Western National Parks

May 2009 Journal

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Cindy and I spent the second half of April in Novato, CA at my folk’s home.  We took day trips to the wine country, Point Reyes National Seashore, and China Camp State Park where we hiked.  We spent a long weekend at Carolyn’s house and helped Lauraine clear her land of brush.  Mom & Dad’s 61st wedding anniversary was April 24th and the whole family celebrated with a barbecue in Novato on the 26th.  Cindy spent the final week meeting neighbors in Bel Marin Keys, many of whom have some connection with China.  Gerri and Carl came to Novato on our last Sunday in town and we enjoyed a final meal on a rain-soaked weekend.

On Monday, May 4th, we packed our suitcases and camping gear and headed back out on the road.  We plan to visit and camp in six National Parks during the next three weeks, punctuated by a 5-day stay in Las Vegas.  We drove south to Mariposa, California where we checked into a Quality Inn outside Yosemite National Park.  We ate dinner in a local restaurant and then stocked up on last minute items we might need for camping.

Yosemite

Tuesday morning we drove the final hour up Route 140 to the national park.  At one point along the twisting road, a large landslide covered the road and a couple temporary bridges had been installed so traffic could continue on the other side of the river to clear the slide.  We arrived in Yosemite before noon and checked into our tent cabin in Curry Village for the next three nights. The season is just getting underway here and some of the amenities and buildings are not open yet.  The waterfalls, however, are raging with snowmelt and the valley floor is picturesque with the water cascading down the cliff faces.  We visited the stables and learned that a guided mule ride was about to leave, so Cindy signed up for that while I organized our things and planned what we would do for the next few days.

The two-hour mule ride to Mirror Lake was a great success and Cindy had a wonderful time.  I had seen a bear during her ride, so we went back and sure enough, it was still there.  For dinner, we ate at Yosemite Lodge under the falls, and then went to see a one-man theatrical show about John Muir in the Visitors Center.

Wednesday we awoke at 6:00 AM with plans to hike up to the base of Half-Dome.  I have done this hike twice before and recalled that it took about six hours, which is what I had told Cindy.  I was younger and in much better shape when I last hiked it though, and a ranger told us it was really a 12-hour hike.  This news was very discouraging to Cindy and after only an hour of hiking, she decided to go back while I continued.  I took the Mist Trail up alongside Vernal Falls.  With the water raging the way it was, the trail was quite treacherous and I was glad that Cindy had turned around.  By the time I reached the top of the falls, I was drenched.  Continuing along the switchbacks on the west side of the river, I reached the top of Nevada Falls before 9:00 AMRather than keep going to the base of Half Dome, I crossed the river at the top of the falls and headed back down the John Muir Trail.  At one point the water coming down from the cliffs above was so great and unavoidable that I was soaked for a second time.  I passed scores of hikers on their way up, and returned to the bottom by 10:30 AM.  The hike had been about seven miles and my knee did not bother me at all.

Cindy had taken a tour of the valley floor and visited the museum while I was hiking.  We decided to have a picnic at Glacier Point so we drove out of the valley and up Route 41 towards Wawona.  On the way we stopped at the base of El Capitan and watched ant-like climbers half way up the wall.  The road to Glacier Point had just opened yesterday and we encountered 4-foot snowdrifts, which had been plowed up onto the side of the road.  When we reached the end of the road, we walked out to the point to look over Yosemite Valley, and then ate our sandwiches in a picnic area directly across from Half Dome.  On the way back, we stopped at Bridal Veil Falls where we were drenched again by the spray of water cascading down the cliff.  After a couple hours rest, we ate dinner at Camp Curry.

Thursday we walked over to The Ahwahnee Hotel where we ate breakfast in their spectacular dining room.  The hotel also offers Internet access, so I was able to spend a few hours catching up while Cindy went on a ranger-led walk.  At noontime, we met up again at the Ahwahnee where we took a tour of the historic hotel.  We ate dinner again at Camp Curry and then took the shuttle bus to Yosemite Falls where we walked up to see the lower falls.  I did not realize that this is the highest falls in the USA.  The light was leaving the valley, but I was able to get some good photographs before going home.
 

Kings Canyon & Sequoia

Friday we checked out and drove over to The Ahwahnee for coffee and one more session on the Internet.  By 8:00 AM we were on the road south towards Fresno where we would turn east on Route 180 to Kings Canyon and Sequoia National Parks.  We arrived at Grants Grove Visitor Center by 11:00 AM and hiked a two-mile loop to Grants Grove to see our first sequoia trees.  After lunch at the restaurant, we picked up

 

 

 

 

  some supplies at the market and drove 30 miles to Roads End where we found a nice campsite for the night at Cedar Grove.  Only one of the camping loops was open, but we did not have difficulty locating a site not too close or far from the restrooms.  We entertained ourselves playing cards until nightfall, and then turned in for our first real night of tent camping.

