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I went up towards Donner Summit after work on Friday. I had initially intended to go all the way to Donner Summit, but I realized I did not have enough time to do the hike I wanted, so instead I stopped off at the South Yuba River at Lang Crossing. A friend had informed me about a waterfall in this area and I had to check it out.

The thing is I was not sure exactly where it was or how far of a hike it was. I was thinking it could not have been more than 2 miles, though, so off I went. At least I was sure I was on the correct trail, and it was pretty easy going. After only 1 mile of hiking I came to the waterfall. This is a man made waterfall, created by the dam at Lake Spaulding, which forms the start of the South Yuba River below Lake Spaulding. Even though it is man made, it is still quite a spectacular waterfall, dropping 278 ft. from the lake down into the bottom of the river bed. With the huge snowpack this year, PG&E are letting out a lot of water on the South Yuba, and although the view of the falls is from across the river, it is still quite an amazing sight. It would have been possible to get up closer to this one, but rather on the dangerous side as there are two upstream dams from here. To get down in the river bed for a closer view would be slightly foolish, and deadly if water was released all of a sudden from one of those dams. I did not have much time before dark to get any closer anyway. I did, however, almost lose my tripod. I took my eyes off it for a second, thinking it was stable, but it toppled over, stopping just before it went over the cliff. Geesh, that was a close one. Meanwhile, the mosquitoes were also in a frenzy here. I had to put on two doses of skeeter juice, and only that stopped them from biting me, but not from continuing to buzz around me while I took my photos.

This shot was taken zoomed in with my 100-400 lens. So although the waterfall does not look 300 ft. high from this photo, I assure you that it is. It is an easy hike to get here, and definitely worth going to see.

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On Canada Day, July 1, I took the day off work (an extra long July 4 weekend), and went back out to New York Canyon in the afternoon. This time hiking in from Sailor Flat, I was determined, and made it all the way down to my favorite waterfall, New York Canyon Falls, a most spectacular 462 ft. high free fall.

There was still lots of snow at Sailor Flat. Placer County had plowed all the way to Sailor Flat and then no further. I thought for sure they would have at least plowed to Robinson Flat. Why stop at Sailor Flat? It makes no sense, but I am not complaining. With the incredible snow fall this year, there is a good chance that snow could remain on the road all summer long. It seems almost impossible, but true. There was about 3 or 4 feet of snow at Sailor Flat as I started walking down the road. It did not last long as I shortly descended past the snow onto the dirt road, now with small lingering snow patches. All this snow was melting directly into New York Canyon Creek. That was a good sign.

After about a mile of hiking and a 600 ft. descent (of which I would have to ascend later that evening), I exited off from the road onto Macklin Ridge. It would be another 1300 ft. elevation loss down to the big waterfall from here. Macklin Ridge is a secret route that my friend Rob Macklin and I discovered last year, so I was slightly surprised when I saw distinct footprints descending the ridge ahead of me. Obviously someone had been down here in the past couple weeks, and I knew it was not Rob. Who else knows about this secret route? Obviously someone does.

I had never been down Macklin Ridge before, only up, and I was thinking the last part was possibly a bit steep and dangerous. It was not as steep, though, as I thought it might be, and I made my way down to the creek crossing above the waterfall. I was also wondering about this part. Would the creek be too high and difficult to cross? Nope, not at all. There was even a log across the creek, so I did not even need to get my feet wet. After crossing the creek, I knew I was within range of the big waterfall. It is still a steep descent down to what the late Russell Towle called the Chert Knoll, an amazing little ridge right opposite the waterfall, but I made my way down fairly quickly.

The view of the big waterfall is incredible. You may wonder why I like this place even better than Yosemite, but if you’ve ever been here, I think you would agree with me. No other soul within miles, and such an amazingly beautiful canyon and location, with a stunning 500 ft. high waterfall all to myself. Wow.

