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Great Basin National Park in Nevada is a park in the middle of nowhere that not many people have actually heard of it. Of course, I make it my business to know about such parks, so when I was planning a huge National Park trip to neighboring Utah, I included Great Basin. Utah and parts of neighboring states has the greatest concentration of National Parks in the country. By traveling in a loop, you can visit Great Basin in Nevada, Zion and Bryce Canyon in Utah, Grand Canyon (North Rim) in Arizona, Capitol Reef, Arches, and Canyonlands in Utah, and Mesa Verde in Colorado. I took this trip in the fall of 1998 over a two-week period. Two weeks was enough to see quite a bit in each park, but three weeks would have been much better. I flew into Salt Lake City and started the loop in a counterclockwise direction, hitting Great Basin first and the other parks in the order indicated above. I will talk about Great Basin National Park in this post, followed by the other parks in subsequent posts.<br />
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The bad thing about being at the top of a mountain is that you need to walk back down. The inexperienced might think that the climb up is harder than the climb down, but I usually find it to be the opposite. While the climb up is difficult, the difficulty consists merely of tired legs and gasping for breath. The difficulty going down is the constant abuse of your knees and the danger of falling. The Wheeler Peak trail is very rocky. The rocks are somewhat smooth and about 6 inches to a foot in length. This makes for very treacherous footing and brutal abuse of the knees. My knees survived fine, but now with older knees I would use trekking poles on the downhill journey.<br />
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As great as the Wheeler Peak hike was, the highlight of the park for me was the Bristlecone Pine Trail. I am a tree lover and borderline tree-hugger. To stand next to a 3,000 year old tree was a highlight of my life and a privilege for which I will be forever grateful. There are even older trees in the Inyo National Forest in the Sierra Nevada Mountains of California (Methuselah is almost 5,000 years old), but this was good enough for me. I was disappointed to learn on a recent trip to the Chicago Botanic Garden that bristlecone pines in the United States are no longer the oldest known trees in the world. There is a Norway spruce in Sweden that is 9,550 years old.<br />
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Near the Wheeler Peak and Bristlecone Pine Trails is the Alpine Lakes Loop. This is a nice hike past Stella and Teresa Lakes.<br />
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Finally, Great Basin National Park has a cave. Indeed, the original name of the park was Lehman Caves National Monument. I remember that I enjoyed the cave trip, as I always do, but truthfully I do not remember anything about the cave. If you have seen Mammoth Cave or Carlsbad Cavern, there is little need to see Lehman Cave. Of course, if you are there anyway, why not?<br />
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Though Great Basin National Park does not have the spectacular scenery of the nearby Utah parks, it is definitely worth a visit, especially for the bristlecone pines. Moreover, Wheeler Peak is probably one of the easiest 13,000 footers. The facilities near the park are rather limited, befitting a park that is in the middle of nowhere. The nearby town of Baker has one motel with seven units and a restaurant or two. It is (or at least was in 1998) refreshingly devoid of the circus-like atmosphere present in many National Park gateway towns.<br />
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My visit: September 1998SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-43030613909557318112011-04-17T22:40:00.004-05:002011-04-18T08:36:32.016-05:00New National Park Books<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2PgXIu0fqX_PTo-KUiRRYbY7k8dLLlRnWijZrPHJns6HKQyqMq8D8TTGJxieCmxvZ2vy73RlkExM7ABcKVipOwBLPdF3ubrIphq6d9q6hjxoQKz9B12RrT8J4B-5TmFHhIQOt1_mdL3n6/s1600/fodor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2PgXIu0fqX_PTo-KUiRRYbY7k8dLLlRnWijZrPHJns6HKQyqMq8D8TTGJxieCmxvZ2vy73RlkExM7ABcKVipOwBLPdF3ubrIphq6d9q6hjxoQKz9B12RrT8J4B-5TmFHhIQOt1_mdL3n6/s200/fodor.jpg" width="129" /></a></div>I recently purchased two new National Park books. The first one is Fodor's <b><i>The Complete Guide to the National Parks of the West</i></b>, which is the second edition of my favorite general National Park guidebook. This new edition has some differences from the first edition, with the disadvantages outweighing the advantages. The photos and maps in the new edition are all in color, which is nice but really rather unnecessary. I got a big kick out of the straight-out-of-the-60s "In Full Color" on the cover. I do like the new feature on how geysers and other thermal features work. Unfortunately, the book is noticeably thicker and heavier than the first edition, which is a big disadvantage if you want to take it along with you. The pages are also stiffer, which makes it harder to flip through. In summary, the new edition is nicer if you are sitting in your La-Z-Boy dreaming about the parks, but not as useful as a book to take along with you.<br />
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<i>Becoming Odyssa: Epic Adventures on the Appalachian Trail</i> by <a href="http://www.blueridgehikingco.com/">Jennifer Pharr Davis</a> (Odyssa) is the best AT book I have read since the Barefoot Sisters and is one of the best books of any kind I have read lately. Content-wise, I'll still go with the sisters. Their books are much longer and more detailed. However, in two other important ways Odyssa has the sisters beat. First, her writing is excellent, the best writing I have seen in an AT book and excellent writing by any standard. Her words are a pleasure to read. Second, and more importantly, her writing put me in her head better than any other AT book author. Her various comments and observations allowed me to relate to her. I never felt that I was simply observing someone's hike. Many reviews made a big deal about her being a woman. However, I found the book to be about a <i>person </i>hiking the AT, interesting to anyone who enjoys such books.<br />
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Every once in a while I run across a phrase or idea in a book that makes me sit there for a few minutes saying "Wow." There was one such passage in <i>Becoming Odyssa</i> (italics mine): "I spent one full afternoon on the rocks of Clarendon Gorge talking with the locals who had retreated to the cool rapids of Mill River to escape the summer heat. They shared their food and their stories with me. And as I sat and listened to them talk about interests ranging from car parts to pottery and football to farming, <i>it struck me that every person I had ever met and would ever meet knew something I didn’t and could do something I couldn’t.</i> It was a simple truth, but I finally realized that the more people I invested in, the smarter and better equipped I would be." <br />
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I <b>highly recommend</b> this book. Don't wait for it to come out in paperback. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Becoming-Odyssa-Adventures-Appalachian-Trail/dp/0825306493/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1298004667&sr=1-1">Get it now</a>.SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-50700628501064475632010-12-17T15:29:00.012-06:002017-01-22T18:48:47.252-06:00Glacier National Park - The Second Visit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Glacier National Park in Montana is my favorite National Park. Its beauty is almost indescribable, and the hiking is superb. As I was leaving the park during <a href="http://slmullen.blogspot.com/2010/03/glacier-national-park.html">my first visit in 2007</a>, I was already making plans to return. I made good on those plans this past September.<br />