Saturday morning we packed up everything except our tent and food, which we left in the bear box and drove six miles to the trailhead where we started hiking up towards Paradise Valley.  We were the only people on the trail and just before the turnoff to Mist Falls I got a fleeting glimpse of a bear on the trail ahead.   At Mist Falls, we continued upward in hopes of seeing a huge logjam on the river, which had amazed me the last time I was here about four years ago.  But we tuckered out before reaching Paradise Valley and turned around at about the six-mile point and retraced our path back to the car.  By 11:30 we had returned to Cedar Grove; packed our tent and food and were driving out of Kings Canyon.  We passed Grants Grove and continued another hour down to Sequoia National Park where we stopped at Lodgepole Visitors Center.

Most Lodgepole campsites are still closed, but we were able to find one near the river where we set up our tent, and then went back to the visitor’s center to shower and wash some clothes.  Also in the laundry were a couple from The Netherlands who were on a very similar trip as our own; San Francisco, Yosemite, Kings Canyon/Sequoia, Las Vegas and then LA and back up the coast to San Francisco.  When our laundry was complete, we drove over to the Wuksachi Lodge where we made a reservation for Sunday night and then spent a couple hours in their facilities.  We also ate dinner at the lodge before returning to our Lodgepole campsite after 8:00 PM.

I didn’t sleep well Saturday night, but Cindy is really getting used to sleeping on the ground and slept right through the night.  We packed up all but our tent and food and left the campground at 7:30 AM and drove down to see the General Sherman Sequoia Tree.   Afterwards, we continued through the back roads of the Giant Forest where scores of other huge sequoia trees grow.  This area had as many as 300 buildings to accommodate tourists up until about 15 years ago when it was determined that the overuse of the forest was inhibiting the health of the trees.  The buildings were all removed and Wuksachi Lodge was built outside the Giant Forest to accommodate guests.  We drove through the Tunnel Tree and then parked at Moro Rock  where we climbed 350 steps to the top of this large, very pronounced granite outcropping, which commands a 270-degree view of the surrounding valleys.  To the west, smoke from the fires burning near Santa Barbara could be seen on the horizon.

We stopped at the Giant Forest Museum for a half-hour before returning to pick up our tent and food before checkout time at noon.  We were fortunate to be able to get into our room at the lodge when we arrived and spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing in the lodge before eating dinner in the restaurant.

Death Valley

Monday morning we ate and checked out early for our 7-hour drive to Death Valley National Park.  Since there is no route through the Sierra Nevada, we wound down Route 198 to Route 99, and then turned east in Bakersfield and started driving back north on the eastern side of the Sierra Nevada.  Just past Mt. Whitney, we turned onto the road to Death Valley where we stopped at Stovepipe Wells to pay the park entrance fee.  At 3:00 PM it was 110 degrees Fahrenheit.  We had originally planned to camp tonight in Furnace Creek and then move to a motel tomorrow, but decided it was too hot to camp.  Continuing on towards Furnace Creek, we passed the sand dunes and Devils Cornfield before stopping at Harmony Borax Works  for a couple photos of Cindy standing near a 20-mule team Borax wagon train (without the mules).  The Borax Company did much to popularize Death Valley including getting it designated as a national park, and building two hotels at Furnace Creek which it still operates.  We checked into Furnace Creek Ranch by 4:30 PM and spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying the air-conditioning of our room.

Tuesday morning, we got coffee at the general store, and then set off to explore.  We drove east on Route 190 to Zabriskie Point where we got a good view of the Badlands.    Continuing another fifteen miles, we reached Dante’s View, a mile-high viewpoint overlooking the entire valley.  Although it was only 9:00 AM, the temperature was probably about 100 degrees, and the steep ride up the mountain caused my radiator to overheat.  Returning to the visitor’s center, we viewed their various exhibits, movies, and souvenirs for sale.  After using their wi-fi, we did a couple loads of laundry and then ate lunch with a couple hundred French tourists.  In the afternoon we set out again, this time on the road to Badwater.  At 282 feet below sea level, Badwater is the lowest point in the Western Hemisphere.  We also visited Devils Golf Course before taking the road to Artists Pallet, a 5-mile drive through colorful mountains stained by metal oxides.  My radiator overheated again at this point and we used up all our drinking water to cool the engine enough to make it back to the ranch.

We went for a swim in the pool Tuesday afternoon and then ate dinner.  Wednesday we will drive to Las Vegas where I am scheduled to play in a tournament this weekend at The Palazzo.

Las Vegas

We spent five nights at The Palazzo in Las Vegas.  Our suite was beautiful and overlooked the strip where we could see the pirate show at Treasure Island several times each night.  We ventured over to The Wynn one night to see La Reve, their large production water show, which was interesting but not overwhelming.  I tried to go to the gym each day and we would often spend some time at the pool.  The weather was good and the temperature near 100 degrees.  I took our car over to a Ford dealer, which kept it overnight and repaired a faulty tank on the radiator.

