Friday, December 23, 2016

California November 2016

Anza Borrego Desert State Park


Anza Borrego is a large park. The state park is over 600,000 acres in size. On the west it is bounded by the Cleveland National Forrest which by itself is over 500,000 acres. To the north you enter endless BLM lands then the San Bernardino National Forest. Most of the area is road less wilderness. To say the least the entire area is enormous.

In the center of Anza Borrego is the town of Borrego Springs. Borrego Springs is a small desert town with only a few thousand residents. The town has the essential stores to provide for the residents, a few small resorts and a handful of gift shops and restaurants. There is a small agricultural operation to the north consisting of mostly citrus trees. The area is low Colorado Desert sitting at about 500 feet elevation. The climate is dry with average temperatures ranging from 69F in the winter to 108F in the summer. It's not uncommon to have July high's of 120F.

Immediately to the west the terrain climbs to about 3000 feet and changes to arid grassland. Pines and oaks populate the higher ground. Horse and cattle ranches dot the area. East of Borrego Springs the land slowly drops to about 300 feet below sea level into the Salton sink. Here you will find the Salton Sea and surrounding agricultural area known as the Imperial Valley. In prehistoric times the Salton Sink was part of the Gulf of California (Sea of Cortez). As the Colorado river deposited silt the area became cut off from the ocean and became a fresh water lake (Lake Cahuilla). Additional siltation and possibly a change in course of the river cut the lake off entirely. With no source of replenishment the lake ultimately dried out. Today as you drive along the eastern side of the Salton Sea you can still see the high water mark where Lake Cahuilla met the mountains.

The present day Salton Sea was created in 1905 through a colossal engineering snafu when a group of enterprising individuals decided to divert a portion of the Colorado river, fifty miles to the east, into the valley for irrigation purposes. They formed a canal to channel water into the area. All was well until the first spring run-off and flood from the mountains. The river overtook the canal gates and changed course into the valley where it flowed entirely for almost two years until it could be stopped and diverted back into Mexico where it empties into the ocean. Today the river is under constant control due to the creation of the Hoover and Glen Canyon dams.

The present day Salton Sea is a repository of the runoff from all agricultural operations in the area. Most of the natural fish have died off due to the increased salinity and fertilizer levels.



For reference see:

http://www.sci.sdsu.edu/salton/AncientLakeCahuilla.html

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Imperial_Valley


Day one

We set up in Palm Canyon campground for the first night. It gave us access to the town to pick up any last minute supplies and also provided a place for us to make our final trail route plans for the trip into Rockhouse Valley.

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Palm Canyon campground is typical open desert. Creosote bush and cactus are but a few of the plants to be found. 
Morning sunrise greets us.





Day two, Harper Flat


Harper flat is named for cattle ranchers, Julius and Amby Harper, brothers. They started their cattle operation in the 1920's tapping into a local spring for water and also building two dams in the canyon to catch and hold rainwater runoff. Their operation only lasted for a few years. 

Long before the Harpers were there early native americans had a flourishing culture in the area. They would typically spend the winter in and around the flat and then move to the higher ground, today's Cleveland National Forrest for the summer months. Remnants of their village can be found throughout the flat. Morteros can be found in many of the larger rocks. 

Whenever I am in Anza Borrego I make it a point to visit this area. It is relatively easy to get to yet few people go there. A short, 5 mile drive up Pinyon Wash, takes you to a large tumble-down jamb of rocks. From there a one mile hike through the canyon takes you to the flat. I have yet to meet another party here. On most trips I am alone but this time I was able to show my sons the area. I've hiked to the other side, exploring the area. Someday I'd like to camp there.

In 2009 16 year-old Micky Guidry vanished somewhere here. I always spend a moment in silence and thought.


Looking southeast across the flat. We hiked about half way across.

The northwest corner of the flat contains the remains of an early american village. Morteros can be found in many of the large rocks. They typically were used to grind seeds and other materials to make  food. Hammer and grinding stones can be found.


This rock is almost twenty feet long. I counted fifteen morteros in it. 





A wide stone in a shallow depressions would be used to grind seeds. 

