Monday, May 21, 2012

Day 68 - Piper Down

Parks are in high demand during the entire winter in Phoenix.  I was lucky enough to find and opening at Lost Dutchman State Park, in the suburb of Apache Juction, for three nights.  Last year they closed down almost half of the park (under much controversy) to retrofit the RV sites with water & power hookups.  Opponents argued that the cost was too high, and recouping the costs would take far too long.  The park was also losing money (though not much), and was in danger of closing completely.  Fundraisers and private donations saved the park, and the retrofit was approved.

Not all sites are complete, which could have been my lucky break.  I snagged the last site open for the days I wanted, and it was one with no services.  Not a big deal, I was able to fill up the trailer with fresh water on the way in, and had the new generator to provide power.  I have little doubt that the entire park would be booked solid if all sites had water & power.

One of the reasons it's so popular.
This is the view from the hiking trail just outside of the campsite.

During the day I had to try out the new throttle cable, so I cruised around town a bit.  I think everyone in Phoenix has a car and drives it all day long.  The traffic was ridiculous.  Checked out some of the locations I'd be heading to in the following days (laundromat, airport), had lunch, and browsed a couple of RV shops for accessories.

Arrived back at the trailer around 4:30 and figured that would be it for the day.  Had a light snack and started looking at the hiking trails.  Hmm, the "Siphon Draw" trail is listed as four miles round trip and about four hours to complete.  A further 0.9 miles (1.8hrs round trip) is a peak called The Flatiron, at 4650 ft.  It was now 5:15.  Last decent light is about 8:15 and full darkness just past 8:30.  Challenge accepted!

I threw a few things in a small backpack and started my hike at 5:25pm - three hours to complete an almost 6hr hike.  As I started up the trail, I started to see fellow hikers about a mile or so up the trail.  They were all coming down, not going up.  I did pass a single hiker about 10minutes in.  No way he was making it to the top tonight. 

After a lengthy approach, the trail starts to ramp up, and descending more hikers appear.  The overt ruggedness of the mountains also begins to show.


About 35 minutes in, a unique feature appears.  It's a smooth rock valley (not quite like the slickrock of Moab)...and it's steep.  Fortunately, it's also very grippy.  I easily walk straight up the smooth wall of rock.  From this point forward, the trail is not well defined. You just make your way up an obvious valley.
Just above this is more smooth rock, but this time with "marbles".  A few layers of small rocks & pebbles coat the "trail".  I stop and watch a group of five struggle their way down the slippery slope.  Two of them descend on their bums.  Not a technique I'd recommend.  Ascending is not difficult, and I quickly slip past the trouble just before a another group is about to tackle it.

View down the trail towards Phoenix

 45 minute in, I reach the end of the Siphon Trail (unmarked, just going by distance and it's an obvious plateau) and the start of the ascent to The Flatiron (also unmarked).  The trail from here is not recommended for anyone but advanced hikers.  Two groups of hikers are here and I confirm the correct direction with one of them.  I also ask how long to the top, the response is a snarky "about a half hour [laughter].  That's my standard response where ever I am [more cackles].  It's likely about two hours from here."  I feel a bit dejected, as I figured it would only be 15 minutes further.  They also mention the distance to the black coloured spire (centre/top of the picture below.  It's only about an hour.  Either way, better get moving.

Looking towards the Flatiron
 from the top of the Siphon Trail

The trail was steep before.  Now it got near vertical.  You had to work your way over & around rock outcroppings and traverse a couple of narrow ledges.  Progress was slow and difficult.  I pass a couple more groups, neither can believe someone is still on their way up.  I can't believe others that are this high up this late.  None look like they have proper footwear or clothing.  Just a bunch of tourists on a stroll.  That's fine for the early hours.  Not OK when you're pressed for daylight.

I continue picking my way up the trail and eventually come to a feature I called the Hillary Step.  The real Hillary Step is a 40' rock face near the top of Mount Everest.  It is the most technical part of the Everest ascent on the South Col route (most popular and arguably easiest route).

The obstacle I had in front of me was a vertical rock face about 15 feet high.  I'm guessing many people turn around at this point.  If I wasn't a rock climber, I may have as well.  I scout a decent line, and scurry to the top.  Not difficult, but would be intimidating for a non-climber.


 Just above the crux of the trail, you reach the end of the ravine, and the world opens up.

View down the trail looking towards Phoenix
 A little higher and to the right of the above picture is a nice lookout spot.  It's now 6:45, 90 minutes since I started off.  I decide that this will be the end of my hike.  No sense on pushing forward and eliminating my buffer time for returning to the campsite before dark.  Just not worth the risk.

I take have my snack, down a bottle of water, and snap a few pictures.

