East Fork Lion Camp Dash: March 10-11 2017 2

The pool at East Fork

A window of opportunity presented itself on Friday and I happily climbed through traipsing down to the Sespe to see first hand the effects of the big rain this winter. My traipsing did not disappoint! All the creeks that had been bone dry when  I came here in November were now flowing vigorously. In fact, there was so much water at the first creek crossing that I had to hike a bit up stream to navigate across the boulders so  I wouldn’t get my boots wet. Sure I could have taken them off and waded across, but where’s the fun and challenge in that?!

As I suspected it’s a little too soon for wildflowers, this hike being a little over 3,000 feet. The willows along the creek are just beginning to leaf out. The gnats and flies, however, were out in full force!

The trail along the willows.

You can see how high the water was by the debris midway in the willows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The second purpose of this trip was to field test new gear for my epic adventure coming in August:  hiking the Arctic Circle Trail in Greenland.  First up for the test, a new pair of carbon trekking poles with cork handles. LOVE them! My old trekking pole, which I also love, were pinching the tendon in my thumb making it difficult to perform simple camp activities like lighting my stove.

A great camp spot at the end of a canyon right below this…..

Yes, I did strip and dip….
F R E E Z I N G!

looking down on lower falls after scrambling up the rocks.

 

 

 

Once I got to camp I scrambled around on the rocks investigating the emerald pools and pounding waterfalls.

 

 

 

 

When dusk settled in I proceeded to test my new long underwear top and bottoms. Again, LOVE them. I was toasty warm and dry despite the damp air in the evening and the very chilly morning. For dinner I tried turkey gravel and cheese ravioli that I dehydrated earlier in the year. Gravel is used to describe how the turkey looks once it is fully dehydrated, thankfully it has nothing to do with the way it tastes. I have to say I make VERY good gravel. I rehydrated the gravel and the ravioli and then added it all to a package of cream of chicken soup, just to get some sauce. YUM. I ate this by the fire listening to the frogs and the crickets, while the almost full moon rose behind me.

A colorful sky.

It was a delight to be able to have a fire in the backcountry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the morning I spent some time studying this……..

 

Then I hoofed on out back to the car and proceeded down to Piedra Blanca to check out, well, the white rocks of course. I could not believe how many cars were at the trailhead, I stopped counting at 150! Most people were backpacking down the Middle Fork of the Sespe to Willets Hot Springs. I was delighted that I had a side canyon a mile away all to myself!  I spent a few hours scrambling around on the rocks and looking at the wind swept shapes. It was an amazingly gorgeous day. Warm and clear and a slight breeze that kept the bugs away from my face.

Piedra Blanca

A group was camped all along here.

This looks like a space ship.

 

 

This blog was typed trail side with my right index finger, one letter at a time.

 

 

 

Happy Trails until next time!

 

 

2 thoughts on “East Fork Lion Camp Dash: March 10-11 2017

  1. Reply Dad Mar 13,2017 5:56 am

    What fun! You were lucky to have that campsite to yourself. I noticed that there was another campsite too close for comfort if occupied (at least for my comfort). And to have a fire in this backcountry is a real treat.

    My own very first backpacking experience was at that same Piedra Blanca area on a beginners trip with the Sierra Club. My oldest daughter, BF, forced me into it. Like you, I’ve been in love ever since.

  2. Reply Dad Mar 13,2017 5:56 am

    What fun! You were lucky to have that campsite to yourself. I noticed that there was another campsite too close for comfort if occupied (at least for my comfort). And to have a fire in this backcountry is a real treat.

    My own very first backpacking experience was at that same Piedra Blanca area on a beginners trip with the Sierra Club. My oldest daughter, BF, forced me into it. Like you, I’ve been in love ever since.

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