Leon Turnbull Photography

Social media is lighting up this week (literally) with images of the FireFalls – aka Horsetail Falls – in Yosemite National Park. Rightly so, I suppose. It is an amazing natural phenomenon that only occurs for a short time every February, and not every year depending on weather conditions and water flow. This year, however, is a special year, all the conditions have been perfect for the FireFalls. But will you see a FireFalls photo from the Waterfall Madman? No! I say no again!

It is not that it is an uninteresting or crappy waterfall to see. Hardly. Two things I will say: Every single image of Horsetail Falls that I have seen (of the thousands that I have seen) is essentially exactly the same. Some are technically much better than others no doubt, depending on the skill of the photographer, but basically every image is the same. I’m not saying that is a bad thing, necessarily. Do you want your own token shot of Horsetail Falls? I would myself, except for one other thing: All the hundreds of photographers that go there every night in February to see it and photograph it. I hate crowds and I have literally no desire to go duel tripods with hundreds of others lining up at the exact same spot to photograph something in the fleeting moments of sunset. Even go take a look on my website of my photo of Bridalveil Falls from Tunnel View. If you look closely you will see it is indeed *not* at Tunnel View, it is at a different spot. That night, while hundreds of photographers were lined up at Tunnel View, I was at a different spot with one other photographer only. The viewpoint is only slightly different than Tunnel View, and I had a much more pleasant time than all those other photographers battling for a prime shooting spot (and no broken bones from fighting them).

So last weekend while all those hundreds of photographers were lined up at Yosemite for the FireFalls freak show, I was out exploring brand new waterfalls on a new creek, which I had all to myself, no other person within miles of me (literally), and the only living thing that came close to me was a river otter (and some birds, and some squirrels, and perhaps some other small microscopic creatures). I guarantee you I had a much better time that day than I would have had at Yosemite. So get out and explore. There is so much to see. If going with the crowds is your thing, then great, there is nothing wrong with that. But if you’re like me and prefer to be alone in the wilderness, then I say Yahoo, let’s go for it. There are so many awesome places to see in God’s creation, and this is just one of them:

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I’ve been trying to get to a certain waterfall for some time now. I still can’t get it right. I thought for sure it would be flowing from all the warm weather we’ve had this week. Yet once again I found it to be just a trickle. Ugh, what to do now?

I tried a different nearby waterfall that I’ve put off exploring until now. And for good reason, it’s not really much of a falls. It’s also way too much trouble to get to.

It is a tough climb up the mountain (which just happens to be named after the best ski hill in the world – Red Mountain). Once I got up near the falls I found a lot of heavy thick brush. I had to crawl my way through it with a steep drop off below me, and over to the creek. To get over to the bottom of the cascade I then had to cross over one branch of the creek. The rocks in the creek were extremely icy and treacherous and there were more dropoffs below. Well I got to the bottom of the cascade without any broken bones, but I did manage to scratch up my leg enough on that crazy brush to make it bleed – I suppose that is appropriate for Red Mountain. The falls is 26 ft high. There is another tier right below it but I could not get down from here. I had to go back across the treacherous creek, then back through that brush and back down stream. From there I could cross the creek but I was too much below the falls, so I had to climb up the bank on the other side where I found a lot of icy snow. It was soft enough and deep enough that I was breaking through it, so basically I had to crawl up the icy snow bank on my hands and knees to the waterfall (going back down on my butt was much more fun however). Unfortunately there was not much of a view of the lower tier anyway. All that effort and it was not much of a reward. Ah well. It was fun to explore.

I have always wanted to visit Canyon Creek Falls when it is at crazy flow. All guns blazing. Off the charts bonkers. Check one off the bucket list now.

On Friday the big Pineapple Express rolled on through northern California, whetting all our appetites (literally). We received 5.6 inches of rain in the Sierra foothills. Unfortunately, the snow levels were really high this time, so that means the snow was melting on top of the rain. That raises the river levels exponentially. On Friday night, the North Fork American River peaked at a whopping 20,000 cubic feet per second (in other words, a lot) – it was under 1000 before the rain started. When I woke up on Saturday, it was still at 19,000 but dropping fast. I scooted on up the hill as fast as allowed by the law, and arrived at the trailhead by sunrise.

It is a fairly easy hike, but there are some steep parts. With the ground saturated and wet, it was very slippery and muddy. I fell one time, getting my clothes thoroughly mud baked. After that, I was extra careful on the steep parts. I did not want to put my back out again. Also, I did not want to slide right off a cliff. That would not be out of the question, if I was not paying attention. I paid attention.

Arriving at the viewpoint … and WOW. This is the absolute best I have ever seen the Big Waterfall, which is 144 ft. high. The view of the North Fork American River was stunning, the river was roaring below me, unnamed waterfalls cascading down every mountain. It is difficult to know exactly what the river level was at because there is a delay from the time it takes for the water to reach the gauge at the North Fork Dam, but I believe it was in the range 16,000 to 18,000 cfs. Last time I was here, it was around 6000 to 7000 cfs, so that means Canyon Creek had about 2 to 3 times the flow as last time. Absolutely amazing. If you have never been to this viewpoint before, you need to add it onto your list too.

So now … what about the rain and snow situation and El Nino? It is the end of January and we are halfway done with winter. After this latest storm we finished January at 122% of average rainfall. The snowpack is 117%of average for Central Sierra, 120% for the North, and 107% of average for the Southern Sierra. Folsom Lake is at 54% capacity (average for this time of year), Shasta is 52% and Oroville is 43% – and these will rise more this week from the rest of the rain runoff. So that is all good, right? Or is it?

