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Saturday, November 18, 2017

Upper Hillsborough Tract, Zephyrhills, Florida, 11/6/2017

Linear Route, Upper Hillsborough Tract, Upper Hillsborough Preserve, Zephyrhills, FL, November 6, 2017,


Mileage:  10ish miles (RT, up and back)

Trailhead: This hike starts at the north entrance: County Road 54, directly across from Berry Road, Zephyrhills (2.1 miles east of intersection of CR 54 and Chancey Road). North entrance parking does not have a driveway. Across from Berry Road there's a clearing with fence and trail sign.  Parking is free. 

Hiked with Lindsey today. We were itching to get out and begin our hiking season (Florida hiking season typically begins in October and runs through April - later depending on how well you tolerate the heat).  

Parking area is a clearing, no driveway.

There's a map at the kiosk.




It was a beautiful day, starting out on the cooler side but warming quickly.  

Blazes are frequent. We followed blue, orange and yellow blazes, assuming they all took us to the south trailhead (they did). Right at the beginning we missed the trail and got a little turned around. We quickly backtracked and found our way.

There are blue, orange and yellow blazes to follow. 

Terrain is typical for this area: flatwoods and fields.  Today it was particularly pretty, we were just glad to be on the trail.  

Scrub is quite pretty.

During the trek we saw two snakes, a tortoise and several banana spiders. Right at the beginning something bit my leg as I went through tall grass (there are several grassy areas) and Lindsey found a tick on her pants, so I recommend long pants and sleeves.

Lots of double blazing on this route, which in this case means a turn in the trail.  This is very helpful in scrubby spots where the trail wasn't real evident to us.  

Two blazes placed like this means trail goes left.



We crossed a few old roads and came to...train tracks!  

Love crossing over tracks!
Love those witch brooms!



We could hear planes as we got closer to the south trailhead (Zephyrhills' airport is off of Chancey Road). When we arrived at the kiosk it was blank, nothing on it. 


Southern trailhead (nothing on board).

The trail continues but for us this is the turnaround.  We stopped and had something to eat on the picnic table, watching the skydivers.


Parking lot at south end.

Back into the woods we go!

On our way back we stopped at the primitive camping area - 1/4 mile in from the main trail.  Pay close attention to the blazes on this stretch. 
  
The way to the campsite is sketchy in spots - Look for blazes.

Love their sway!

It's a cute campsite, and we found a geocache!




The hike back to the main trail and to our cars went quickly.  A good out-and-back! 

Our route (I erased our wrong turn - at bottom here).













Thursday, October 26, 2017

Walk to Caladesi Island from Clearwater Beach, Florida, October 20, 2017.

Walk to Caladesi Island from Clearwater Beach, FL, 10/20/2017

Mileage:  7.2ish miles (RT)

Trailhead: This walk begins at Frenchy's Rockaway Grill, 7 Rockaway St, Clearwater Beach, FL.  Parking lot and bathrooms are directly in front of the restaurant. Parking is very expensive ($2.50 per hour), though across the street near the library (and tennis courts) is another lot where parking is half as much.

Walking to Caladesi Island?  Yes, the island (apparently still considered one) found itself linked to Clearwater Beach when storms started depositing sand, slowly filling in Dunedin Pass. When hurricane Elena hit the region in 1985, she officially connected the two islands and it's remained that way ever since (locals are hoping another storm will someday wipe away the stretch of sand and reinstate the Pass).

Walked with the Clearwater Walking Group today. I'd heard there's a way to reach Caladesi Island without having to endure the expense and the schedule of the ferry from Honeymoon Island. So I decided it would be fun to find this route, better yet go with those who've walked it and know the way.

We parked here.

It's just a beach walk, albeit a long one.  We started at 8:30, and the group spread out into one long chain of walkers.  



Clearwater Beach's soft white sand stayed with us for quite a while. Then the terrain changed - the houses disappeared and the sand got more shelly, crunching under our feet. Great shelling in this area.

It's a long beach walk.

We reached the "shell tree" where people hang shells (for good luck!) at about 2.3 miles north of the restaurant and parking area.  The tide was low and we were able to dodge some waves as we arrived at the mangroves.  (It'd be wet on the way back.)


Shell tree.

Before we knew it we arrived at the "Nature Trail" sign. We were on Caladesi (2.9 miles from our cars).  

At the mangroves.




  


Today Caladesi's award winning beach was deserted.

Honeymoon Island in the distance.

Further up the beach we took a right onto the boardwalk entering the island proper. The marina, located on the other side of the island, was empty and the concession was closed. The ferry had opted not to run today. It runs most days in the high season but sometimes chooses not to run off season - today must've been one of those days. Very few walk to the island; we were alone, though we did see a park ranger docking his boat.

Heading inland (bathrooms ahead).


Concession (closed today).

In addition to the beach and marina, the island has hiking trails, historical landmarks, kayaks for rent, and boaters can spend the night in the marina for a fee. No ground camping is permitted.


Marina



Not much to do here today so we decided to head back. Retracing our steps we passed the remains of a fire tower and took part of the nature trail back to the beach (pay attention to the signs).  

Image courtesy of visitflorida.com.
The path.

Head to the beach (shortcut).

We crossed several bridges - water is high.

The trip back was considerably more wet than the trip up; the tide came in and the cool water felt delicious on our feet. As we circled back to the start of the walk we were pretty done - 7 miles walking the beach is long enough. We got back to the cars at 11:30 and had lunch at Frenchys.  

Walking past the mangrove section.

