Saturday, June 21, 2014

Castle Rock Fork, Rogue-Umpqua Divide Wilderness

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Hummingbird Creek is our destination
With June 21st being the official start of summer and the longest day of the year, it is perhaps fitting that this hike was the also longest hike of the year for me… so far. I decided to take Colby on this kick-off to summer trek, since I knew he would be able to handle what I knew would be a hefty dozen miles or so of trudging through another wilderness hike with dad. Lucky guy, that Colby is…
 
 
Let the trail begin!
 After an early rise and departure from home, this would also be a very long drive to get to the Castle Rock Fork trailhead near the Rogue-Umpqua Divide Wilderness. With many miles under the tires, we were ready to put miles under our boots. The late morning sun dictated that we could leave our jackets behind. The sign said 6 miles to Hummingbird Creek, our turn-around destination.
 
 
Nice trail
 The trail began immediately with a gentle yet steady descent, of which I reminded Colby that this would be an uphill ascent at the end of our hike. The look of realization of this fact on his face was priceless, to which I reassured him that the total elevation gain/loss of this hike was not that much, since it paralleled the creek below. He responded with a doubtful “hmmm”.
 
 

Picturesque view of the trail
The first mile had been recently maintained as evidenced by tool marks and vegetation cleared. But after that, on-the-go trail maintenance was left to me and Colby. We proceeded on what was an easy trail to follow, but it was obvious that this was not a well-used trail, as we continuously kicked limbs and other debris off to the side. I have always done this as a courtesy to future hikers, and this trail certainly needed it.
 
 
Rhododendron in bloom
 
More prettiness
We quickly reached the highlight of this hike: Rhododendrons, rhododendrons, and more rhododendrons! For the next few miles, I was delightfully distracted by these late pink blooming beauties. With no picturesque views of canyons or mountains and such, I was pleased to have something other than just tree trunks to look at.
 
 
Forest beauty
 
Although there were no big views to speak of, the forested path showed us a few sights of the creek, a rock wall dripping with water, and various wildflowers still in bloom.
 
 
 
 
Rhododendron with double-trunked tree in background
 
A rock face with tears of water

 
Things are a bit fuzzy
 

 
With rhododendron world behind us now, we reached the 4 mile mark, looking for the bridge which, according to my map, would cross Castle Creek and continue on up. Our “bridge” across the creek turned out to be a fallen log about 2 feet in diameter, 10 feet above the creek, and 50 feet in length. Ok, so this is what separates the men from the boys. After a climb onto the uprooted trunk and with Colby on my heels, we traversed nature’s footbridge, safely to the other side. Woohoo! To his credit, Colby showed no fear, nor did he express any before, during, or after this initiation to manhood.
Proud to have made it across!

 
"I wonder if I can make it back across that log..."
We took a short break after the log crossing, where Colby contemplated his place in the world. And I took pictures.

 

Castle Rock Fork


A small hillside stream
The trail now continued on the other side of the creek slowly at a steady climb, with glimpses of the creek to our left and way down the hillside. This part of the trail had many logs which we had to step over or negotiate around. So where are those trail maintenance guys now?!
 
Rocks, logs and rock formations on Castle Rock Fork
Soon, we were at Hummingbird Creek, a quaint little area, and our turn-around spot where we ate lunch on summer’s first day.
 
 
Colby decides to do his part in keeping the wilderness clean
After a meal of chicken and cheese, we explored the primitive Hummingbird campsite, just a small flat area where hikers and backpackers of years past have periodically spent the night on their way through this area. Colby found an empty potato chip bag, which he wanted to take. After asking him why, he replied that it shouldn’t had been left there. Well, how proud does THAT make a dad! I’d like to think I had something to do with his sense of respect for the great outdoors and those who visit it.
 
Colby earns a gold star for his environmental awareness!
On top of that, he found a tin can and wanted to take that too. We promptly put them in his pack, knowing we had made this small part of the wilderness just a little bit nicer.
 