Certainly it is good when compared to the last four years. I’m not going to complain. However, everyone is talking about El Nino this and El Nino that, but what are the facts? The fact is we have only had 1 or 2 El Nino storms all this winter. Almost all the storms we have had have come from the Pacific Northwest. Not that it is a bad thing, but southern California has been very dry thus far and I certainly would have expected (and hoped) that by the end of January this super strong El Nino would have had a much bigger impact than it has, and we would have even more rain than we have had up to now. What about February? That nasty old ridge is building in this week, and the long range forecast is indicating that we are going to have a dry February, at least for the first couple of weeks. So even though we are above average for now, by the middle of February we will probably be back below average. They are already talking about releasing water from Folsom reservoir. That would be a huge mistake if they do that now. Bottom line … we need to keep praying for rain and an end to this ugly drought.

I did not get to anything new on this day, but it was a fun day to play in the snow.

Actually, I was hoping to get to one new waterfall but as soon as I arrived I knew it would be impossible. There was too much snow on the ground, the waterfall would be completely covered, but I knew Rattlesnake Creek would be flowing.

There was about 9-10 inches of snow on the ground at Cisco Grove. That was a bit less than expected from the last storm, but still too much to hike in. Unless you have snowshoes, which of course I did, and which of course I used. I trudged through the snow for a half mile, without too much difficulty, but it was tough sledding. After that, I came across snowmobile tracks from the previous day, going up the mountain. That made things a lot easier for me to just walk in the already laid out tracks. How far would they go? Not far enough, apparently. The snowmobiles had turned around about a half mile from the Middle Falls, and so I continued trudging on through the almost but not quite one foot of snow. I arrived at the Middle Falls, and it looked pretty, but how to get up close to it? That was definitely a challenge, but a fun challenge. I got off the main road, and worked my way over to the creek. It was much deeper snow through here, and I had to descend a steep bank, over a few logs, cross a mini creek, over some more logs, not knowing what exactly is under my feet (in other words, am I going to fall through and into the freezing cold and deep creek?), carefully, ever so carefully, and finally I arrived at the base of the Middle Falls. I got out my camera, had to climb over some more logs, this time I could see the huge hole under my feet, but I kept my snowshoes placed carefully on secure logs (I hope they are secure!) in order to not fall through into the freezing creek (and henceforth die), then finally got in front of the falls, I set up my tripod, planting it through the snow and into the creek, while I sat down on a snow covered rock, with my snowshoes still securely planted on the logs. Does that sound like an adventure to you?

Anyhow, all that done, I turned around and did everything in reverse, finally getting back to the main road in one piece. I decided to skip the upper falls, as that would have been a heckuva lot more effort, another four miles of snow hiking. I still had time to get back to the Lower Falls before it got in sun, so that’s what I did, making it down there just in time. With the increased amount of snow, I found it a lot harder to get up close to the Lower Falls, and even had to (literally) climb straight up the lower cascade in the creek, in order to get up to it this time. That was rather hair raising. I also fell through a huge hole climbing down to the creek. As I fell, my mind was racing, wondering just how far I was going to fall through, and if I would ever see the light of day again. I only fell through to my waist and no injuries, but I suppose it could have been worse. I will share that photo later.

The storms we have had this year so far, including these last two big ones, are still not El Nino related. The storms this year so far have been pounding the Pacific NW, and California has just been getting the last remnants of their stuffings. As usual, that always seems to be the case for us. We are still well below average for the year thus far. In an El Nino pattern, the Pacific NW will be dry, and southern California will be hit hard. I am still anxiously waiting for us to get into that El Nino storm pattern, but now it looks like that may not happen until mid January, which is very late for such a strong El Nino. Sigh. I saw one news article saying that El Nino is destroying the Polar Vortex this year. It is true that the Polar Vortex is nowhere to be seen in the east this year, and the east has been very dry thus far, but I am not sure that El Nino has anything to do with it. Nonetheless, for all you easterners, I say too bad so sad. You have had four good years in a row, while we have been suffering in a horrendous drought. It is our turn this year, so deal with it (and hopefully, much more than just one year too). Can I hear an Amen?

This was my favorite of the five waterfalls I found on Grayhorse Creek last weekend. It looks drop dead gorgeous in the snow, and is 66 feet high.

From the lower falls it is a steep and tough climb up the canyon, and the further I gained in elevation the more snow I found. By the time I got to the upper waterfalls, there was quite a lot of snow and ice in the creek, making for some gorgeous scenery. Strangely, I found an old sign on a tree near the upper Falls which said “State game refuge”. It is hard to imagine that anyone had ever been up so far in this remote canyon before, let alone would put a sign up here on a tree. Yet I did see an old Trail up here, following it here and there, so obviously people have been up here before at some point in the distant past, but it is not one that anyone likely knows about these days.

This beauty is not the biggest waterfall on the creek however. Just above this 66 foot falls is a massive waterfall, perhaps 400 feet high, not far off the magnitude of Horsetail Falls. The lower section is easily seen, but it gets very steep very quickly, and viewing this monster is going to be a challenge. It is one that is going to look a lot more impressive in the spring time and I will be back here then for sure, but I am not sure what kind of views I will get of it.

Well it was getting late in the day, the sun was out now, and I had to make my way back down the canyon and then back up to the car. I saw no one, absolutely no one the entire day. Even back at Hell Hole reservoir I saw no one, and no cars on the road either. It was not until I got back on the main highway to Georgetown, and hearing the song that came on, the first words of which Don Henley sings “nobody on the road”. Ironically, immediately after he says those words, I see the first car on the road. If you know which song that is without looking it up, then you are awesome and you get 10,000 points.