Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Day 38: Anderson Mesa and Walnut Canyon

Sunrise in the morning!
May 20: The extreme flatness of the Arizona Trail had been getting a little tedious, truth be told. I wasn't exactly complaining about the easy hiking, but it didn't provide as many scenic vistas as I had otherwise grown used to.

But today, the terrain got a little more challenging with some ups and downs around Walnut Canyon. The climbs and falls were less than a thousand feet--not much compared to other sections of the trail--but were significantly greater than anything I had seen since hiking over the Mogollon Rim. And there were a couple of such drops and climbs. A wrinkle in the earth.

In the early afternoon, I passed a burn area that was clearly very recent. After two or three years, burns areas tend to all look the same. But a burn area that's less than a year or two old has a lot of signs that it's more recent than most, and the burn area I was walking through was undoubtedly the most recent I'd seen anywhere on the trail. When I first started the trail, I had heard about a fire burning that had closed the Arizona Trail near Flagstaff and I had little doubt this was it. Ash and charred remains littered the area--you couldn't sit down without getting black marks all over you.

Late in the afternoon, I met an older couple from Colorado--Pete and Christine--who I spent the better part of an hour chatting with. They seemed pretty exciting to run into an actual thru-hiker of the Arizona Trail. I had to laugh: "You guys are really lucky--I haven't seen any thru-hikers on this trail and I've been walking on it for 5 weeks now! You've seen more thru-hikers on your day hike than I have living on the trail for five weeks!"

I mean, sure, technically, I was a thru-hiker and had seem myself, but it doesn't seem right to be counting oneself. That's kind of a gimmie.

I finally set up camp late in the day not far from the road into Walnut Canyon National Monument. I threw out my groundsheet and sleeping bag and was getting myself settled when I looked behind me to admire the sunset which is when I first noticed a dark cloud of smoke blowing across the horizon. It had to be a wildfire, I thought. It was too big to be anything else.

It didn't look like it was particularly far away either. I could almost see where the column of smoke was rising from the ground. If I had to guess, it was probably about 5 miles away, to the south and west of my location. Which I thought was really interesting because it seemed like that's exactly where I had been earlier in the day. Was the Arizona Trail on fire?! Behind me? If so, I must have made it through in the nick of time! I knew there was a campground not far off the trail and wondered if maybe a campfire had gotten out of control there.

But I had no way of checking. I couldn't turn on the TV to see the news, or pull up a Google search for wildfires burning near Flagstaff. I couldn't be certain exactly where the fire was burning or when it had started. Pretty much the only thing I could be certain of was that it was roughly to the southwest of my current location and not very far away, but I really wanted to find out more about the fire. The column of smoke that was blowing across the horizon was quite impressive!

I kept watching the smoke blow by as I cooked dinner and the sun set. Then I pulled out my headlamp and started reading The Concrete Blonde by Michael Connelly until I was ready to fall asleep.




Upper Lake Mary
My maps showed this area labeled as "USGS Observatory" and "Perkins Telescope."
I'd later learn that the Lowell Observatory had a station at Anderson Mesa
which, as it turns out, IS HERE! Even though the words "Anderson Mesa"
show up absolutely nowhere on my maps, that's what I was walking through.
Or else!
Since astronomers abhor light pollution while they're working,
they don't want people driving up with their headlights on. So
turn off your headlights around here! Stick to just your parking lights.
The San Francisco Peaks are getting closer!
Lots of cattle on the Anderson Mesa.
The trail near Marshall Lake.
Marshall Lake trailhead

You don't need an observatory to see the moon--even in broad daylight!
The San Francisco Peaks contain the highest peak in Arizona--Humphrey's Peak.
Probably that snow-covered one! =)


This area has clearly been burned very recently, and I suspected
it was the fire I had heard about when I first started the Arizona Trail that
closed the trail near Flagstaff.
The terrain was definitely getting a little rougher at this point!

Watch out! This bug is mooning us!

The Arizona Trail are the lines you see in the ground far below.
The trail actually splits into two there--one is the "resupply" route
that runs directly through Flagstaff while the other is the "equestrian route"
that runs around the east side of Flagstaff. I suspect most hikers take
the shorter route directly through Flagstaff, but I opted to take the run
around the city since it seemed more in spirit with the trail. I came in
from the left. The resupply route directly through Flagstaff is
the upper trail on the right while the equestrian route around Flagstaff
(the one I followed) is the lower trail on the right.
Daisies!

This is a "wildlife trick tank" built specifically to collect water for
wildlife to drink. I guess that includes thru-hikers too! =) It's a much
better alternative to dirt tanks which are usually muddy and have cattle
peeing and pooping in them. This water was is mostly protected under a roof
with the small access area to get the water and has a concrete lining
meaning NO MUD in the water!
View of Walnut Canyon
I spent the better part of an hour chatting with Pete and Christine!

Another wildlife trick tank.

This water cache also included a Clif bar! I didn't need the water
(already filled up at the wildlife trick tanks), but I took the Clif bar.
Better me than a squirrel!
There's a fire burning somewhere behind me.... Those brownish clouds
near the horizon is definitely smoke from a wildfire! And it doesn't
look like it's very far away!

