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I debated whether to share this photo or not. In the end I decided the picture is not really too horrible and it is worth it for the story.

It was a frustrating weekend. For myself. For Tara. For Nekoda.

My wife Tara is seriously sick. A long story but your prayers would be appreciated for her recovery.

In the meantime Nekoda had her big dance competition this weekend in San Jose. This is a huge deal for her. Tara would normally be the one to take her but obviously she could not do that this year. Enter the dad. Certainly I did not mind doing this and happy to help both of them out. I’m sure Nekoda would have preferred having her mom but I think she was quite satisfied with me being there.

In addition, I would actually have time to hike while she was dancing (or sleeping). Since she did not have to start in the morning until 10:30AM or so, I could go for a quick morning hike both days as long as it was close enough to the hotel.

I had an epic plan for Saturday morning. There was snow! We had very unusual low elevation snow in California this weekend. It really was going to be an epic hike. Except all the roads were closed! But were they? Apple maps was showing closures with no possible way to get to my planned destination on either side. However, Google maps was showing different. Some roads were open. There was a way. I suspected Google would be the one that was correct so off I went on Saturday morning with high hopes. But alas, I came to the closed road well before I could reach my destination. Google was wrong. I returned to the hotel in defeat and waited for Nekoda to wake up so we could go get breakfast together before her dance class.

In the afternoon I had more free time. I did not have to pick Nekoda up until 8:30PM. I decided to drive to the coast. I knew those roads were open. I planned to hike to Purisima Creek Falls and wait until sunset for taking photos. Enter my new frustration: the San Mateo County park system. All the parks in this county do not open until well after sunrise and close at 5PM, well before sunset. There were big and plentiful signs saying the gates closed at 5PM promptly and do not be late or you will get locked in. Ugh. Sunset was at 6PM. I waited at the waterfall viewpoint for as long as I possibly could, hoping for some clouds over the sun. It was not to be. I ran back to the trailhead in order to get back to the car by 5PM and not get locked in. I did not get the good sunset photo that I wanted.

I thought about coming back the next morning in the dark and sneaking in before the gate opened. I probably should have done that but instead I went on a different hike closer to the hotel. That one did not work out either because the creek was almost completely dry. (I won’t be sharing that photo). Strike three.

What about Nekoda? Her big day was on Sunday. She had a solo dance and two group dances. Last year she won an “honorable mention” award for her solo dance and hoped for the same or better this year. She danced absolutely beautifully and perfectly. She did not win an award this year. I am sure you can imagine her disappointment. I was upset. She was ripped off. She totally deserved an honorable mention at the very least, if not better. I’m not just saying that as her dad (but of course it is true I’m biased). Well, she can still be pleased that she danced her best and we are all very proud of her. It was a nice father daughter weekend in the Bay Area.

 

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I decided to return to Antelope Creek to attempt to get up to the main waterfall. I only got to the small lower falls the previous week and was a bit disappointed. Now I knew what I had to do. Back into the poison oak. Back into the horrible brush. This time I was determined for redemption.

I only managed to start 30 minutes earlier than before. I wanted to have more time than that but it should be ok since I now knew where I was going. It took a full hour to just get up to the lower falls. So much brush. So much oak. And today, so many bugs! It has been much warmer than it should be this week. It is supposed to be winter, for Pete’s sake. Also, there were many ladybugs along the trail. It was hard not to step on them as they were all along and over the trail.

At the lower falls I climbed up above it and then crossed the creek and continued up the mountain. The old trail also continued. What is this old trail anyway? I do not think it is a trail just to go to the waterfall. I can’t imagine anyone at all has been on this trail in many years. Maybe decades. Perhaps it is an old miner’s trail. It is the only thing that makes sense to me. On this side of the creek it seemed the trail was more difficult and there was more poison oak. Perhaps it was just my imagination. I was battling through the brush and it was now a lot steeper going up the mountain. After another 30 minutes I finally reached my destination. Waterfall!