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This time I flew into Calgary, which is about 200 miles from the park. This presented a bit of a dilemma during the planning stage, as Calgary is only about 80 miles from Banff National Park, which I had never visited. I resisted the urge of mission creep and made my plans for Glacier. After picking up my rental car and stopping at Safeway to get some groceries for the week's breakfast and lunch, I drove to Glacier. The weather was rather gray and rainy, and unfortunately this would be true for most of the trip. My destination for the night was the <b>Rising Sun Motor Inn</b>, a few miles into the park on the St. Mary side. This was fortunate because they told me at the gate that it was snowing at Logan Pass, and the road was closed there.<br />
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On my first visit, at the exact same time of year, the weather was sunny and warm, and I could hike whenever and wherever I pleased. The rainy weather and a snowline of about 7,000 feet would make planning a hike much more difficult this time. I spent quite a bit of time Sunday night deciding what to do tomorrow. As it turned out, this would become a nightly ritual. I had two main goals on this trip: the Dawson-Pitamakan Loop in the Two Medicine area and the Highline Trail to the Grinnell Glacier overlook. Dawson-Pitamakan tops out at 8,000 feet, and there are knife-edges to traverse, so it looked like I would not be doing that one, at least until later in the week. The Highline Trail begins at Logan Pass and tops out at about 7,000 feet, so waiting a day or so might be good. I decided that I would do the <b>Grinnell Glacier Trail</b> at Many Glacier. I had hiked this trail the last time, and it was one of the best hikes I had ever taken. This 11-mile out-and-back trail tops out at about 6,500 feet.<br />
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Early Monday morning I headed to <b>Many Glacier</b>. The weather was generally gray and rainy, but there was a bit of blue sky, and the sunrise on the mountains as I headed into the valley was beautiful. That would be the last time I saw the sun that day. Although I prefer hiking in good weather, the gray clouds and snow gave everything a totally different feel than the last time, and it was beautiful in its own way. I never did see the top of the Garden Wall or the Gem, but the scenery along the trail was magnificent as usual with the snow on the mountains making them look more imposing. I looked for the huge wildflower patch I had seen last time, but it was too cold this year, and they were gone. The last quarter of the trail had some snow along the trail, and there was snow on the trail at the final approach. Upper Grinnell Lake was iced up, so I did not dip my feet in this time. On the return trip I saw a mountain goat close-up. I ate my lunch at the lower elevations near Lake Josephine. <br />
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After the hike, I took the <b>Going-to-the-Sun Road</b> across the park to Apgar. By then it was raining, but the wetness brought out the color in the rocks and trees. The snow on the mountains at Logan Pass was beautiful. The visibility across Lake McDonald was poor, but it was still pretty. I decided to return to the east side via US-2, which hugs the park boundary, so I could check out the view from there. There was nothing exciting, but at least it is a faster road the Going-to-the-Sun. I got a big kick out of driving on US-2 in the mountains, since US-2 is the same road that goes across the Upper Peninsula (UP) of Michigan. Once I returned to the St. Mary area, I headed for my favorite non-hiking spot: <a href="http://twosistersofmontana.com/">Two Sisters Café</a>. I had my usual buffalo burger with a big onion on it. They did not have the home-made tortilla chips any more, but the Cajun-spiced fries were a very worthy successor.<br />
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I could see the tops of the mountains on Tuesday morning, so I decided that it would be a good day to take the <b>Highline Trail</b> to the <b>Grinnell Glacier overlook</b>, a 15.2-mile out-and-back hike. I did not know about that little side trail on my first visit, but as soon as I found out about it, I put it on my list for next time. I had seen Grinnell Glacier from glacier-level, and I absolutely had to see it from up on the Garden Wall. The Highline Trail sits high up the Garden Wall and in places is a thin shelf on the cliff. In other words, a great trail for views. As I walked along the trail, Heavens Peak and the Livingston Range came into view. As the sun rose, it touched the tips of the mountains with its light. It was one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen. The trail was mostly clear, but once in a while I had to walk on some snow. This was a test of nerves in some spots, as a fall would have been very long indeed. In addition to the scenery, I saw bighorn sheep and mountain goats.<br />
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Eventually, Granite Park Chalet came into view. It reminded me of Switzerland, where they commonly have buildings in the mountains. Soon, I was at the trailhead for the Grinnell Glacier spur. It took me quite a while to hike the 0.6 miles to the overlook, both because of the altitude and because of the snow on the trail. The goal was absolutely worth the work. I could look down at <b>Grinnell Glacier</b>, the Salamander, and Upper Grinnell Lake. I could see the spot where I had been standing the day before. Someone who had hiked from the Chalet took my picture there, and then I ate my lunch. It really was too cold and windy to eat lunch there, but how often would I have a chance to eat in such a spot?<br />
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The return trip was interesting both for a bad reason and a good reason. The bad part is that my left knee started hurting on the way down from the overlook. My knee has never bothered me before, but the combination of my age and suddenly demanding that my body traipse up and down mountains was too much. I longed for the days when I was 30 and I could do anything I wanted to my body and its only protest would be sore muscles the next morning. Oh well, I’ll just have to open up my wallet and get some trekking poles. I continued the hike at a slower pace.<br />
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The exciting thing came later down the trail. There was a curve up ahead and some hikers coming towards me mentioned <b>grizzly bears</b> that were on the trail but had moved off. I put my senses on high alert and continued. I rounded the curve and saw…nothing. Of course I had to relay the news to the next hiker coming towards me, and as we were talking he spotted three grizzlies below the trail. I snapped a picture and moved on. As I explained to my fellow hiker, my policy around dangerous animals is take a quick shot and get the heck out of there. At least this one came out better than my blurry rattlesnake at <a href="http://slmullen.blogspot.com/2010/07/sequoia-and-kings-canyon-national-parks.html">Kings Canyon National Park</a>. The rest of the hike was uneventful, and it started raining as I was approaching the parking lot. I got in my car and it started really raining. I did a little weather victory dance as best I could while strapped into the driver's seat and then headed to Two Sisters.<br />
