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So I had a great old big epic hike planned this past weekend, but I slept like crap, the animals kept me awake most of the night, and my back started hurting again that night for no particular reason at all. I decided to sleep in a bit longer and do a much easier hike: Stony Creek.

The rain had stopped and the sun was trying to come out. This was unexpected. I expected more rain. As I drove up the road, I drove past a sign saying “Road Closed”. I couldn’t figure out why that sign was there anyway. The road is paved and not gated, it might make sense if the road was not paved. Anyway I figured it must be fine to continue on the road as it must be there because of snow, but the snow had all melted now, so therefore it was perfectly acceptable to keep driving, and besides, many other cars had already gone up the road in previous days. I made it almost all the way to the trailhead before I hit a big old snow patch. I parked along the side of the road and hiked.

It was 4 miles one way, but mostly easy going, not much elevation gain/loss on this hike. At the high point of the hike, I came along quite a bit of snow to trudge through, but fortunately it was hard packed and I did not sink in. Continuing on, I soon lost the snow as I started to descend into the canyon. After four miles of hiking I was close to the creek, I just had to get off the road and go straight down. This part was a bit hair raising.

The ground was thoroughly saturated, and not to mention I was hiking through the fire area, so all this made it very dicey to descend the steep hill. The ground was incredibly slick. I slipped once. I slipped twice. I slipped a third time right into a big huge hole. I could have easily broke my leg in that hole, but thankfully there was no damage. After that, I was a lot more careful. Indeed, I took one step at a time, making sure each foothold was secure. It was getting much steeper as I got closer to the creek and waterfall now. I certainly would not want to slip right off a cliff. It wasn’t cliffy actually, but it was steep for sure. I still could have had quite a big spill if I slipped, but I was done with slipping. I made it down to the falls.

I thought this waterfall was incredibly pretty, a 60 ft. high waterfall in two tiers. It was hard to see the upper tier, but the lower tier was pretty just by itself. The sun was really trying to come out now, but never quite made it, and I was able to take some nice shots of the falls before hiking back up the mountain. Then the rain started up again.

I picked up a lot of trash on the hike back up. I couldn’t believe the amount of beer cans I found, some of which were clearly burned in the fire a couple years ago, but some other ones were much newer. So annoying. I also found something very strange. Someone had left their weed in a container that was shaped like a moose, or a pig, or a pig-moose. I have seen a lot of stuff and trash left on the trails, but this is a first. People don’t usually just throw out their pot on the side of the road.

I got back to the car, and started driving home. I came back to that ‘road closed’ sign (remember that?), and there I saw a ranger driving up the road. Clearly he must have seen that I was on the wrong side of that sign, and I wondered if he was going to stop me, but he did not. I wonder, though, if I had finished my hike about an hour or so later, if he would have ticketed my car for parking in the forbidden zone. He clearly was very ticket happy today, that is for sure. Why would I say such a thing? Well, I drove back down the hill and wanted to check out Bassi Falls, to see if the road was open yet. It was not open, which I do not understand, because their website says it is open now. But there were some cars parked along the road, one of which was parked right in front of the gate. And guess what? He had a ticket from the ranger in his window. Poor guy shouldn’t have parked in front of the gate, I guess, even though there were no signs and it was obvious no one would be opening said gate. I’m just glad I got off the mountain before he got to my car. Heh heh. And what if he had searched my car and saw that weed? Oh my oh my. LOL.

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No early morning hiking this past weekend. My daughter had a skating event which I had to go to. But afterwards … I wanted to drive up Foresthill Rd as far as I could go. Where would I end up? (besides in the ditch or off a cliff).

Well … the results are in … I know you all want to know … I made it just past Beacroft, not quite to Ford Pt. There was surprisingly not all that much snow up there, I was expecting a lot more and not be able to drive even that far. In a week or two you could probably drive up to and past Ford Pt, but for now there was a big snow patch. I parked there and got ready to hike, and as I was doing so, a couple separate cars came up and continued to drive through the first snow patch. Both of them very nearly got stuck. I was certain I was going to need to help push them out of their stupidity. Both of them made it through, however, then realized they had to turn around anyway because there was a second much more substantial snow patch immediately following. I left them to their amusements, and climbed up the steep hill through the snow to Ford Pt and to infinity and beyond.