This is the true Antelope Creek Falls. 39 ft. high. It is slightly smaller than I thought and for some reason I thought it would be more spectacular. (only because it was so hard to get to – I am aware that is illogical, ha ha). Anyway it is still a fantastic waterfall, although a bit hard to photograph. I had to climb down a steep section to get to the bottom of the falls and then cross into the middle of the creek to get a good angle. It was definitely worth the effort but oh my was it a doozie to reach. I returned to the car at 5PM and ate my dinner sandwich before driving home. It was a killer tough day at Antelope Creek.

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I was not really into watching the Super Bowl this year. I don’t even know who was playing (well, maybe I know that at least). I would rather go hiking. So that is what I did after church on Sunday.

I have been wanting to try this hike for awhile. Access is difficult to say the least. I arrived at the trailhead in the early afternoon (there is no trail so I guess I cannot really call it a trailhead). I found the creek to be flowing very strong. I was not expecting there to still be so much water. My plan was to wade up the creek but that was not going to be possible now. So instead, I crossed the creek and climbed up the other side. I did not think I’d get very far now but I had to try it. Well much to my surprise I found an old trail following the creek upstream. This was very unexpected. It was very difficult to follow. It was very overgrown. The poison oak was treacherous, but I continued all the way up to the confluence of the two creeks. I was literally shocked to get this far.

This was about as far as I could go. There was a small waterfall here on Antelope Creek, barely 20 ft. high (being generous), but it was a nice little cascade. There was a smaller waterfall on the other creek. My wife would think it was a waterfall but I did not think so as it was only about 10 ft. high. I took photos of the 20 footer.

I am sure there is a bigger waterfall upstream. I climbed above the small waterfall. I could see another small drop but no big waterfall. I could not find a way to continue any further. At least not very easily. I decided to call it a day and turn back. Perhaps if there was less water I could make it further. I may return some day but it was very difficult just to get this far. It was a good Super Bowl Sunday for the Waterfall Madman.

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Over the past 3 months and a bit I have worked very hard. I lost 20 pounds in weight during that time. It took a lot of discipline, exercising 6 days a week, and not eating any extra snacks/desserts at all (except for 1 day per week when I allowed myself to eat anything I wanted). It worked! Mission Complete. Now I am back at my ideal weight, I feel in great shape, and I am ready for backpacking season! Except that it is winter and we still need a lot more snow! As of Feb. 1 the snowpack in California is at 170% of normal (north), 209% (central) and 252% (south). Rain is at 136% (north), 173% (central), 169% (south). This is good of course but we are still in a drought and we still have 2 months of winter left. A lot more is needed to end the drought. In fact, to be honest, we really need about four good winters in a row to get back to normal in CA. Not sure that will ever happen but let’s just take it one year at a time.

Anyway, it was time to celebrate! And gain all that weight back in one single weekend. Ha ha! It was my wife’s and my birthday and we decided to go to Monterey for the weekend. The ocean is my wife’s favorite place to be. I did not have much on the agenda for myself (ie. waterfalls), except for Saturday morning I said I wanted to go see a couple falls. There really wasn’t much in the Big Sur area that was open (everything is still closed from the storms), so I thought we should go north instead to the Santa Cruz area. I wanted to go to three waterfalls and we had very little time because it was supposed to be sunny and all these falls get early sun. I had 30 minutes to get to the three of them. Thankfully they were all very close to each other, but unfortunately I only made it to two and it was not because of the sun.

Elliot Creek Falls was the best one of the two, a very gorgeous 56 ft. high waterfall along the beach. It was easy getting down to the beach and it was very beautiful and we were the only ones there at sunrise. Except for a dead sea lion. Eck.

I should have made it to the third waterfall. The tide was well on the way out. I thought it would be easy. It should have been easy. However, the waves were still crashing up against the cliffs. There was no way to get past them and to the waterfall. It was a bit disappointing but nothing I could do. Well, it was a very lovely weekend in the Monterey and Santa Cruz area and my wife was happy.