A large stick would be used to pound seeds in deep holes. This one is six inches deep. I can't guess how long it took to grind it that deep.


Look close and pottery shards can be found on the ground. Pots were made from local clay and used for storage. 



Hiking across the flat we came to a group of Agave which had bloomed earlier in the year. The flowers have now passed and the seeds are broadcast. This particular one is taller than any I have ever seen before.


The leaves are stout as wood and are each tipped with a needle point. Not something to stumble into.



Rock house Valley

Days 3, 4 & 5

This trek started in 2007 when my son Michael and I came to Anza Borrego to find old rock houses reported to be in Rockhouse Valley. From what we had read there were three houses in the lower part of the valley. It was reported that there were also rock houses in the upper part of the valley. Mike and I did the hike that year. We did find the lower houses and camped there for the night. Day two took us straight across the valley in the direction of where we thought the upper houses would be. We never found them, having to cut our trip short due to rain. 

Rockhouse Valley is very remote. It is located in BLM land north of Anza Borrego state park. In order to get there you have to drive 9 1/2 miles through rough open desert to the junction of Butler and Rockhouse canyons. From there you have to hike another 8 1/2 miles up Rockhouse canyon just to get to the lower houses. It is impossible to get into the valley by motor vehicle. There is no water, no cell service. You need to carry everything just to stay alive. 

In the spring of 2008 we tried the hike this time with both Michael and Eric. We again made it to the lower houses and spent the night. The weather that night was brutal and in the morning we chose to exit the valley thus failing on our second attempt.

In the spring of 2016 Michael and I again attempted the hike. He was stationed in California on special assignment for the U.S. Army and was due to transfer back east at the end of the year. While he was still in California we decided to make one more attempt at the rock houses. We did the hike in April making it to the lower houses with good time to spare and had planned to continue on to the upper houses the same day. While taking a lunch break at the lower houses we were greeted with machine gun fire. As best we could tell the shooting was coming from the main wash about a mile further up the valley, the route we needed to take. We weren't being shot at but not knowing who was doing the shooting we reluctantly decided it would be best not to get any closer so we left. (While we had lunch Michael was able to identify three different types of machine guns being used. Whoever it was, was also detonating some kind of explosive devices. We were astounded at what we were hearing. The people shooting were emptying full magazines each time they shot. Michael estimated 800 rounds while we were there. On our way into the valley we did notice two small private helicopters circling the valley. We decided that they must have landed on the western side. That was how the guns were brought in.) 

We made one final attempt in November or 2016 with both Eric and Michael. This post is about that trip. We did succeed in finding the upper houses, spending three days in the wilderness. For the trip we needed to bring three days supply of food and water plus extra clothing and sleeping gear. We hiked a total of 26 miles with an elevation gain & loss of 3000 feet. Mike's expertise in navigation got us to the upper houses. Eric's knowledge of the outdoors and human endurance kept us on the pace we needed to be sure we didn't run out of water. I had dreamt about making this hike for ten years. It would not have been possible without them.

The common way to hike into Rockhouse valley is to simply follow the wash through Rockhouse canyon. It's mostly soft sand and gravel with large rocks and boulders spread throughout the wash. In a few places you need to do some climbing to get over dry falls.

Bringing up the rear. We followed the main wash into the valley, a constant but gentle climb. The elevation where we left the car is about 1200 feet. The lower rock houses are at 3000 feet. Eric is a strong hiker and would easily outpace me. Mike hung back to keep me company.


Stopping to look at cat tracks. It is probably a female. There was one adult track and one or more young. We came across these in the wash before we reached the lower rock houses. We guessed that they were about week old. The mud was dry the day we hiked but it had rained within the past week. We followed the tracks for several miles as we continued up the wash.

The afternoon was gaining on us by the time we reached the lower houses. We needed to make more progress towards the upper houses so we continued up the main wash. In about another mile we decided it was time to look for a place to camp for the night. We found a very inviting small side wash with open ground but seeing fresh cat tracks and a well used run we decided to move on. We would be sleeping on the open ground and didn't want to chance an encounter during the night. A little further we came upon a small knoll just on the south side of the main wash. This would make a good place to camp. Camping in the wash itself is not a good idea. The wash is a "natural line of drift" meaning that everything moves in it: winds, rainwater and animals. 



