Summer Solstice
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| Wrong cave, wrong slit |
Jaye. 4 suns in row |
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| Stan and Jaye |
Fall into cholla balls |
The Summer Solstice hike last Friday and Saturday was with the objective of
seeing the sun rise Saturday morning through some rock slits and to locate
some Indian rock paintings.
Leaving the coastal area last Friday (June 20/21st) was interesting since
the sky was overcast and we kept wondering if it would be cloudy Saturday
morning obscuring the morning sun. We even got somewhat more apprehensive as
we passed through Ramona and Julian. Jaye had me riding shotgun and Jeremy
and Dorothy in the back giving directions as needed. We took the bypass
around Julian which is a winding road and it was made even more interesting
because of the sharp drop offs and dense fog which we had run into.
After coming out of the Banner grade, we started to see rays of sunlight and
within minutes we were out of the fog and into a clear blue sky over the
desert.
We started the hike around 5pm with the temperature in the low 90's heading
up a gorge with lots of rocks and no trail although from time to time we did
use what appeared to be animal trails. On the way up we had to find our own
trail avoiding rock outcroppings, choya, and vegetation. We also had the
problem of reading the map which we had of where we were going. Well, we
really did not have trouble with the map. We just did not know what the
extra markings on the map meant. GPS's are great but in this case they only
directed us to where we thought we wanted to go.
So as the sun was setting, we arrived at what we thought was the area we
were interested in exploring. Jeff had already split off from the main group
and took a ridge route in hopes of being able to spot what we were looking
for from the ridge opposite to the one we were hiking along. We took off our
packs and fanned out looking for the rock cave areas but since we did not
know exactly what we were looking for, we finally ran out of time and came
back to set up our camp site. About this time, we were rather discouraged
since it was getting obvious that we had failed to locate the Indian
paintings and the Summer Solstice cave we needed to be in at sun up.
We all fanned out and set up our sleeping bags (Jaye had a tent) and
prepared to get a good nights sleep to rise early in the morning and
continue looking for the "lost" items. I was up against a long two foot high
rock which protected me from one side and also served as my table for the
evening and morning meals. After going to bed at 10pm, I awoke to some
noises at 12 and then slept solidy until 5am.
Before leaving the cars Friday afternoon at 5pm, Jaye had a pack of 32
pounds, mine was 36 pounds with Jeff and Julie under 30 pounds. I think that
the others were under 30 pounds also. I carried 5.7 quarts of water since I
was afraid of the heat we would be hiking in Friday afternoon and Saturday
morning.
I started with 101 ounces about 90% ice and ended up with ice remaining
on Saturday morning when we returned to the car. Of the 101 ounces I drank
74 ounces. A second plastic container contained 80 ounces and I drank 50
ounces of it for a total consumption of 124 ounces in less than 24 hours in
up/down hill hiking in mid 90 degree temperatures. Sot it looks like I drank
almost a gallon of water on this hike (3.875 qt).
Jeff and Julie Saturday morning decided that they would make an additional
hike out of this solstice attempt by climbing one of the local mountains
which we failed to climb last year. I have not heard from them so I assume
they made it or are still lost this Tuesday evening.
Failing to locate the paintings and the cave(s) was disappointing but we did
have a good nights sleep and we left camp in the morning thinking that we
would check some interesting rocks on the way down to the cars. After
dropping several hundred feet in altitude, Dorothy pointed out a rock
formation across the gorge that she thought looked interesting so Jaye,
Dorothy and I dropped our packs and took off for the other side after having
crossed a dry creek bed. I found a cave with Indian paintings on the
ceiling and have pictures of all of the paintings. Dorothy, Jaye, and I
after looking at the paintings and taking pictures, explored in the
immediate area and found no more paints or the main cave we were looking
for. This first cave was not the main one we were looking for but time was
running out and we vowed to return in better weather and locate all of the
caves in anticipation of returning for the summer solstice in 2004. You
almost have to camp in the immediate cave area the night before so that the
next morning you can go before daylight to the exact spot necessary to see
the light coming through the slit.
The rest of the hike down was uneventful if you can ever call rock hopping
uneventful. I slipped several times falling down to my knees. This is always
lots of fun with a full pack. Jeremy also lost his footing on a rock that
rotated and fell into some bushes but unfortunately when he stuck out his
right hand to break his fall, he put it directly on a choya ball which
turned out to be quite painful and required Jaye to pull out all of the
little barbs.
So what happened to us? As near as we can figure it, the markings on the map
we were given indicated the camping area of the Indians and that is where we
stayed Friday evening. We thought that area was where the caves were
located. Jaye even found a pottery chard where we camped. The actual
location of the paintings and the solstice slit we had apparently passed on
the way up to the Indian campground.
Even if we would not have found the one cave with the numerous Indian
paintings, I would have considered the hike a success from the standpoint of
it being a great hike in an area that I have never been in before. .... and
besides, I like rocks ... and we had lots of rocks ... big rocks .. small
rocks .. and medium size rocks. I ended up with 70 some photographs of the
hike, Indian paintings, and rocks and rocks.
I can't wait to go exploring in the area again sometime when there is not so
much heat.
Leaving the desert Saturday morning was even more interesting than driving
out of the fog into the sunshine Friday afternoon. As we approached the
Banner Grade we were in intense sunhine but we could see the Pacific
moisture laden fog flowing over the mountains like a slow motion wave
crashing down on the eastern slopes of the mountains. We stopped to take
some very interesting pictures of these "waves" breaking over the mountain
tops. As usual, I have the 70 pictures set up as a "screen saver" and when I
return to my computer I drop in on some segment of a great hike into the
Anza-Borrego desert. Fantastic memories.
I am sorry that I have not been specific on roads, mountains, trails, etc.
but this is a rather sensitive area that we were hiking in and at no time
did we see any human trash of any kind and it would be nice to keep it that
way.
73,
Stan
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