It was still early, so I sat down in front of the falls and ate my dinner, waiting for the sun to go down. By my calculations, the sun would be off the falls right around 6:20 or 6:30pm. I was hoping it would be a bit earlier than this, though, because I had a steep ascent to make before it got dark. It took me 1 hour and 50 minutes to descend to the falls. I figured it would take at least 2 and a half hours to get back up to my car. I did not want to start any later than 6:30pm, but my calculations were spot on. It was right about 6:15 that the waterfall came into the shade, so I quickly took my photos and started back up at precisely 6:30.

Whatever you do, do not look up from the waterfall and see how far you will have to ascend back to your vehicle. I did not follow this highly recommended guideline. Wow, that is a long way up, 1900 ft. of hiking. I made pretty good time, though, and felt pretty good. But before I had ascended back up Macklin Ridge, I ran out of water. I suppose I should have filled my water back up at the creek, had I known, but I was shocked that I ran out of water so quickly. I must have been drinking a lot more than I thought I was. There were no more water sources up here, and I still had a long ascent ahead of me. But there were those snow patches back on Sailor Flat Rd, and as I got up to them, I scooped out a handful of (clean) snow and sucked on it. That helped me on the rest of the ascent back to the car. I made it to the car just a bit before dark (it took 2 hours and 10 minutes). Perfect timing.

All in all, it was a great day hike in New York Canyon. I felt that I did very well on the hike back up, but I was still dog tired. I had initially planned to stay overnight up on Foresthill Rd and go on another difficult hike in the morning, but I figured I should drive home instead, as I didn’t think I had the energy for another difficult hike in the morning. Plus, when I got back to my car, I downed two bottles of water, which were supposed to be for the morning hike, so I called my wife and told her I was coming home that night. She was quite happy about that.

Oh and one more thing. After I got back to the car and was getting cleaned up and ready to leave, I heard footsteps approaching my car on the snow. When I first glanced up, I saw something big and brown. My first thought was a cougar sneaking up on me. But then I took a second look, and saw it was just a deer. Ok then, Mr. Deer. You scared me a bit there. But I think I scared him too, as he leaped off in the other direction when he saw me.

More info on New York Canyon Falls:
http://waterfallswest.com/waterfall.php?id=322

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This is just a small 20 foot waterfall I found dropping into the Silver Fork American River. Girard Creek Falls. It is kinda pretty, but nothing too exciting.

I have hopefully a big July 4 weekend planned with lots of waterfall adventures. And family adventures as well. I’m not sure how I’ll do all of it in one long weekend, but I’m gonna try.

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On Friday night I took off from work early and headed up to Foresthill again. This time to the Beacroft trailhead. But not to go down that crazy steep trail to the river. I was in search of new waterfalls and a new (old) trail.

The Iowa Hill Ditch to be exact, and over to Tadpole Canyon Creek. This old old canal was built a long time ago, but never completed (thankfully!). You can still see (and follow) the ditch along the incredibly steep cliff side of the North Fork American River canyon. In some places, it is easy to follow. But in others, the trail has slid away, it is very narrow,  the footing is very loose, and there are huge deadly dropoffs. I am not one for deadly dropoffs. They freak me out to no end. I debated about continuing. It looked ok. But if those loose rocks slipped from under my feet, I would be a goner. No thank you. Instead, I looked for a way up and around this section. It was a hard hard climb up the ridge, but once I got to the top of it, it was easy to traverse the ridge across the canyon, over to Tadpole Canyon Creek, and back down to the old ditch. It was more difficult, but much safer.

It also took me a lot longer to do this route, as I was anticipating an easy jaunt along the old canal over to the creek. I was hoping to get across the creek, and down the cliff on the other side to a huge waterfall on Tadpole Canyon Creek. But I had run out of time. Instead, I settled for this 20 footer. There were actually three small waterfalls here, as the creek tumbled down the hillside, and before it dropped off the cliffs below me. I did not have time to get down to the big one, but I will be back. The creek looked easily cross-able, and the cliff on the other side did not look difficult to get down. We shall see. Stay tuned.