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The rain is gone. The sun is out. It is time to go backpacking. Point Reyes National Seashore was not my first choice. I had big plans to backpack in Ventana Wilderness (at least a couple times this winter) but then they closed the forest for two months. What the heck? There is no more flooding. There is no more rain. Why would you need to close the entire forest now? And for two months? This really really annoyed me. It has also ruined my hiking and backpacking plans this winter. Well, time to turn elsewhere I guess. The Wildcat permit is incredibly difficult to obtain. You need to plan this trip months in advance. Of course I did not do that since I had no plans to go here. However, at the last minute I discovered there was one permit left for the weekend. It must be a miracle. I snatched it up as fast as I could. Point Reyes here I come.

Since the Palomarin road was still closed I had to start my hike from Bear Valley visitor center. This was not a big deal. It is only about one mile longer. I started my hike at about 8:30am and arrived at camp an easy 3 hours later at 11:30am. I set up camp, ate my lunch, and then settled in for the long wait. There was one other couple in the campground (others arrived later). My neighbor couple said they saw a bobcat in the campground just before I got there. I hoped to see it as well. Later at night I did see a strange animal in the dark but I don’t know if was the bobcat or not. Some sort of “wildcat” perhaps, though it seemed more like a weasel size (but who knows – it was dark).

Horsetail Falls … so … hummm … I have had this on my radar for a long time. I have only seen it from the bluffs at a very long distance (six years ago). You cannot get up close to the waterfall except at a minus tide. There was a minus tide on this day at about sunset. The timing would be perfect. I just had to wait 5 hours until the end of day.

I started hiking up the beach at about 3:30pm. I had loads of time to spare. I saw one other couple had gone up this way in the afternoon. When they passed me going the other way I saw they had their big backpacks on. Why would they carry their heavy packs up here? The only possible reason is if they were trying to find an (illegal) camping spot. Apparently they did not find one because they were going back. It certainly would not have been very smart to camp up here. At high tide the waves are literally crashing against the cliffs, but with a minus tide I easily made it up to Horsetail Falls. If you think Wildcat Beach at Pt Reyes is the most beautiful beach on Earth, I would not argue with you. However, the beach at Horsetail Falls I just might rank a tad higher. Perhaps because it is more remote and a lot harder to reach but it is absolutely out of this world breathtaking. I still had an hour to spare so I continued on past all the shore birds to the end of the beach where there is a spectacular arch at Millers Point. That was as far as I could continue at a minus tide. I retreated back to the waterfall.

Even though it had only been only five days since the last of the storms, the flow in Horsetail Falls and Phantom Falls was much reduced, probably half the flow or less since I was at Pt Reyes five days previously. It was a bit disappointing (especially Phantom Falls). You would think these streams could hold their flow for a lot longer after so much rain. I’m ready for more rain now, please.

Sunset was at 5:20pm and I had to wait until 5:20pm before I could take any photos. There was still a bit of light on the waterfall but it was gorgeous.

Now I had to literally run back to Phantom Falls in order to take photos of that waterfall. It was a half mile and I ran on the beach as fast as I could. I barely had enough light left to take photos of Phantom Falls. Now I could relax again and walked back to my campsite in the dark. Along the way I saw some deer walking slowly along the beach, so slowly that I caught up with them. At first I was not sure if they saw me or not because it was dark, but then I realized they did notice me, they just did not care that I was there. They scrambled up the cliffs (I went the easy way) and I saw them again back at my campsite. Again, they did not care that I was standing right beside them in my campsite. They just went about their business, scrounging for food. I saw them sleeping in the bushes later. I did not see them in the morning. I did see little birds, however. They were worse than the deer. They were all around and came up within a foot of me and they did not care at all that I was there. Obviously they were very used to seeing people!

It was a very cold night in the tent even though it should not have been (it was above 40 degrees). I think the wind made it feel a lot colder than normal. I woke up, made my breakfast, and watched the waves crashing against the cliffs (it was not even high tide yet) while I drank my coffee to warm me up. I would have gone to Alamere Falls but the high tide did not allow me. I arrived back at my car at 11:30am. It was a glorious weekend at Point Reyes National Seashore.

 

 

 

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