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Tuesday evening was the time to plan for Wednesday’s hiking. This was the biggest planning challenge I have ever had. The weather showed no sign of getting better. I was at a mountain park, but I had to take a low trail because of the snow and a level trail because of my knee. I had several hiking guidebooks to help me, and I did indeed find such trails. This was the classic blessing in disguise. I ended up taking great trails that I would have ignored under better conditions. <br />
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Wednesday morning started gray again, but at least I could see the tops of the mountains. This would turn out to be the best weather day, with some actual blue sky scattered throughout the day. My first hike was to <b>Grinnell Lake</b>, a 6.8-mile out-and-back hike. I had seen Grinnell Lake several times from high above, but this time I would see it from lake level. I would also be able to see <b>Grinnell Falls</b> from below. <br />
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The trail begins in the parking lot of the Many Glacier Hotel and passes Swiftcurrent Lake and Lake Josephine before ending at Grinnell Lake. The trail was quite muddy, but also quite level. The weather may have made for bad hiking, but it made for great photographs. It doesn’t get much better than blue sky with wisps of clouds among the mountains. It was a beautiful hike. The exciting thing on the trail besides the spectacular scenery was the bridge crossing a small creek not too far from Grinnell Lake. It was made of wood planks and was suspended with rather thin steel cables. Every step sent the bridge violently bouncing. I’m scared of pretty much nothing, but crossing that bridge was something I was not looking forward to repeating on the return trip. After spending some time and having a snack at the lake, I returned to the trailhead. I had lunch at a picnic table at a nearby picnic area.<br />
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My next hike of the day was Beaver Pond, a 3.4-mile loop very near the St. Mary entrance. It was a nice enough hike through the woods and along St. Mary Lake, but not really Glacier-quality. After dinner at Two Sisters I hiked to <b>St. Mary Falls</b>, a 1.6-mile out-and-back hike. St. Mary Falls is my favorite in the park. On the way down, I saw a deer right on the trail, and ran into her again on the way back.<br />
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Thursday was a rainy day, and my hike would be the 7.2-mile <b>Two Medicine Lake Loop</b>. I headed towards Two Medicine hoping that the rain would stop. The rain and fog on the thin and winding SR-49 was quite enough excitement for the day. As I pulled into the parking lot at Two Medicine Lake, the rain had pretty much stopped. I started my hike in a clockwise direction. The trail was quite pleasant, with several clearings and ponds beside it for the first mile or so. At that point, it became a nice walk in the woods with an occasional glimpse of the lake. I could not see too many mountains with the low clouds, but once in a while I could see craggy peaks poking through the mist, much like an ancient Chinese painting. I had to cross another one of those shaky bridges, but this was a loop so I would not have to do it again.<br />
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It was on this trail that I found out what unpleasant hiking really is. At the far end of the loop, the views of the lake open up. There are blueberry or some such shrubs along the trail. Although it wasn’t raining at the time, the shrubs were wet, and before long my pants and boots were soaked. Soon, the only sound I heard was squish, squish, squish. Then it started raining. And it was cold. I switched to my Seattle Sombrero and put on my gloves. At the side trail to the boat dock, I sat down and wrung out my socks. On many hikes, once you reach the big scenic destination all that is left is the trudge back to the car. After the highlight of the beautiful lake view, there was a long cold and wet trudge. Complaining is fun, but seriously in all my years of hiking this was the first time I had to hike in such conditions. I consider myself lucky. My mother would say that it builds character.<br />
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I survived the hike and ate my lunch in my car. After lunch, I headed to Browning to check out the Museum of the Plains Indian. This was not the most impressive museum, but there was a display of formal and ceremonial clothing that was impressive indeed. Even more impressive was my dinner at Two Sisters.<br />
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Friday was my last day, and I decided to stop at <b>Waterton Lakes National Park</b> on my way back to Calgary. There was a bit of sun in the morning, and this time I was able to see Chief Mountain, which was shrouded in fog on my previous visit. Although it was early September, the light, the trees, and the air all had a pleasant autumn feeling. It was a nice drive to the border crossing. Once at Waterton, I drove the Akimina Parkway to Cameron Lake and hiked the 2.2-mile out-and-back <b>Cameron Lake Trail</b>. The weather was not so nice any more. I ate my lunch at the end of the trail. Then I drove the Red Rock Parkway with the intention of seeing Blakiston Falls. It started raining, and this time I had had enough. I turned around and headed to Calgary.<br />
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Though there is a bit of complaining in this post, I certainly enjoyed my visit. In fact, this visit cemented Glacier in place as my favorite National Park. There is often great beauty in bad weather. Also, I was able to see Glacier under totally different conditions than in my previous trip. Snow makes mountains more imposing. Wetness brings out color. Gray skies completely change the feel of a place. Given the choice, I would have asked for warm sunny weather, but I have now been privileged to see different faces of Glacier National Park. Its awesome beauty shines through in any condition.<br />
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My visits: September 2007, September 2010SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-7246892559672162672010-09-12T23:44:00.007-05:002010-09-19T17:18:36.991-05:00My New Favorite National Park<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASIfMhX1s6EzG3eZnb09AeTNCecKTlEJQcTdlKbEu84J7yKZbjC72EbvY8tP4LHe5-VVJVWNZMjif2GuTbVHDP0d9INMERk9_B6RV01D531cXz8oxKOm0DAUP5DVqLw6O3LJFMGdL-e2I/s1600/LR2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="55" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASIfMhX1s6EzG3eZnb09AeTNCecKTlEJQcTdlKbEu84J7yKZbjC72EbvY8tP4LHe5-VVJVWNZMjif2GuTbVHDP0d9INMERk9_B6RV01D531cXz8oxKOm0DAUP5DVqLw6O3LJFMGdL-e2I/s400/LR2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>For years, I've been hesitating when asked to name my favorite National Park. I usually name three: Yellowstone, Olympic, and Glacier. No longer. After my recent second trip to Glacier, I can now say that my favorite is <b>Glacier National Park</b>. It is without a doubt the greatest hiking park, but what really tips the scale is its sheer beauty. Spectacularly beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, heartbreakingly beautiful; I'm not sure we really have a strong enough adjective. The weather pretty much sucked the whole time I was there; it didn't matter. The rain just brought out the colors and the snow tipped the mountains in white. My knee started bothering me, so I had to limit myself to fairly level trails (a real challenge in Glacier); it didn't matter. I took some beautiful trails that I would not otherwise have taken. There is simply no other US National Park like Glacier, and it is my new favorite. My next post will have detailed information about my recent trip. There are photos posted on Flickr.SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-53746604389250249362010-08-11T14:34:00.003-05:002012-05-28T10:44:24.151-05:00Saguaro National ParkSaguaro National Park in Arizona is divided into two districts separated by the city of Tucson. To the west is the Tucson Mountain District, which has a desert environment. To the east is the Rincon Mountain District, which has both desert and mountain environments complete with pine trees at the higher elevations.<br />