On another note, after my hike, I drove up a few miles to Sailor Flat. The road is now clear to Sailor Flat, but there is a ton of snow up there still. Unbelievable really. The Sailor Flat Road is not drivable, and probably will not be for a few weeks yet. But one could walk from Foresthill Rd if one was interested in getting down to, say, New York Canyon. Count me in for that one.

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I called the Foresthill ranger station and they told me the Foresthill Rd was now open to Sailor Flat. That means one thing and one thing only to me. Time to go to New York Canyon. I called up my friend Rob and met up with him out in Foresthill and off we drove to Sailor Flat.

Placer County has been plowing this road which is quite odd as it is not normally ever plowed. I think I have an idea why. When we got out to the area of Canada Hill we found an absolutely unbelievable amount of snow still on the ground. About four feet of hard packed snow, and not patchy snow. Solid packed snow everywhere. Are you kidding me? Last week I was at the same elevation over on Ice House Rd and though there was some snow there, it was not much and quite patchy. Not only this but the ranger station lied. The road was only clear to Canada Hill not to Sailor Flat. This is a HUGE difference. It is a 1000 ft elevation difference by driving a mile down Sailor Flat Rd. I cannot believe we would even consider hiking down to the big waterfall from Canada Hill but off we went hiking along the hard packed snow. We saw many fresh bear tracks in the snow as we hiked along. There were at least 3 separate sets of prints. (mama, papa, and baby?) I came up with a grand idea of taking a short cut so we would not have to go down to Sailor Flat and cross the creek above the waterfall. This way did involve scaling down a steep ridge, and it especially did not help we ended up going down the wrong drainage and on top of a cliff. Rob the mountain goat found a way down that worked for him. But not so much for me. My legs were shaking as I made my way carefully down but then it got a heckuva lot steeper. Too steep for me to continue. Rob wanted to continue down so we split up as I decided it would be better to go back up and down the proper ridge. Fortunately I told him not to wait for me. I climbed to the top of the ridge. It was a very tough climb and it took a lot out of me. I started back down the proper ridge until it became steep. I realized it was still more than 1000 ft down to the big waterfall. It was getting late, and I was already quite bagged. I might be able to make it down but I knew I would not make it back up. I decided to head back up and wait for Rob at the car. On the way I made a pit stop and went down to a different waterfall on New York Creek. That was probably not smart as it was a steep descent and I was already very tired. Nonetheless, I did go down to it anyway and I was glad I did, and although it is not a great waterfall, it is still a nice one. I tried to get to it last year from Sailor Flat but it was not possible from that side. From this side, it was much easier.

It was a tough climb back out of the canyon. I had an hour until sunset, and it should have been easy to get back to the car in that time, but I was dead tired. I have only bonked once in my life before, being so completely tired and spent that one literally cannot take one more step. I was about as close to bonking as I could have been. I needed to lay down and rest for a good half hour, but darkness was approaching, and I needed to keep moving. I tried eating some of my sandwich, but I could not keep it down. I could hardly drink water without feeling like puking it up. My legs were cramping. Essentially, I could only take about 10 steps, then rest. 10 more steps, then rest some more. Eventually, I made it up the hill and back to the car. It was a little past dark when I got back. Rob was not there. I thought he might have gone back the normal way from Sailor Flat, a longer route, but easier. There was nothing to do but wait. Fortunately, I had cell service at the car, so I was able to call my wife and tell her the situation. Finally, at 10PM, Rob arrived at the car. It took him 3 hours to climb out of the canyon, and he was as tired and beat as I was on the hike back out, if not more so. I had been a bit worried that something may have happened since it took him so long, but thankfully he made it back all right. It was certainly quite a day in New York Canyon.

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