The tournament was fun, but I did not win anything.  Cindy had won a couple tickets to see Blue Man Group, where we had planned to go after the awards ceremony on Sunday night, but I became very ill and we returned to the room.  My illness came on suddenly just after dinner, so I think it must have been something I ate during the awards dinner.

We checked-out of the hotel Monday morning and started driving northeast on Route 15 towards Salt Lake City.  I still was not feeling 100% so we drove until I became too tired and then stopped at a Comfort Inn in Ridgefield, Utah.  Tomorrow we will continue on to Arches National Park.

Arches National Park

We arrived at Arches National Park around 11:00 AM.  After going to the visitor’s center for an hour to get an overview of the park, we decided to drive into Moab to get lunch and buy some food for dinner before driving the 20 miles out into the park to our campsite.  Moab is a nice little town geared to tourists with lots of hotels, restaurants, and outdoor activities.  We ate at Denny’s, picked up some fruit at City Market and then returned to the park where we climbed the canyon road to the Devil’s Garden Campground where we had reserved a space for the night.  The campground was fully booked, but the campsites are very private so it did not feel like there were many people there.    Our site has some large sandstone fins, which tower over a shady, sandy flat area where we set up our tent.  We have a god view of Skyline Arch, about 300 meters away.

After setting up our tent, I was anxious to hike out to see Landscape Arch.  The weather was worsening and I could see lightening on the horizon, but the forecast for tomorrow is for thunderstorms and I didn’t want to miss the chance to see the largest arch.  Cindy didn’t want to hike in bad weather so I hiked out alone.  As I approached the end of the trail, it did start to rain and the wind became gusty blowing sand in my face.  But seeing the arch itself was worth the trip, and after taking a few photos, I hurried back to the car.

In the evening, we drove over to see Delicate Arch, one of the park’s icons, and then stopped at several viewpoints on the drive back to our campsite.   At Balanced Rock, we photographed a tourist who had climbed up to the base of the balanced rock itself, certainly against park rules.  The weather cleared and we slept pretty well.  I was up before six and took down as much as the camp as possible while Cindy slept.  When she finally woke up at 7:00 AM, she wanted to see Landscape Arch so we hiked back out there together and took more photos.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Canyonlands National Park

We left Arches National Park by 10:00 AM and drove to Moab where we were able to drop some luggage at The Sleep Inn where we had booked a room for Wednesday night.  Continuing south, we drove two hours to The Needles, one of three areas of Canyonlands National Park.  This area seems geared mostly to 4-wheel drive vehicles, but offers some spectacular views and landscapes.  After a stop at the visitor’s center, we drove out to the end of the road where we took some photos and then headed back to Moab.  After soaking in the hot tub for a while, and doing our laundry, we drove over to a local adventure outfitter to inquire about a white-water rafting trip.  We don’t have time to go this time, but may return here in July.  For dinner, we ate at The Branding Iron, a local steakhouse.

Thursday morning we checked out of The Sleep Inn and drove north through Moab and then south to Island in the Sky, Canyonland’s most accessible area.  At the visitor’s center we listened to a half-hour presentation on uranium mining.  We drove on to Grand View Point Overlook where another park employee was giving a talk on the geology of the area.  Years ago, I remember being so impressed with the qualifications and knowledge of U.S. Parks Service employees, but the people we heard today offered only canned presentations and had little or no knowledge to answer questions.  Grand View Overlook is certainly impressive and reminded me of The Grand Canyon.     Before leaving, we drove out to Upheaval Dome where we took a short hike out to see an unusual formation, which some scientists believe is a meteor crater.

We left Canyonlands around 1:00 PM and drove back towards Moab so we could take the scenic drive along the Colorado River northeast to connect with Route 70.  The forty-mile road follows the river and has numerous camping sites along its course.  For much of the drive an optical illusion seems to make the river flow uphill, due to the heightening cliffs.  We passed several groups rafting on the river and decided we might want to return here to camp if we return in July.

We arrived in Grand Junction around 3:30 PM and checked into a Quality Inn where we had made a reservation.  We had a great dinner at WW Peppers, just a few blocks from the hotel, and then returned for the evening.

Friday we had rain for our final three hour drive to Breckenridge, CO.  I had never driven to Breckenridge from the west and enjoyed the beautiful Rocky Mountain passes as we approached and drove over Vail Pass.  We arrived at our studio apartment, named The Safari Suite, in the early afternoon.  After getting settled, we went to the grocery store and then stopped by the Post Office to get a mailbox for the summer.  Cindy made dinner and I spent the evening anxiously watching the dispatches from Mt. Everest where my friend Stephen Coney was making his final summit push in miserable conditions, but reached the summit at 7:30 AM Nepal time.  Congratulations Stephen!

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