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Saguaro is one of my favorite national parks. It does not have the grand scenery of my other favorites, such as Glacier, but it certainly has its charms. There are several reasons why I like it so much. First, the saguaro cacti are just so darn cool. I had seen these for my whole life on TV, both in cartoons and live action, and it was a thrill to see them in person. They are truly impressive plants. Second, Saguaro was my first National Park, though it was a National Monument at the time, and there is always a certain fondness for your first. On top of that, my first visit was also the first time I had been in the desert. The desert is so different from the trees and water of my home state of Michigan, and it is utterly fascinating. Third, it never seems crowded. Finally, I have been there more times than any other National Park. (I have been to Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore more.) I know the Tucson Mountain District quite well. This familiarity engenders a connection that I do not have with any other National Park. It seems like my own special place.<br />
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My visits to Saguaro National Park always include the <b>Tucson Mountain District</b>, so I will begin there. I usually take Speedway Boulevard from Tucson. Speedway eventually turns into Gates Pass Road, which twists and turns over the Tucson Mountains. That is why I like driving it. It ends at Kinney Road, which goes into the park. Starting roughly at Gates Pass, you are driving through Tucson Mountain Park, a Pima County park. Not too far before the Red Hills Visitor Center in Saguaro National Park is the entrance to the <b>Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum</b>, an excellent combination of zoo, natural history museum, and botanical garden. It is definitely worth taking some time from your hiking itinerary to visit. <br />
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More or less across from the zoo entrance is the trailhead for the King Canyon Trail. I usually have to drive back and forth a few times before finding it. This is the start for my favorite hike in the park, to <b>Wasson Peak</b>. My usual route is to take the King Canyon Trail to the Hugh Norris Trail to the Wasson Peak spur and then back the way I came for a seven-mile round trip. Last time I tried something different. After rejoining the Hugh Norris Trail I continued to the Sendero Esperanza Trail and took that trail back to the King Canyon Trail for an eight-mile round trip. I do not recommend one route over the other – it depends on whether you want a loop or an out-and-back hike. No matter which way you choose, it is one of the easier mountain hikes I have taken, similar to Ryan Mountain at Joshua Tree National Park. The views from the trail and the top are great, and as an extra bonus you can see the Kitt Peak Observatory from the top. <br />
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Wasson Peak is my favorite hike at Saguaro National Park both because it is simply a good hike and also for personal reasons. The first time I visited Saguaro was in 1990, when I was in Tucson for a conference. Of course, I had to go see the saguaros. I saw them and was happy, but then I heard about the hike to the top of Wasson Peak. Wasson Peak is only 4687 ft (1428 m) high, so it was an extremely attractive destination. I found the trailhead and started walking up King Canyon. Even though I was an inexperienced hiker at the time, I soon realized that I was ill-prepared to do the hike. I had no hiking boots, no hat, and no water. Any hiker will tell you that the most difficult thing to do psychologically is to turn back before reaching your destination. What really helped me was imagining the headlines in the newspaper the next day: “Conventioneer found dead in Saguaro National Monument.” It would be especially bad since I was a scientist, a presumably smart person. I turned back. As you might expect, it bugged the heck out of me that I did not do the hike, but I managed to push it to the back of my mind and avoid therapy. In 1994 I was not able to do the hike because of time limitations, but in 1997 I finally made it to the top of Wasson Peak, wearing hiking boots, a hat, and carrying water (and probably a granola bar).<br />
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Moving our story back to Kinney Road, the first site that you can find without driving back and forth is the Red Hills Visitor Center, a nice new yet tasteful visitor center. I seem to recall that they opened it soon after receiving their promotion to a National Park in 1994. As usual, there is a short nature trail behind the building. Continuing west on Kinney Road gets you to the Desert Discovery Trail, a short nature trail. Next is the driving highlight of the Tucson Mountain District, the six-mile <b>Bajada Loop Drive</b>. The road is unpaved, but usually in pretty good condition. This is where you can get your saguaro cactus fix. Along the road is the short (0.4 mile) but good <b>Valley View Overlook Trail</b>. You walk across a wash and then up a hill to a nice view of the Avra Valley. Also along the scenic loop is the Signal Hill picnic area. A short trail from there leads up the hill to some Indian petroglyphs and a fine view of hills and saguaros. It is a view that you will often see in photographs.<br />
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The<b> Rincon Mountain District </b>is not as fun to drive to as the Tucson Mountain District, but once you are there it is just as fun. The Rincon Mountain Visitor Center is near the entrance. From there you can take the eight-mile <b>Cactus Forest Drive</b>. This drive is nicer than the Bajada Loop in that it is paved. Again, you can satisfy your saguaro cactus craving here. Off of the road is a short nature trail, the Desert Ecology Trail. Later, the side road to the Javelina Picnic Area leads to the <b>Freeman Homestead Trail</b>, a nice one-mile loop past a huge saguaro, through a wash, and past the site of an old house. <br />
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At the end of the side road is the trailhead for the <b>Tanque Verde Ridge Trail</b>. This is the big trail at Saguaro National Park, and it leads to an extensive network of trails in the Rincon Mountains. It climbs for 6.9 miles to the 7049-foot (2148 m) Tanque Verde Peak and then beyond to other trails to the even higher Mica Mountain and Rincon Peak. At these altitudes, you are no longer in the desert but rather pine forest. I’m sorry to say that I have not hiked in this area, but hiking to Tanque Verde Peak is on my list for the next time if I can tear myself away from all the other things to do in Tucson.<br />
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My visits: May 1990, October 1994, May 1997, June 2000, April 2002, December 2006, May 2012SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-72647465971947915102010-07-25T14:56:00.003-05:002010-08-02T12:52:41.851-05:00Shaping the System<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKDYv76zihlf33fG8i8wNNkkIcF1WZOHXLiOHxh0lvxIpxNfJaCEtHOzOejoCJDRPJjc1QXo4NxiJ1boVpGaSq8M00A6oU8O452CK9wgiOilmpvMWVb9z7OVQ5lD4RvzkWVCtlx1E1vx9O/s1600/Scan10001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKDYv76zihlf33fG8i8wNNkkIcF1WZOHXLiOHxh0lvxIpxNfJaCEtHOzOejoCJDRPJjc1QXo4NxiJ1boVpGaSq8M00A6oU8O452CK9wgiOilmpvMWVb9z7OVQ5lD4RvzkWVCtlx1E1vx9O/s200/Scan10001.JPG" width="141" /></a></div>When I was writing my last post on Point Reyes National Seashore, I was thinking it may have been the first National Seashore, which would have been interesting to point out. To find the answer to this question, I consulted my copy of <b><i>The National Parks: Shaping the System</i></b>. It turns out that it was the second, two years after Cape Cod. Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore, which I mentioned in the post, was indeed the first National Lakeshore.<br />