Once again, looking West towards Phx
 Couldn't decide which of these two I liked better
... so I included both

The sun is making a dash for the Pacific

Got close to the black spire, but not quite to it

Why is the spire black when nothing around it is?  Sad story.  About four months prior, on the eve of Thanksgiving, a plane carrying three men and three children took off from a nearby airport.  The pilot either did not know how high these mountains were, or misjudged his location.  The plane crashed into this spire, killing everyone aboard.  Just after the crash, a fuel tank exploded, setting everything around it on fire.  You can read the full story here.  Picture of the same model of plane is here.

Time to get back down.  I make good time, and reach that solo hiker I had passed at the bottom about 20 minutes into my descent.  I tell him how far the top is and that he should think about turning around unless he has a light.  The ascent would likely take him at least 40 minutes, and the time was already 7:10.  He stopped to think about it while I carried on down.

I continue to pass groups of hikers also descending.  The can't believe I've been to the top and back so quickly.  I can't believe they're going so slow at such a late hour.  Most of them will be finishing their hike in the dark for sure.

Near the bottom now I stop to take a few pictures in the waning light.

Campsite just right & above the short spire
in the middle of the picture 
 Almost back.  I can't remember the final flat
 section being so long.
 A final look back up
 Well, maybe one more
Why panos are better

I reach the bottom at 8:00, 2hrs 35min after I had started.  Mission not completely accomplished, but close enough.  Time for a dinner and a well deserved beer.  Maybe two.


Profile of the hike.  Yep, it's a steep one.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Day 67 - Literally, the "Big House"

Destination Phoenix.  Travel day was a Saturday, and I wanted to pick up that throttle cable before Monday.  Of course, the Honda dealer is closed Sundays.  Planned my departure time to allow for at least two hours of flex time.  That meant leaving before 9:00am.  Not a big deal, since I loaded up the truck the night before, and everything that could be ready the night before was ready.

If you're looking at a map, you might say "hey, Phoenix is only 90 minutes away, what's the rush?"  Well, I wanted to check-in to the new campsite and set everything up before going to the downtown Honda shop.  Not much room there for a travel trailer.  Plus, I had a stop to make.

About half-way between Picacho and Phoenix is a small town called Casa Grande, and within it, the Casa Grande Ruins National Monument.  When in Rome right?  The entrance fee is only $5, and there is ample parking for RVs.  There would be more RV parking if it wasn't for the SUV driving knobs that parked RV spots.

I've added pictures of some of the interpretive signs to give you a better understanding of the site.  Hope you enjoy them.

The Casa Grande (Spanish for "Big House") is the main adobe structure on site that bears it's name.  It was constructed around the 13th century of caliche by the Hohokam people (you may recall them from a previous blog entry), and originally consisted of four floors.  Two adjoining wings were each three stories high.  In 1903 a shelter was built for the Big House to protect it from the elements.  This shelter was replaced in 1932 and remains to this day.

The Casa Grande
 The remains of smaller houses fill-in the bulk of the main site

  A note on vandalism
 Picture taken from near the same location as above
 Close-up
 Rear of the Casa Grande

Like all ancient relics,
we assume there is a connection with the stars
 Just inside the rear (West) door
 The North side
 From the South
Some details on it's construction
 
More remains of the smaller houses
South of the Casa Grande
 Map of the greater area.
All pictures were taken within the Casa Grande compound.

 The ball court (common structure in Arizona)
lies just outside the Casa Grande compound.
 Not as grand as it once was

Off to Phoenix.  The drive went smoothly, not very much traffic.  Checked into the campsite, and unloaded the trailer.  I kept the moto on the truck to make sure the new throttle cable matched.  It did.  Got to the Honda shop in plenty of time.  Took the opportunity to enquire about two other parts.  Price was good, so I ordered them to be shipped to my next destination (stay tuned).

Throttle cable was installed in under 10 minutes.  Fit perfectly.  I had my motorcycle back again :))

Friday, May 18, 2012

Day 65-66 - The Picacho Part 2

I check out of Patagonia Lake and head back to Tucson.  Just planning on passing through this time though, need to move on to Phoenix.  I hadn't yet found a campsite there yet though, so I stopped at a rest area south of Tucson for lunch and to search for a site.

Couldn't find much, and nothing for 5 days straight.  I wasn't really interested in moving sites once I got there, so I settled on a campground for the last three days.  I'd stay at Picacho Peak State Park again for the next two nights, and take the time to make some repairs.  I also had to pick up a new generator - Harbor Freight to the rescue.  Stopped there and Costco to re-supply on the way out of town.

Arrived at Picacho late afternoon and set-up camp quickly.  It was nice to have mobile phone coverage at my campsite again.  Didn't have that since Kartchner, and that wasn't great coverage.

Climbed the peak again on day 66, got the new generator up and running, and 'made' a new bolt for the moto seat.  Not sure how the old one got away.

Started with the one on the right, the left is the end product.  Needed to cut it down, and extend the threads.  The holes in the steps for the trailer made an excellent 'vice'.

One more sleep, then off to Phx.