Route.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Humphreys Peak, Arizona (State High Point #28), 9/29/2017

Humphreys Peak (12,633') via Humphreys Trail, September 29, 2017.


Distance: 9.6 miles (RT)

Elevation gain: 3,417'

Trailhead: The trailhead is located at the far end of the lower parking lot of the Arizona Snowbowl, Flagstaff, AZ. From Flagstaff drive north on Route 180 for 7 miles, taking a right onto Snowbowl Road.  Drive another 7.4 miles to the lower parking lot. Parking is free.

View from Wupatki National Monument.

Humphreys Peak is the highest point of the San Francisco peaks, a range of extinct volcanic peaks within what is called the San Francisco Volcanic Field.  The summit area is a jumble of jagged, pitty volcanic rock.   

Hiked with Sandy today.  We met in Phoenix and poked around Flagstaff (elevation 6,900') the days before our hike.  Because of the altitude I fully expected to be gasping my way up to the summit (we did visit the Snowbowl the day before and walked the nature trail @ 9,200' - a halfhearted attempt to adjust to the thinner air).

On summit day we got on the trail late, around 8:28, mostly because I was fiddling with my GPS in the parking lot (I'd loaded a track from wikiloc.com). The GPS gave an elevation reading of 9200' at the car.

Large parking lot.
Trail is to the right of the sign.

The path starts out flat as we walked along the base of Snowbowl's slopes. When we entered the forest we were shocked at the blowdowns on both sides of the trail -  rotting trees and a general mess for the first quarter mile or so.


Not a pretty site.
Trail is clear, with felled trees on both sides.

The route is comprised of long, lazy switchbacks followed by a straight flat section and then short, steep switchbacks, the saddle and the one mile "rock walk" to the summit.

The trail - photo from wikiloc.com

Nine-tenths of a mile in we reached the trail register and signed in. The path up to the saddle is unmarked but obvious.

At the register.

The day started chilly and the peaks were hidden behind dark clouds, a disappointing sight - no views from the peak!  We put on gloves and chugged up the path, counting the turns of the switchbacks and wishing those clouds to leave.  



At the third switchback we reached a huge slide.   Boulders stretched the length of the mountain, as far up (and down) as we could see. After a few photos we hopped back on the trail.  I was winded, so was Sandy, but it wasn't too bad. We were a bit apprehensive though as to how well we'd be breathing at 12,000'!  


Slide



Those considerate gray clouds were dissipating as we ascended and we could see ski slopes tucked between the trees, deep browns and greens.

Ski area.

We rose above the long switchbacks, reaching the flat stretch. The path led us through another slide (this one resembling Tripyramids' north slide).



As we walked up the short, steeper switchbacks we saw several hikers returning.  One couple had reached the saddle but turned back - too cold and windy up there.  Another hiker informed us that the "real work" was ahead of us.


Steps up the shorter switchbacks.

11,400' - getting there!

We negotiated the remaining 2.5 short-but-steeper switchbacks in no time, reaching the saddle (3.8 miles from our car).


The saddle - right to Agassiz; left to Humphreys.

Yummy view from the saddle.
Looking south (not where we're headed).
Where we're headed.

Two hikers (locals) were resting at the saddle junction.  We chatted for a bit, asked them why the forest had so many blowdowns at the bottom (they didn't know). One of them warned us that from here on in things get "scrambly." (Scrambly?  When I researched this hike scrambles weren't mentioned.) She added that people who don't like heights might have a problem too.  

I can assure you there are no scrambles or scary dropoffs.

The saddle is at about 11,700', just 900' below the summit but from here the trail significantly changes in character, with a path way more rocky and less defined.  At times it took some thought to find the trail; there are trail sticks showing the way, which helped. Several times we used our hands to hoist up and hop over rocks which slowed our pace,  - and kept our breathing in check.  Yes, we were sucking wind but stopping briefly (just few seconds) completely resolved any shortness of breath. And so we negotiated the last mile by alternating climbing and stopping for just a second or two to recover.


Two words about false summits. They suck.  We could see the approximate length of the ridge from the saddle - sure looked like a mile.  But in the throws of hiking it, as our eyes hopefully looked toward the top of each rise we were disappointed to find another "peak" in the distance (there are three false summits).  There's no doubt which of these is the summit, however, that famous Humphreys Peak sign is visible from the third bump.


Good view of the ridge and its disheartening bumps.

We knew this was the last push - rejoice!

The summit is riddled with volcanic rock boulders - reminded me of talus in how it shifts your feet when you try to walk. And these jagged sharp things are more round than flat.  We spent the majority of our summit time sitting against one of the two rock walls, out of the wind.

It was beautiful! The clouds were gone and the view crystal clear.  Temps on the summit were cold but we got 360° views.  We had lunch there, chatting with a handful of people.  





Before our hike we decided on a "turn around" time (AZ does not recognize daylight savings - gets dark really early) and the climb had taken longer than planned so we cut short our visit, packed up and headed down.  

In so many ways the trip down is more beautiful than the trip up.  The entire ridge is visible as you descend the summit cone, breathing is much easier and post-summit euphoria sets in. 

We took our time getting to the saddle, taking lots of photos and....just lingering.  Below the saddle we caught up with our new friends we'd met at the summit - two NAU students - and we all moseyed down the trail back to the car, getting down by 4 pm.  The four of us wound up at Mother Road for pizza and beer.

The rocky terrain of that last mile to Humphreys Peak reminded me more of Kings Peak, Utah (see previous report) than Mt. Elbert, Colorado (see previous report). Arizona proudly displays her individuality  -  this is a great hike in a beautiful area!