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I love this little book. As you might expect from the title, it is devoted to telling us when each park was added to the system, both in narrative and tabular form. It is interesting reading for a National Park buff like me, and it is an excellent reference book. One especially interesting entry, on the back cover, is the history of the NPS arrowhead logo over the years. If you would like a copy of the book for yourself, you can order it from the <a href="http://bookstore.gpo.gov/actions/GetPublication.do?stocknumber=024-005-01215-0">US Government Bookstore</a> for $12.50 or you can access a PDF version at the <a href="http://www.nps.gov/history/history/online_books/shaping/index.htm">National Park Service</a> web site.SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-47436916863674729732010-07-24T17:16:00.007-05:002023-04-03T09:30:43.944-05:00Point Reyes National Seashore<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6cMByNiLPz_lWek1tMt8PNFslpt8gVRoSEpCHMOXKUVJPoPmjjeRPQWWGSi4-eUZhj8EqDrc8cqucIlv86dWm1hIQOWGvl-kHCXh1XvGqtxPxigSkgNPVPiyKU2FqicgxIk2RaU7yei8l/s1600/071210_062.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6cMByNiLPz_lWek1tMt8PNFslpt8gVRoSEpCHMOXKUVJPoPmjjeRPQWWGSi4-eUZhj8EqDrc8cqucIlv86dWm1hIQOWGvl-kHCXh1XvGqtxPxigSkgNPVPiyKU2FqicgxIk2RaU7yei8l/s200/071210_062.JPG" width="133" /></a></div>Point Reyes National Seashore in California is an hour or so north of the Golden Gate Bridge. We recently took a vacation to San Francisco, and naturally I scheduled some time for my second visit to Point Reyes. The park is on the opposite side of the San Andreas Fault from the rest of the state. This would not be surprising to anyone who has looked at a map of the park. Millions of years ago it was by Los Angeles, and millions of years from now it will be in Alaska. Luckily for me, right now it is in Marin County. <br />
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Point Reyes National Seashore reminds me quite a bit of Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore in Michigan. They are both on huge bodies of water (the Pacific Ocean and Lake Superior), they both have cliffs that tower high above the water, they both have lighthouses, and they both have secluded beaches nestled between cliffs. The main difference is the plant life. Point Reyes is largely grassland and Pictured Rocks is largely forest. Also, there are large hills around Point Reyes, something you won’t find too much of in Michigan.<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYhXYcQpMaHMSuTQzhlaHYMJcQjxss87y_X2yFDDWw6YbOLSj1v1qvdLXbN2k6vK4zVJ234OxRw5onLRxuMr1xwQp2ZSN6S3rFjBweuBUnLgk8oIvZPzaztyNVsJVlzqUone8QXgaBwRSt/s1600/The+End+of+the+World.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="134" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYhXYcQpMaHMSuTQzhlaHYMJcQjxss87y_X2yFDDWw6YbOLSj1v1qvdLXbN2k6vK4zVJ234OxRw5onLRxuMr1xwQp2ZSN6S3rFjBweuBUnLgk8oIvZPzaztyNVsJVlzqUone8QXgaBwRSt/s200/The+End+of+the+World.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>On my first visit in 1993, I only had a half day in the park. First I checked out the Bear Valley Visitor Center and walked the short <b>Earthquake Trail</b>. There is a fence along the trail that was split into two sections 16' apart by the 1906 earthquake. The <b>Point Reyes Lighthouse</b> is a well-known landmark, so I made that my prime destination of the day. The location of the lighthouse is unusual in that you have to descend about 300 steps to get to it, presumably so it can be right at the edge of the cliff. The parking lot is some distance from the lighthouse, and you have to walk along the road to get there. Along the road are several trees that I assume to be cypress. As is usual for this part of the state, it was foggy that day. I got a nice photo of the trees and fog, which later won a local photography award. I named the photo “The End of the World,” because that is what it really looked like. Interestingly, the fog cleared as I was at the lighthouse, and the trees just did not look the same on the way back. After checking out the North Beach, I drove to the Mount Vision lookout for a nice overview of the park and Pierce Ranch to check out the elk.<br />
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My recent visit was longer, with one full day (minus the drive from San Francisco) scheduled and the possibility of a second day. The second day was originally earmarked for visiting the John Muir National Historic Site in Martinez, but it turns out that it is closed on that day. So, the day became a contest between a second day at Point Reyes or a visit to Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. As you will see, the second day at Point Reyes won. <br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgruxhDC5mPHDEahmIo9pyYg8WF3hGc_OEVkaYDRESYGQ1i8lgrvOUU0ofhRAgFyl7ADDcIJIoZ5zJOUX-DrsXPk_WMcs2NIFfCxyzFFpQprPN-CyGoycYfZoIUGypmNEljGUefgtNzJCZm/s1600/071210_041.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgruxhDC5mPHDEahmIo9pyYg8WF3hGc_OEVkaYDRESYGQ1i8lgrvOUU0ofhRAgFyl7ADDcIJIoZ5zJOUX-DrsXPk_WMcs2NIFfCxyzFFpQprPN-CyGoycYfZoIUGypmNEljGUefgtNzJCZm/s200/071210_041.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>On the first day, we stopped at the Bear Valley Visitor Center and then stretched our legs on the Earthquake Trail. Then we drove up to Pierce Ranch to hike the <b>Tomales Point Trail</b>. The trail goes to the end of the point, which separates Tomales Bay from the Pacific Ocean. My wife did not want to hike the whole distance, so we decided to hike to the highest point for a 5-mile round trip. We think we did it, but it was hard to tell with the heavy fog. After finishing the hike and poking around the ranch, we went to nearby <b>McClure's Beach</b>. The trail through a canyon was beautiful, especially with flowers covering the canyon walls. At the end, the trail suddenly opened up to the ocean. <br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-x7rcM5r345ZdWsgb0nO0p9QL6QURNQzxzZxeiu_cqtOLYPo4GsB_iYZD_YDWesO59G6m8pgBvEuuIDylHzROsEK0qm-MStiOXQIgkVdxC0vIEqVD6uFu9wlYWi5WDG6geOY8cwHoOPiv/s1600/071310_015.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-x7rcM5r345ZdWsgb0nO0p9QL6QURNQzxzZxeiu_cqtOLYPo4GsB_iYZD_YDWesO59G6m8pgBvEuuIDylHzROsEK0qm-MStiOXQIgkVdxC0vIEqVD6uFu9wlYWi5WDG6geOY8cwHoOPiv/s200/071310_015.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><p>On the second day, we took the <b>Bear Valley Trail</b> from the visitor center to Arch Rock on the ocean. It was an 8-mile round-trip that was <b>the easiest hike in the world</b>. The trail was flat and wide and had no significant elevation changes until the very end. It was a nice walk through fields and forests and along little streams. The view at the end from atop <b>Arch Rock</b> was excellent, even with a touch of fog. I highly recommend this hike. </p><p> <br />
My visits: June 1993, July 2010</p>SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-19612952673546252852010-07-07T14:42:00.021-05:002017-01-22T18:50:10.917-06:00Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I arrived at Kings Canyon National Park early on Thursday morning, and the first thing I did was check out the <b>General Grant Tree</b>. This tree is the second largest tree on the planet. It’s big. After staring at the tree for a while, I continued on Highway 180 through Giant Sequoia National Monument and back into the park. The road ends at the appropriately named Roads End Permit Station. Before reaching the end, I stopped at some viewpoints and at Roaring River Falls. Several trails begin at the permit station. (Permits are not required for day hikes.) I took the trail that follows the South Fork of the Kings River past <b>Mist Falls and Paradise Valley</b> for a 13-mile round trip.<br />