From my car it would be a 6.5 mile hike ONE WAY. The elevation would be substantial, a lot of up and down hiking, up 500 ft., down 500 ft., up 300 ft., down 300 ft., up 12,000 ft., down 12,000 ft., you get the picture. All in all, it would be about 2600 ft. in total. I would not be getting back to the car before dark. I know physically I can do a 13 mile hike, but mentally not so much. I kept telling myself to turn back, I do not really want to do this, no keep going to the next junction, it’s not far, no this is utterly ridiculous, I will be attacked by mountain lions when I return in the dark. Well, my inner motivator won out and I kept going … onwards and upwards.

There was not a lot of snow, as I said, but there were many snow patches along the way, and a few of them were over 3 ft. deep, which I had to walk through. Without snowshoes. Fortunately, the snow was packed enough that I did not sink in. Otherwise, I might still be buried out there somewhere. I found an odd little bike beside the road at one point, against a tree, and beside it what seemed like a makeshift campsite, mostly just a tarp strewn over a bunch of camp items. Basically, just garbage left there, and far too much to pick up on my way back. It had obviously been there a while. But it made me wonder what happened to the biker? It was just a small little one gear bike but it seemed perfectly good. Why leave it there? Most likely he was eaten by a bear while he was sleeping there because he did not secure his food properly. That’s my working theory.

I arrived down at the bottom of the canyon a little after 5PM. I was expecting a waterfall twice as big, but I found just a small 26 ft. high falls. That is a heckuva long hike for such a small waterfall. Up to this point the hike was fairly easy, but the last section down to the creek was very cliffy and very brushy. I could not find a way down to the bottom. I searched around frantically, I had no time to waste now, and finally found a view of the upper most portion of the falls (20 ft.), from a rock which had steep dropoffs all around, but I got out to it carefully, setup my tripod, took my photos, then got the heck out of there.

As I said, I had no time to waste. It was now 5:40PM. I did not want to leave any later than this to hike back. I was tired but I booted it back up the mountain, only stopping for a couple short breaks along the way. The final 500 ft. climb back up to Ford Pt was in the dark, but I saw no critters, and I got back to the car at 8:10PM, about 30 minutes after dark.

This was the longest hike of the season so far, and I forgot one important thing about these hikes. It takes two days for me to recover from them. Getting to sleep that night was difficult because of my achy bones, and I had to get up early in the morning to play drums at church. Not just one service but two services. I was dead tired. There was no way I could stay awake for the second service. Fortunately, I was saved by my son’s Sunday school teacher. She always (or often) brings donuts for the kids, and had some extras today. Whew, that was the only thing that got me through that second service. Nonetheless, when I got back home I was beat and took a long nap in the afternoon. Sweet, however I was still tired at work on Monday, and next weekend I need to do it all over again. Ha!

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I lied to you. So sorry about that. Really. I said that I was not going back to Moore Creek again until spring at the earliest. Well I went back this weekend. I am nuts about this Creek this year for some reason. Go figure. Technically, as of this weekend it is officially spring now, so it is not really a lie. To me, though, spring is April and May, not March, and that is what I had meant. Anyway, I went back. And I found not one, but two more waterfalls on this crazy awesome creek. It was crazy awesome difficult to get there, however.