First nights camp. We set up camp, had dinner then relaxed around a campfire. The night was calm and clear. Every now and then a breeze would drift through. I was surprised that a few mosquitoes visited us during the night. The remoteness and complete darkness showed more stars than I have ever seen. I counted a dozen or more shooting stars before I drifted off to sleep. 

























This is a Google Earth image showing the first day's route. We've hiked about ten miles. The starting location is where we left the car, the junction of Butler and Rockhouse Canyons. Our route took us up Rockhouse Canyon. Butler Canyon is to the west and drains Jackass Flat and the surrounding area. About a year ago Michael and I hiked the trail up to Hidden Spring. From there we followed a well worn trail 200 feet up to Jackass Flat. Exploring the area shows the remnants of a native village. Continuing the hike west across the flat takes you to the start of Butler Canyon and then following the canyon down back to where you started. 



Day two, greeting the morning. We've had breakfast and are packing for the day's hike. 


Eric with the valley to the east. 

Our plan was to continue up the main wash to the junction of Nicholias canyon and then follow it to just below the upper houses. According to the maps we knew that at some point we would have to leave Nicholias and climb to reach the ruins, higher out of the canyon.



The junction to Nicholias Canyon. We found that there were several dry falls to get up at the beginning. From there on Nicholias was mostly an easy hike. We are now at 3700 feet. The upper ruins are reported to be at 5000 feet.


Looking back down from Nicholias. Eric has climbed some of it with Michael starting next. 






















Part way up Nicholias we found the remains of a bighorn sheep. They are one of the main sources of food for the mountain lions.


















Even though it's fall, you occasionally find flowers. Spring it the time to really find flowers.




















Desert Holly.





Part way up Nicholias canyon. Taking a break to check the maps.












Many of the notes about the route to the upper ruins direct you to follow Nicholias canyon through a turn to the northeast and then climb east the last 200 feet out of the canyon up to the ruins. We found the trail increasingly blocked by vegetation making the hike difficult. For awhile we hiked higher along the canyon but still had difficulty. At some point we made the choice to leave Nicholias altogether and hiked straight up and over the ridge, a climb of 500 feet. 


The route showing our hike up to the ridge. 




































From this vantage looking south you can see Nicholias canyon as it snakes down to the main wash. The main wash drains the surrounding area from west to east. Alder canyon is to the west, out of sight.















We are standing on the ridge overlooking the upper ruins. Time for a photograph.



Looking southeast. Rockhouse valley can be seen in the distance. The entrance to Rockhouse canyon can be seen at the far side of the valley. It drains the entire area into Clark Dry Lake, the white area far in the distance. The lower rock houses are just inside the valley from where Rockhouse canyon starts.

















Eric and Mike taking a break at the upper ruins.
















Yours truly resting at the upper ruins. We would have liked to spend the night here but doing so would have delayed our trip back to the car. We didn't have enough water for the extra time so after resting for an hour we started our hike back to the lower houses. Our plan was to spend the last night there and then make an easy hike back to the car in the morning. We are at 5000 feet now. It's down hill from here.













A short distance east of the upper ruins is a grove of cottonwood trees.  This would be a great location to camp.

































The route on day 2. From the first night's camp we hiked to the upper rock house ruins then east down to the lower houses to where we would spend the second night. The trip back was more direct and may be an easier hike on the way up than Nicholias Canyon was. That will have to be tried next time. Also shown on the map is the reported site of the Santa Rosa Indian ruins, something we want to explore at a later date.





The morning of day 3. Lower rock houses. Having coffee and breakfast before we hike out. 




One of the lower rock houses. The upper ruins are across the valley, part way up the the mountains.













Most of the time I spend in Anza Borrego I am alone. I don't usually limit my hikes because of this but the hike into Rockhouse Valley is one of the exceptions. When hiking here you are entirely on your own. The absence of any cellular service means that if trouble arises it's up to you to get out of it. In addition, with no source of water other than what you carry, the time you can expend to get out of trouble is severely limited. After spending years exploring Anza Borrego solo my son Michael convinced me to carry a personal locator beacon. I now carry it whenever I hike.