Monday, September 8, 2014

Day 37: Mormon Lake and the Railroads

Following the gravel road east on the detour towards Lake Mormon.
May 19: The only challenge for today--if you can even call it a challenge--was getting around the trail closure that closed a mile or two of the Arizona Trail due to logging operations. It wasn't much of a challenge to get around, though, because right at the trailhead where the closure started was a map with the recommended reroute. Not to mention the fact that I already knew about the reroute before I even reached this point since it was listed on the Arizona Trail Association's website and I copied the directions around the closure to the the maps I carried.

I followed the dirt road eastward passing a few car campers who had also camped along the road. None of them were moving about, but it was pretty early in the morning. Barely 6:00. They probably weren't even awake yet. The trail continued to descend in elevation towards the shores of Mormon Lake.

Then the trail reached a paved road--Highway 90. Also known as Mormon Lake Road. This is the part I liked the least because it had fast moving cars and no shoulders to walk on, but being so early in the morning probably worked to my advantage since few cars passed during the brief time I walked on it.

Interestingly, my maps showed the road more-or-less following the shoreline of Mormon Lake, a large body of water that appeared to be at least a couple of miles across, but I only saw the tiniest sliver of water far in the distance. It looked more like Mormon Meadow! I assume the lake levels must have been very low--perhaps due to the drought I'd been hearing about--but it definitely wasn't the shoreline views I had been expecting.

This was the least pleasant section of the detour--following
Highway 90 around the edges of Mormon Lake.
After a mile or so of walking on the paved road, I turned off again onto another gravel road, this time headed west back to the trail. It eventually intersected the Arizona Trail at another 'Trail Closed' sign (for southbound hikers) and I was back on the trail proper about an hour after I left it. The detour was a lot faster to cover than I expected and not nearly as steep as it seemed it would be leaving the 'shoreline' to go back up into the mountains.

Shortly after getting back on the trail, the trail led to Double Springs Campground where I could throw out my ZipLock of trash, get clean water, use the pit toilets and even rinse my socks in the faucets.

The only other noteworthy mention for the day is that for several miles, the trail followed alongside an old railroad bed that included historical markers to know what all I was looking at. =) I just love when they include historical markers right on the trail so I don't need guidebooks to know what I'm looking at!

And I'll post one of them so you know what you're looking at in the photos below:
As you hike from Lake Mary towards Mormon Lake and south to Allan Lake on the Arizona Trail [editor's note: I was hiking north, not south], you will pass and even follow the grades of many old logging railroads. The Flagstaff Lumber Company extended their logging railroad from Lake Mary toward Mormon Lake and Mormon Mountain beginning in 1923. The railroad was constructed primarily to haul logs cuts from the forest to sawmills in Flagstaff, Williams and other areas. On weekends, the railroad would carry as many as 300 passengers to the Mormon Lake area.
The Flagstaff Lumber Company's railroad ceased operation in 1927 due to a slump in timber prices and the high cost of operating a railroad up the seven-mile grade to Mormon Mountain. Other logging railroads continued to operate in Northern Arizona until 1966. Today, these railroad grade provide a unique opportunity for the hiker to travel these traditional routes--under their own power rather than under steam power.
So there you have it--they built the railroad bed I would follow starting in 1923 and ceased operations in 1927--just four years later.

I see a sliver of water waaaay out there, which would be Mormon Lake.
But it seems to me that Mormon Meadow would have been a better name!
More of "Mormon Meadow."
Thank goodness--getting off the paved road and back onto gravel!
This makes it sound like timber just randomly falls, but I'm thinking
it probably had some help!
Another trail closure?! No... it's just the end of the current trail closure.
This is for the benefit of people hiking in the other direction! (Including
a map with the route around the closed section of the trail.)
If you ever wondered where Bambi lived, now you know.
That little animal writes graffiti on rocks in the Mormon Lake area!
Entering the Double Spring Campground.
Trash, restrooms, and even water (not pictured) at the Double Springs CG.


I'm not really sure what this is, but I'm sure one of you can tell me!
Bzzz! Bzzz!
Interestingly, when this tree fell across the trail, instead of cutting it
out like most people would do, they added more logs and branches
by it to create steps over the "fallen timber." Seems like it
would have been less work just to cut out the tree, though!

Lupines!
This line of rocks is the old railroad bed the trail followed. Through this
lower area, the tracks were raised on the rock "trestle" (for lack of a better word).

Where cans to go die. I'd never seen so many old cans discarded in one place!
It's like a garbage dump that only cans are allowed to be in!
The San Francisco Peaks are getting closer--I can even see snow
at the tops of them!
You know the saying about "water under the bridge"?

There really was water under this bridge! =)

Crossing Highway 3.
It was a largely flat day of walking....
This stock tank was one of the muddier ones, so I skipped it!
(Anyhow, I grabbed one of those bottles of water under the bridge
and didn't need anymore!)




Sunset--let's call it a day!