It is well over a 2000 foot climb in elevation from the trailhead. Wow. For the most part, it is OK because you are hiking on a road or  trail. It’s that last bit though that is killer. I had to scramble up the mountain side along the creek; it was not cliffy but it sure was steep. There was no snow and I really had expected to need my snowshoes for this hike. There was snow last time I was here, and we just had two huge storms, but it is all melted now. It is difficult to know when you are 2000 ft below your destination if you are going to need snowshoes, but I did not take them on the hike. Good decision. My back thanked me. Anyway, I found this 28 foot high waterfall. It was too difficult to photograph from below, due to all the trees and brush so I found a spot to photograph it from the side. Even though I was physically beat, I then climbed to the top of the falls and continued upstream another half-mile. I will never be back here again so I had to finish exploring this creek, and now I can say I am officially done with Moore Creek. I found another 20 foot high Falls upstream, and that one was almost identical in appearance to the first one, just a tad smaller. It also had too many trees and brush at the bottom and I had to photograph it from the side as well. So these waterfalls were not super awesome big ones, and it was way too hard to get to them, but I was definitely happy to have found them. It was much easier going back down the mountain but nonetheless I was dead tired when I got back to the car. I dunked myself in the freezing creek at the bottom to cool off. Refreshing!   It was another great day on Moore Creek. 

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Rain rain on my face. It hasn’t stopped raining for days. My world is a flood. Slowly I become one with the mud. (Jars of Clay)

What a crazy, difficult, and fun adventure! It was well worth it to find this gem. I will have to  say this is my find of the year thus far, a magnificent 100 ft. high waterfall. Yet another new discovery from waterfallswest.com. You are welcome. You gotta come see this beauty.

It was the beginning of the end in northern California this weekend. Well, more to say, the beginning of a huge storm to get March rolling on the right foot. We picked up 6 inches of rain in the foothills so far this weekend, with another big storm today. Certain areas of the state had up to 10 inches already. We could get up to 20 inches of rain by the end of next weekend. That would be incredible if it comes to pass, but at least we should have a good chunk over 10 inches.

The snow levels were high to start with on Saturday, so that means the creeks are overflowing with rain and snow melt. I headed up to higher elevations on Ice House Rd, hoping to find some amazing waterfalls. I found one.

I woke up to a bit of a break in the weather Saturday morning, which made hiking a lot more pleasant. The rain would be starting up again though, by 10am or so, and in the afternoon, there was supposed to be crazy big winds, and the snow would be starting. I wanted to be off the mountain before that happened. I thought I should have lots of time, this should be an easy hike. Have you heard that one before?

I was able to drive up the road a bit further than I expected, but finally hit a snow wall. Walk from here. I did not need my snowshoes at first, but figured I would need them later, so I carried them along the way. They are heavy for my aching back, so essentially I carried them in my hand the entire distance. So my back was ok, but my arms were sore by the end of it! I did use them though, so it’s a good thing I did that.

After about a mile, I had to get off the main road and follow another road through a campground area and continue following the road up stream. This is when things got difficult. As I said, it should have been an easy hike. However … the snow was all melting from the warm weather and rain, there had been a couple inches of rain so far, and all the unnamed side creeks were going nuts. There was literally a river running down the middle of the road. Not kidding. I had to cross numerous side streams, and some of them were quite difficult to cross without getting wet feet. In other words, I got wet feet. (trying to cross a stream on a slippery, flimsy log is not a good idea). And if that was not enough, the whole area was a swamp fest! Trying to negotiate around all the flooded area was a nightmare. It took a lot longer to get up to the falls than I expected.

By the time I finally got up there, the rain was just starting up again. I just barely had time to take some photos. Unfortunately, I could not measure this beast because the battery died in my laser range finder, but it is about 100 ft. high. There is an upper section and a lower section as well. Absolutely magnificent. The hike back was wet, needless to say, and by the time I got back to the car I was soaked through and through, and cold, and hungry.

I had initially entertained the idea of going to Bassi Falls after this hike. That creek was very very full when I passed by it. It would be awesome, but it is much harder to hike Bassi Falls in the winter than the summer, and I was just dead tired after the first hike. Plus, I did not have any dry jacket and it was raining pretty good by the time I got back down there. Ah well. I had a fabulous day on Ice House.

http://waterfallswest.com/waterfall.php?id=rocky-basin-creek-falls-658

 

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Nice little roadside waterfall here, a very pretty one, 48 ft. high. Normally this creek is dry when I drive by here, but this time it was flowing rather nice. I wish I had more time to explore because I think there could be other falls on this creek, but I had to get out to a different hike. No time to waste.

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