Sunday, December 4, 2016

New Mexico vacation, 2016

My trip to New Mexico was to see both the Santa Fe Indian Market and to explore some of the lands to the west. Part of my vacation would also be a trip to the Ruedi Reservoir in Colorado to visit a dear friend. 



Early morning at the Santa Fe Indian Market. The streets are mostly empty. By mid day they will be packed.

The city of Santa Fe hosts the market and closes off the center of the city for the event. For three days in the third week of August the center of the city becomes a walking display of native american arts.

See https://www.swaia.org








Looking at shops. 
Each vendor must be a member of a federally recognized tribe and must display their tribe identification at their booth. There are about 900 booths. 

The artists are all very friendly and will discuss their crafts,
how they are made, history of the culture and more.
This artist had made ceramic figurines, all hand painted using paints made from local plants and minerals.

Exquisite pottery with very fine detail. The potters use clays and other earths collected locally. Many of the potters brought along samples of the (dry) clays showing the form they were collected in and how they would process them for use. They would also show samples of the glazes collected. 










These are pit fired pots and show colors from the firing. 

Hand painted masks.

















































Stopping at an artisan selling stamps. 
The House of Stamps has been making stamps for silversmith artists for generations. Their raw materials are old files, engine valve stems and even rebar. I bought several stamps. 

See them at     http://www.thehouseofstamps.com








This is a Zuni traditional carver, Jimmy Yawakia. 


The Zuni are known for their carved fetishes. 








The fetish I purchased is titled "Hunting Bear with Offerings" The stone is Wild Horse with Jet, Coral and Turquoise.
















One of the highpoints of the market is the fashion show held Saturday afternoon. 2016 was the third time the fashion show was held. It is a major event of the show and each year a larger venue must be found to accommodate the ever growing crowds who stop by to view it. There were five designers this year, each showed several designs, their own theme.








I left Santa Fe on Sunday morning and headed to Colorado, my destination was the Ruedi Reservoir. The Ruedi Reservoir is on the West Slope of the Continental Divide on the Fryingpan River. It sits about 15 miles upstream of the town of Basalt, Colorado, near Aspen. 



On the way I stopped to see the Cumbres & Toltec railroad starting on a run. 


















Taking a break I stopped to photograph the Arkansas river. Colorado has many fine trout streams.












My route to Ruedi took me over Independence Pass, going east to west. It's 12,095 feet in elevation. I stopped to hike some and take photographs.















While in Colorado we stopped for dinner one night in the town of Marble, known for a marble mine. We had dinner at Slow Groovin BBQ. Dinner was great with great people.

See   http://www.slowgroovinbbq.com/#eat-together








From Colorado my next stop was the Bisti / De-Na-Zin wilderness in New Mexico. The area is desolate, 45,000 acres in size and managed by the Bureau of Land Management. It contains steeply eroded badlands which form hoodoos. Translated from the Navajo word Bistahí, Bisti means "among the adobe formations." De-Na-Zin takes its name from the Navajo words for "cranes." I camped here and hiked the area.

See     https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bisti/De-Na-Zin_Wilderness



The area is known for the multitude of Hoodoos, all carved by the weather over millennia. 


The hoodoos are all different. Some are single, others are in groups. 


Walking through the area shows a varying geological landscape. This photo shows the remains of coal along with the (orange) clinkers left behind from a prehistoric fire.  


Petrified wood can be found throughout the area. Some places contain entire petrified trees.

This collection of petrified logs was about 40 feet long. 

At first it appears that the tree is rotting but closer inspection shows that it is petrified. 

You could even count the rings. 


New Mexico is open rangeland. Most of the land is fenced to keep cattle from wandering into the roads. When you leave the main roads to enter any of the side lands you drive across 'cattle stops' which serve to keep cattle from wandering out of the grazing area. 


All of the roads are numbered in this fashion. When traveling here I always make note of the numbers. Many of the smart phone apps have the roads numbered incorrectly. I learned this the hard way on my first trip to this part of New Mexico. 



East Grants Ridge. The area contains an old pumice mine, seen along the ridge. Cattle can be seen in the valley. I hiked here.