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When I was done with this hike, I headed back up the road towards Grant Grove where I would be staying for the night. On the way, I stopped for a 3.5-mile round trip hike to the top of Little Baldy, one of the peaks along the road. There was an excellent mountain view from the top. Though I enjoyed my day at Sequoia, the park did not really thrill me. I might have a different view if I were a backpacker. After all, Sequoia NP is the home of Mount Whitney. Interestingly, you can't see Mount Whitney from the park without substantial hiking but you can see it from Lone Pine, near Manzanar National Historic Site, on the opposite side of the Sierras. Still, a visit is definitely worthwhile to see the General Sherman Tree, and it is a very short drive from Kings Canyon.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2SHW4YBzz-EJw-vJExA9ECAmKovcrHs27Kwlv6BQSLrfFJCzwWXl177UgxWTqxBlIohL0Bqgpy3RtMpkVIPDCh8zROdnmKtdSrSRSqRJZlgYV0dK4QMUsSDxP-YUV1yeR6qWTo9RE7zFT/s1600/080506_014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2SHW4YBzz-EJw-vJExA9ECAmKovcrHs27Kwlv6BQSLrfFJCzwWXl177UgxWTqxBlIohL0Bqgpy3RtMpkVIPDCh8zROdnmKtdSrSRSqRJZlgYV0dK4QMUsSDxP-YUV1yeR6qWTo9RE7zFT/s200/080506_014.JPG" width="200" /></a>My last day was Saturday, and though I did not realize it at the time, I had saved the best for last. The <b>Redwood Mountain Loop</b> was a great walk in the woods, with the bonus of giant sequoia trees and a descent into a canyon with accompanying views. The trail starts high with the canyon and mountain views and then descends into the woods. There are several interesting hollow trees, including a fallen one through which the trail goes lengthwise. My favorite part of the hike was the lush forest where the trail crosses Redwood Creek. One thing that I love is a nice walk in the woods, and this trail does not disappoint. Though this was my favorite hike of the trip, there were two others that were very close: the Mist Falls/Paradise Valley hike in Kings Canyon National Park and the Lyell Canyon hike in Yosemite National Park. After completing the hike, I stopped at the Redwood Mountain Overlook and then returned to the Grant Grove Lodge to prepare for my return trip to San Francisco. I had only six parks left to complete visiting every National Park in the lower 48 states.<br />
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My visit: August 2006SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-80674105362360679692010-07-06T17:29:00.023-05:002017-01-22T18:50:36.590-06:00Yosemite National ParkBy mid-2006, I had only nine parks left in my pursuit to visit every National Park in the lower 48 states. There were still two big-name parks left: Glacier and Yosemite, the latter being perhaps the biggest name of them all. It was time to go to Yosemite.<br />
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Yosemite National Park in California is in the Sierra Nevada Mountains, a mountain range much more impressive than one might think. People in the East such as me tend to think of the Rockies when they think of great mountains, but Mt. Whitney, the highest peak in the lower 48, is in the Sierra Nevada. Many of Ansel Adams’ famous photographs were taken there. John Muir named his Sierra Club for them after spending much time “sauntering” among them. I first saw the Sierras rising over the Owens Valley on a visit to Manzanar National Historic Site in 2000, and I was quite surprised and impressed. Besides Yosemite, Kings Canyon National Park and Sequoia National Park are in the Sierra Nevada, and they will be the subject of my next blog entry. I have a book, <a href="http://www.blurb.com/my/book/detail/587431"><i>National Parks of the Sierra Nevada</i></a>, available on Blurb, which contains pictures from this trip. Speaking of books, The <i>Moon Handbook</i> for Yosemite by Ann Marie Brown is an excellent guide book. She is also the author of my favorite hiking guide, <i>Day-Hiking California's National Parks</i>.<br />
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Yosemite National Park is impressive, but the thrill was toned down a bit for me because of the excessive hype the park receives. Even Yosemite cannot live up to its own hype. However, it was indeed a thrill to stand in front of Half Dome and El Capitan. They are, of course, immediately recognizable. The park is beautiful, and the rounded granite mountains and cliffs are unlike any I have seen before. I tend not to use the term breath-taking, but there is no other term to use when standing at Glacier Point looking down at the whole valley. Despite the hype, Yosemite is an impressive sight and a great National Park.<br />
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San Francisco, about 200 miles from the park, is the obvious place to fly into when visiting Yosemite. I arrived late in the day on a Saturday, so I drove to Oakdale, about halfway there, to shop for groceries and spend the night. On the first night of a hiking trip I stop to get food that requires no refrigeration so I can carry it in my daypack for lunch. Slim Jims, bagels, and granola bars are among my favorites, though for my next trip I may try pouches of tuna. I also get breakfast items that may or may not require refrigeration depending on the motel I am staying at.<br />
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On Sunday morning I continued to the <b>Hetch Hetchy</b> entrance of the park. I chose that entrance so I could get miscellaneous sightseeing out of the way before starting my serious hiking in the Tuolumne Meadows area. Hetch Hetchy Valley has been a lake since about 1923 when the O'Shaughnessy Dam was completed to supply water to San Francisco. They may take away my Sierra Club membership for saying so, but I liked the scenery and I think the loss of the valley was not such a great loss. An alpine lake, real or impoundment, is a beautiful site. There are plenty of before and after photos on the internet for you to decide for yourself. From the parking area, there is a trail that goes over the dam and then around the north side of the lake. I took this trail past Wampana Falls and back. I especially liked the view of Kolana Rock.<br />
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After hiking at Hetch Hetchy, I drove to the <b>Tioga Road</b>. My destination was Mono Lake on the other side of the mountains. I had wanted to see this ever since I purchased Pink Floyd’s <i>Wish You Were Here</i> many years ago. If you do not understand this reference you are too young, but please continue reading anyway. Of course, the journey was just as important as the destination, since the Tioga Road crosses Yosemite National Park. The first exciting thing I saw was Half Dome from Olmstead Point. It was recognizable as Half Dome, but it looked very different than the usual view from Yosemite Valley. This was my first “Wow, I’m in Yosemite” moment. My next stop was Tenaya Lake, where I stopped to eat lunch. Tuolumne Meadows was next, and eventually I left the park and headed to Mono Lake. I stopped for gas in Lee Vining and got totally ripped off. Gas was about $3/gallon at the time, but it was $4 there. Travelers, beware!<br />
