and Hume Lake Christian Camps are getting a new load of their campers. But we make it up to Quail Flat and then down Ten Mile Road about five miles until we see road 13S02. Surprise! A forest service road which is paved and seemingly paved to nowhere. Where it stops being paved, the Redwood Hikes website says to park. But Hume Lake has established a drop off site there for something called Wildwood. After asking about parking there, we decided to move a little ways further down 13S02.


Steven

So I lightly blame Hume Lake for my confusion which exhibited itself when I parked. The confusion you might ask? Is road 13S45 the right road? What is the right one? The right one is road 13S98 and 13S98A. This road is 13S45. Rather than go back, I decide that we can do Bearskin another day and we will see where 13S45 leads us. It looks like on the map that we will be looking across to Bearskin.

We take off at 2:30. It is amazing how late things can be if we get a late start, have slow traffic and am confused at the start. The start of the road is steep, and exposed, and steep. It feels like around a 20% grade. We shall see how long we go, but at the latest, I am looking at a 3:30 turn around time.

The good thing about climbing up steeply is that you get to see things. First, there are the Sequoias of Bearskin Grove. The next best thing to being among them, is being able to gaze at them completely. Almost all of the Sequoias which I have seen are majestic and are worthy of our admiration.

The second thing we see is Buck Rock

Buck Rock Lookout
standing guard over the area of the forest. It is really prominent above us.-about 2,000’ higher than we are. The one thing which is lacking on our trip is a view of Hume Lake. It is out there but not visible.

Once we get close to the top of the ridge, the elevation gain starts to level out. Also we enter into an area where the trees provide shade. The walking becomes a lot more pleasant. It is amazing how the road can be the same, and yet the surroundings change, making such a difference in my outlook. Something to remember that as I continue on this road of life, there will be dry spots, but be sure to have those areas of refreshment.

At the end of the ridge, the road doubles back with a horseshoe bend. We stop here and rest and enjoy the sight. We look across the Kings with a good view of Spanish Mountain. But no view of the closer Hume Lake. There are trees blocking my view of the Mt Goddard area, so we just have to be content with some of the other snow-covered mountains to the east.

We decided that since it is close to 3:30, which is my turn around time, we will turn around now. Going down has a lot less strain on my muscles. But it is a lot more jarring to my bones. The first part back gives me many stops to take pictures of the flowers, but when we reach the section which is exposed to the sun, I am ready to get down the slope a bit quicker-not fast, just quicker than to lally-gagg around.

Sherri on the trail
But Korra has other ideas than a speedy time to the car. She catches the whiff of something, which turns out to be a deer. She gives chase and runs after it. After a minute or two, Steven calls her back, but she is not responsive. We have not heard a yelp so we think she is OK, but the concern is where is she? After ten minutes she comes back to Steven. I wonder what she would do if she actually caught the deer?

We get in the car and leave at 4:30. I drive us back to Big Stump, passing the WildWood people on the way out. At Big Stump, Sherri calls in the order to Bear Mountain Pizza and then Steven takes over driving. When we get to Bear Mountain, and I am getting out of the car, I hear the shout, Gary! Looking around, there is Brianna from Snapps, our car mechanic’s receptionist. We talked for a few minutes. She warns us that it is an hour wait, but we have ordered ahead, so it is only a ten minute wait.

After being fed, Steven takes us home. Road 13S45 is definitely not a must see. Still it was a good enough walk, particularly with the flowers and seeing Buck Rock. Looking at the roads which connect with it, I think there is a connection to some of the Forest areas behind Park Ridge Lookout where we cannot see. Maybe another day when I have more energy.

 


 


Trail Lesson:

Know where you are going before you get going.

On the road of life, there will be dry spots; that is part of the journey. Appreciate those areas of refreshment.



Background

The actual directions to Bearskin Grove is: Park on paved road 13S02; there’s a pullout just a few yards past road 13S98.

Two old logging roads run through the grove. Road 13S98A climbs through the best part of the grove. The short road is open to vehicles and is in drivable condition, although it’s a little rough. The road climbs past about 10 or 12 massive sequoias, including two especially large giants on the left that have very little taper. A lot of logs are scattered around from the 2022 fuel reduction program. From Redwood Hikes



Extra Photo's
Garlic Meadow


Sequoia in Bearskin Grove

Spanish Mountain on the right





 
Flowers and Plants


Snow Plant

Mountain Misery

Penstomen



Hartweg Lily

Mariposa Lily