Piedra Blanca finale
Shortly before we strapped our packs back on I took a little look around to see if I could spot the trail forward. I did, but it looked like it was heading into brush and I couldn’t find any other trail. So I went back and we picked up our packs and headed for the trail. I was right, we could clearly see the trail at our feet, but we had to beat the brush back with our hands in order to move forward and keep it out of our faces. We came to another stream crossing and the brush was just as thick on the other side. By this time we had already spent 10 minutes beating away and it didn’t look ahead like there was any relief in sight.
Our turnaround time was 3:00 and since it was 2:30, we decided to quit the brush beating and head back to the car. Even though the brush didn’t look like poison-oak, we weren’t sure so when we got back to the campsite, we used some extra water and our poison-oak soap and washed our arms, hands and faces off good. We decided that we needed to get a better handle on exactly what poison-oak looked like for future hikes. I told the boys that I would get some good photos off the Internet and get them laminated so we could carry them with us on our hikes.
We packed back up and headed back to the car. Shortly out of the campsite we came to the long incline up that was under all the shade. You know what that meant…little flies again. They were especially nasty on our trek up. It must have been our exertion and sweating, but they started flying into our eyes and mouths. We were really glad to be at the top of the hill and out of the shade. As soon as the shade disappeared—so did the flies. Along the way in we noticed this very strange tree configuration that we hiked past. I decided to take a photo for your curiosity.
Because of the brush that turned us around, we started talking about trail maintenance. Up until that point, we thought that the trail was very well maintained. Along the way Garrett asked me who took care of the trails. I told him it was the forest service, various hiking clubs, and local volunteer groups under forest service supervision. We also got into just what was meant by trail maintenance. The most obvious item I could point them to was the trail ‘drains’ that we had to periodically step over on the inclines. I told them they were put into place to help direct fast flowing rain water over the sides to help minimize erosion.
— — — — – photo of ‘trail drains’ here
Trail building is a lot more work and involved, but anyone can volunteer and help with trail maintenance. I would highly recommend doing this to anyone that hikes and wants to help preserve the nice trails we have today. If there are any hiking clubs out there that could use help with trail maintenance, please post a comment here and maybe you will get some volunteers.
On our way back, we tried to find where we came up from the ‘wrong’ trail and couldn’t spot it. This worked well with our idea that, if we found that wrong trail, we would try staying on the current trail to see if it eventually became the ‘other’ trail. It did! Plus, we never did find where we came up to the trail. So we hiked the rest of the way out to the car.
As we approached the parking lot we noticed some beautiful Manzanita bushes. They were the largest ones I’ve ever seen. I don’t know why we didn’t see them when we arrived in the lot. Either the sun was shining in the opposite direction or we were just too excited about starting our hike.
This was a great hike and one we want to come back to. I called the ranger station at Ozena the next day and I was told that a crew was heading up to the bush area the next day and that the trail was being cleared for ½ mi. I also looked at the map I had at home and noticed we didn’t even come close to our goal of Pine Mountain Lodge campsite. That was pretty disappointing. We had hiked 5 miles to Beartrap Creek campsite and we had to go another 7 miles to get to Pine Mountain Lodge campsite. Next time we’ll have to start earlier or do an overnighter in order to make it all the way. I’ll also check with the rangers ahead of time to see if the brush is cleared away.
Has anyone else hiked the Piedra Blanca in Southern California? How did it go with you?
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