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<b>Mono Lake</b> was just as cool as I expected. I’ve never seen anything else quite like all the tufa formations sticking out of the lake. After poking around there for a while, I returned to the Tioga Road and headed back through the park to Yosemite Valley, where I was staying at Yosemite Lodge. I would have preferred to stay closer to Tuolumne Meadows where most of my hiking would be, but accommodations are tough to get at Yosemite. I was lucky to get even that since I dawdled and made my reservations only ten months ahead of time. I stayed in one of the smaller buildings of the Lodge. The $170 room was decent, and it had a refrigerator. Yosemite Falls was easily visible from the grounds. Of course, I spent some time wandering around the valley to see Half Dome, El Capitan, and the other well-known features. My first view of El Capitan upon heading into the valley earlier in the day was somewhat amusing (at least to me). I was driving along the road taking in the beauty of my surroundings when suddenly there was a huge wall of rock more or less in front of me. “What the heck?” I then realized that it was El Capitan, and I was too close to see the top. It was much bigger than I had expected.<br />
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Monday was my first day of real hiking, so I got up early to head to the <b>Clouds Rest</b> trailhead near Tenaya Lake. The drive from Yosemite Valley is rather long and takes over an hour. Clouds Rest is a peak further up Tenaya Canyon than Half Dome, which is more or less at the junction of the canyon and Yosemite Valley. Clouds Rest has what many hikers consider to be the best summit view in the park. I haven’t been to all of them, but I sure cannot disagree. Not too far into the hike, there was a beautiful mirror-like pond. It took me a while to pull myself away from it. As I hiked higher, I passed through both woods and open areas from which the view kept getting better. The final ascent is over step-like granite with drop-offs on both sides – totally cool. The view from the top is as advertised, and it is indeed spectacular.<br />
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After seeing the view from Clouds Rest, I made my final decision not to hike Half Dome. The view would be much the same, and I consider Half Dome to be a dangerous hike because of the combination of crowds and cables. After hiking back to the trailhead, I returned to Yosemite Valley to view El Capitan and Bridal Veil Falls, eat dinner, and relax. I ate dinner each night at the lodge food court. The food was good and value was excellent for a National Park, where they know they have a captive audience.<br />
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On Tuesday Morning I returned to the Tuolumne Meadows area to hike <b>Lyell Canyon</b>. The trail followed the Lyell Fork of the Tuolumne River. It was quite chilly that morning, and at the beginning of the trail steam was rising from a small creek and dew on the grass made it appear silver. I hiked approximately ten miles, round trip. I knew I would not be able to hike to the end of the canyon and back (24 miles) in my allotted time, so I would have to choose a turn-around point. It is difficult planning a hike like this, because the temptation is to keep going until I reach the end. Turning around is difficult, even if it is in the plan. I reluctantly turned back when I thought I had gone five miles. For the portion I hiked, I would call it more of a valley than a canyon, as it was relatively wide and flat.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3XrfqnOSd3JeHjmuAiCS1uI7W_Lk8nWcTb6ePBhLcQpC69rrOmOmfDH1wJhAV1ho9YVWmeR2DxE8XtiK367PL3yqHAXaEyFsyrfonwKX4QqRJv6-rcaFsNgO6nq2opE1_8NBNDWHmWUAD/s1600/080106_085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3XrfqnOSd3JeHjmuAiCS1uI7W_Lk8nWcTb6ePBhLcQpC69rrOmOmfDH1wJhAV1ho9YVWmeR2DxE8XtiK367PL3yqHAXaEyFsyrfonwKX4QqRJv6-rcaFsNgO6nq2opE1_8NBNDWHmWUAD/s200/080106_085.JPG" width="200" /></a>This hike turned out to be my favorite in the park. I was in a beautiful valley with a beautiful clear river running through it. Being from Michigan, I am genetically programmed to love trees and water over rock. After completing my hike, I popped over to Tuolumne Meadows and walked to the top of Pothole Dome to get an overview of the meadow. Then I returned to Yosemite Valley for dinner and to spend more time among the famous sites. The highlight of the evening was stopping at Tunnel View. This is a superb spot to view the valley all the way down to Half Dome, and is one of the obligatory stops for photographers. Returning to the valley floor, I got a nice sunset view of Half Dome.<br />
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Wednesday was my final day in Yosemite. Since I would be leaving through the south entrance, I saved the Glacier Point area for today. My first stop was at the end of the road at <b>Glacier Point</b>. The view was spectacular, one of the best I have ever seen. I could see Yosemite Valley, Half Dome and Clouds Rest beyond it, Vernal and Nevada Falls, Yosemite Falls, El Capitan, and mountain scenery for miles around. My only regret on this trip is that I didn’t take the shuttle up to Glacier Point and then hike back down to Yosemite Valley. It would have been a spectacular hike. Oh well, I guess that’s what next time is for.<br />
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It was now time to leave Yosemite. I passed through the south entrance and stopped later in Oakhurst for dinner and an overnight stay. I had dinner at El Cid, a Mexican restaurant that had the biggest flan I have ever seen. I almost couldn’t eat it after my huge and tasty dinner. The next morning it was time to head to Kings Canyon and Sequoia National Parks, the subject of my next posting.<br />
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My visit: August 2006SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-3235477897172831352010-06-18T16:38:00.002-05:002010-06-18T16:42:22.017-05:00New National Park Book<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvX5vABouAbCXUE4Jusu0kuNjdX54dQmr85Adn6ARmFNQ8WtKIzJg_qIc4844hLGKiu3zgrEyf63PxIyXFwbsw5NHhedxJ4eKUE8szQvUHUQF8xEHZQLW-soFMDDYRme1028wg0IGMKCSD/s1600/NGComplete.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvX5vABouAbCXUE4Jusu0kuNjdX54dQmr85Adn6ARmFNQ8WtKIzJg_qIc4844hLGKiu3zgrEyf63PxIyXFwbsw5NHhedxJ4eKUE8szQvUHUQF8xEHZQLW-soFMDDYRme1028wg0IGMKCSD/s200/NGComplete.JPG" width="140" /></a></div>I recently finished reading a new book on the National Parks, <b><i>Complete National Parks of the United States</i></b> by Mel White, published by National Geographic. I have quite a library of National Park books, but this one was a fine addition. When they say complete they mean complete. Not only does it cover the National Parks, but the National Monuments, National Seashores, National Historic Sites, and so on (25 different classifications).<br />
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The book covers the history, purpose, features, and things to do and see at each park. The entries are well-written and detailed enough so you know what the park is like and whether you would want to go. Longer more detailed entries would not be a good idea, as the book is already 528 pages and printed on heavy paper. There are maps for all the National Parks, but unfortunately not for the other units. There are color photos throughout.<br />
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There are many books covering the National Parks in every possible level of detail, but finding a book about the other units in the system is not so easy. <b>This book has it all and is well-written and well-designed.</b> If you want one book on the National Parks, this would be the one. The list price is $40 (hardcover), but I got mine at <a href="http://www.amazon.com/National-Geographic-Complete-United-States/dp/1426205279/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1276897255&sr=8-1">Amazon </a>for $26.40.SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-41959275307810861572010-04-20T10:49:00.006-05:002010-04-20T12:48:52.089-05:00Channel Islands National ParkChannel Islands National Park in California is yet another island park. I wish they had chosen another name. When I hear “Channel Islands” I think of Guernsey and Jersey, not Anacapa, Santa Cruz, Santa Rosa, San Miguel, and Santa Barbara. Oh well, they never consult me about these things.<br />