 
On our return leg we enjoyed a few breaks, snacking and splashing cool stream water on our hot faces. We arrived back at the trailhead, logging a very respectable 12.28 miles. All that was left was the 2 hour drive home, leaving me thinking that it was a good thing I did this hike on the longest day of the year!
A 12 mile journey
 
Castle Rock Fork location in Oregon
 
NOTE: Right after lunch on the return leg, my camera started acting up. After much trouble-shooting, I attempted more picture taking, thinking I had captured some photos.  However, after getting home, I discovered that the last picture my camera saved was of Colby holding the trash he had found(last photo above). I’m glad I at least captured a meaningful moment :-)
 
 

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Cougar Bluffs, near the North Umpqua Trail

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Please excuse my blog tardiness, but I had issues with my computer not liking my blog site (hopefully the dislike is only from things electronic and not human). So after several months of no blog, I finally got it working. I will create some quick back-log blogs of my past hikes. Until then, here is this hike’s blogginess…

The trail is easy near the river
After browsing my Umpqua Forest map, I chose what I knew would be a very strenuous hike, starting from the Wright Creek trailhead on the N.U.T. then departing the N.U.T. and heading straight uphill  towards Cougar Bluffs. The multiple switchbacks and tight contour lines on the topo map indicated a definite uphill battle. In fact, I calculated a 3000 foot ascent from the Umpqua River up to Cougar Bluffs. Straight up. Someone please check my temperature, I must be a bit loopy for attempting this….

North Umpqua River in the morning
The hike began with a quick warm-up of about a mile of scenic beauty along the river, until I departed the saneness of the well-traveled N.U.T. and began my climb up the steep hill.




4 miles to Cougar Bluffs... and all uphill!
The sign near the junction said “Not Maintained”, which did not sound promising at all. Fortunately, the trail was actually pretty easy to travel on. Well, except for the steepness and all. Just a trivial matter I had to contend with….

A scenic yet cruel hillside
After quite a few back and forths across the hillside, the heavy breathing set in, along with the perspiration. I constantly scanned the trailside looking for opportunities to stop and take pictures of anything that would give me an excuse to take a breather. Those were few and far between.

Oh, what a tangled web thy weave, Mr. spider...
Oh, it’s here that I must pause and mention that stable people don’t actually hike this trail, thus, leaving the spiders the freedom to spread their sticky webs across the trail, all of which I’m sure I ended up on my sweaty forehead. Spiders don’t bother me like they do a lot of people. But honestly, can’t a guy enjoy a self-induced torture hike in peace without the constant thwapping of a spider web in his face?

Level ground... yeahh!!
I did have a little respite of sorts when the trail leveled off into a vast lushness of green trees and under-growth of the same. I even took a selfie! Which is, I set the camera on the timer to get a shot of me traipsing through the only level spot of this hike.

The trail eventually spit me out onto a rarely used spur road which I followed for about half a mile until it connected with another more used road. About 30 yards up this road, another trailhead continued my journey up the hill again.

More hill
More switchbacks. More spider webs. More sweat. I’m not complaining. Just stating the facts. The payoff would be at the top. And the downhill trek back would be my reward for this uphill struggle…

Oh, so pretty
I knew I was near the top when I saw rocky formations with all sorts of flora showing off their colorful blooms. (I bet THEY didn’t have to sweat to get all the way up here…)

Late spring is colored in yellow
Eventually, the trail again led me to another road near the top. Yes, you could drive up to Cougar Bluffs, but then it wouldn’t be called a hike, would it?


Mt Thielsen and Mt Bailey to the east
The first sight I saw was Mt Thielsen and Mt Bailey to the east, still capped with snow. The view around the entire bluff area was somewhat obscured with the tops of trees, but that didn’t matter. There were plenty of other things to look at. Like flowers!!

No cougars, just floral things

Ohh, purple!

Ohh, blue!

Thielsen and Bailey again

Looking north

Colorful bluffs

More color
After some picture taking, I shed the backpack and ate my lunch in the shade, soaking up the quietness all around me.





Just amazing colors!
When my much-deserved rest was over, I decided to begin my descent down the mountain. Funny, for some reason, it seemed to be much easier going downhill…



Can I take these home with me?...

I attempted to make good time going down the hillside, but as any hiker will tell you, it can sometimes be harder going downhill. Always putting the breaks on, your toes pushing the tips of your boots, shins straining against the… ahh heck, who am I kidding, this was much easier than going uphill!! Wheee!!

As I quickly made my way down, I thought to myself, who the hell would come UP this thing? It seemed much steeper going down than coming up. Weird…

A sight for sore eyes... and legs
Using my hiking poles as assurance against any unstable footing I may have and to off-set my exuberant speed I was enjoying, I safely made it to the river.

I had completed a 10 mile hike, ascended and descended 3000 feet, and was ready for flat ground...
Great river on a great June day!!

Seeing the river was like seeing a comforting face that said “Welcome back, you crazy, crazy man”.


10 miles and a 3000 ft elevation gain. What is wrong with me??! ;-)