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The different islands have different characteristics, and I would definitely like to return and try some of the others.<br />
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My visit: March 2005SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-4726290402842856362010-04-17T17:44:00.010-05:002010-06-18T16:42:52.236-05:00The Return of the Sisteri<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXezNDUYNCDAUNiYWMas9j6dWCmnAG93yUuYEeGFgJ9sxgyy7Ty96JfIR7QKoVo700zlBJwhsPlULv3-LAr44WdGJZTrYO-KV815B-hula1FtN4o_dpARCcOp2ANDi9B1jh87C95dW_h-/s1600/walkinghome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXezNDUYNCDAUNiYWMas9j6dWCmnAG93yUuYEeGFgJ9sxgyy7Ty96JfIR7QKoVo700zlBJwhsPlULv3-LAr44WdGJZTrYO-KV815B-hula1FtN4o_dpARCcOp2ANDi9B1jh87C95dW_h-/s200/walkinghome.jpg" width="131" /></a></div>In my previous post I was talking about how good <i>The Barefoot Sisters: Southbound </i>is. I have now finished reading their second book, <i>The Barefoot Sisters: Walking Home</i>. It chronicles their return trip from Georgia to Maine on the <b>Appalachian National Scenic Trail</b> after having completed the southbound journey in the first book. This is known as yo-yoing in AT parlance. It is a good read, but I did not enjoy it quite as much as the first book. <i>Southbound </i>seemed well balanced between the trail itself and the social aspects of hiking, such as meeting people and going to town to eat and sleep. <i>Walking Home</i> is skewed towards the social aspect. This is not necessarily bad, but I prefer the balance of the first book. I recommend <i>Walking Home</i>, but you will definitely want to read <i>Southbound</i> first. If only there were a third book...SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-48761671320102771772010-04-12T23:16:00.009-05:002010-06-18T16:43:11.444-05:00The Barefoot SistersThe Appalachian Trail, officially the <b>Appalachian National Scenic Trail</b>, is a 2,175-mile hiking trail stretching from Maine to Georgia. It is the fantasy of many hikers to through-hike the entire trail. It usually remains a fantasy for two reasons. First, two thousand miles is not a distance to be trifled with. Second, most people have jobs and/or family responsibilities that do not allow them to take six or more months off to complete the hike. Luckily for us, many people who are able to do it write books about it. It is much easier, quicker, and cheaper to hike the trail from your La-Z-Boy. It also makes your wife much happier.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGuZL8gBxtEPPGjkT1taNUzmoBqpetRGTBvuOAteWgNN7XkUzadKIcZef_F7YSLxiO6GjzjfeoXobsi1vd6u013Fi8qRhr_AyXAM8AB3HYNCbhYwS1gkdverZCKb5V5PccgOaIsZGzJgn/s1600/Southbound.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGuZL8gBxtEPPGjkT1taNUzmoBqpetRGTBvuOAteWgNN7XkUzadKIcZef_F7YSLxiO6GjzjfeoXobsi1vd6u013Fi8qRhr_AyXAM8AB3HYNCbhYwS1gkdverZCKb5V5PccgOaIsZGzJgn/s200/Southbound.JPG" width="131" /></a>An outstanding example of such a book is <i>The Barefoot Sisters: Southbound</i>, by Lucy and Susan Letcher, a.k.a the Barefoot Sisters, a.k.a. Isis and jackrabbit. In this book, they hike from Mount Katahdin in Maine to Springer Mountain in Georgia in about eight months. They encounter weather ranging from bright sun to raging blizzards and emotions from joy to despondency. They meet interesting characters on and along the trail. They have good days and bad. Above all, they tell their story in a very well-written and interesting manner. The book switches between Isis' and jackrabbit's point of view in a continuous narrative. The best compliment I can give it is that it is the type of book that will make you long to hike the trail yourself.<br />
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To make matters even better, the last words of the book are "To be continued..." Yes folks, as they approached Georgia they decided to hike back to Maine when they finished, or yo-yo. The second book, <i>The Barefoot Sisters: Walking Home</i> is on its way to me even as I write this. I can't wait.SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-75959756333911815852010-04-11T22:57:00.007-05:002010-04-15T17:28:25.223-05:00Dry Tortugas National Park<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuu2UYYGlf4CC1V-b43WJXBlR0UIoZTJYuJELzs1qinjHysxpGAULlNokvCmLKUvPu3Cv6Y_nwpTeGcGhfG7wtQfkiSWXINxcw3QtYAhIYuEcBRXstesztyNc2eGTzQLCMdv5cnVf_sofd/s1600/Fort+Jefferson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="136" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuu2UYYGlf4CC1V-b43WJXBlR0UIoZTJYuJELzs1qinjHysxpGAULlNokvCmLKUvPu3Cv6Y_nwpTeGcGhfG7wtQfkiSWXINxcw3QtYAhIYuEcBRXstesztyNc2eGTzQLCMdv5cnVf_sofd/s200/Fort+Jefferson.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Dry Tortugas National Park in Florida is another island park. It is in the Florida Keys, well past Key West, and consists of several islands and quite a bit of ocean. <b>Fort Jefferson</b>, a mid-19th century fort, takes up most of Garden Key. Appropriately, the former name of the park is Fort Jefferson National Monument. A visit to the fort makes a fine day trip from Key West. There are two ways to get there from Key West: boat or seaplane. The boat has the advantage of being cheaper, but the seaplane ride was well worth the extra money. It was much faster, and the view was great - we saw sharks and rays in the water and the approach to Fort Jefferson was magnificent. Also, it was cool being in a seaplane.<br />
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My visit: April 1999SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-82215818230509228562010-04-09T10:26:00.012-05:002010-04-15T17:29:32.783-05:00Isle Royale National Park<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe1KHeAmvY2PPwNiM0XdqADVWS_F9r0YRsdyLI7JFtuOx3ET0IyinH7BT40R8ztKIRAfX8H2i6Cj2tqCGycTfBdEcHA6XhiZkVHHL4YPVWhCuHzd9N4xA9fI7_XpzNUbZLs36S8U5GhyphenhyphenAe/s1600/081208_062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe1KHeAmvY2PPwNiM0XdqADVWS_F9r0YRsdyLI7JFtuOx3ET0IyinH7BT40R8ztKIRAfX8H2i6Cj2tqCGycTfBdEcHA6XhiZkVHHL4YPVWhCuHzd9N4xA9fI7_XpzNUbZLs36S8U5GhyphenhyphenAe/s200/081208_062.jpg" width="200" /></a>Only people who <i>really</i> want to go to Isle Royale National Park in Michigan go there. As an island in Lake Superior, it is one of the more isolated National Parks. It is often said that more people visit Yellowstone in a day than visit Isle Royale in a year. It takes quite a bit of time and money to get there, even if you are already in the area. For the boat ride and one night in the lodge, we spent $500. Moreover, if you do not want to hike, there is not much point in going. There is no single “must-see” sight in the park, but rather it is a place of quiet wilderness. Other than the lodge and a few facilities at Rock Harbor, the island consists of trees, rocks, water, moose, wolves, and backpacking trails. The <b>Greenstone Trail</b>, traversing the length of the island, is well-known among backpackers, and Isle Royale is something of a backpacker’s paradise. Backpackers, of course, do not have to worry about the cost of the lodge. Money and time aside, it is a thrill to take a boat across Lake Superior, the greatest of the Great Lakes. It is an even bigger thrill to be on a wilderness island in the lake.<br />
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The usual way to get to Isle Royale is by boat, though you can also take a seaplane. From Michigan, you can start in either Houghton or Copper Harbor. The trip from Copper Harbor to Rock Harbor on a commercial boat takes three and a half hours. The trip from Houghton on a park service boat is noticeably longer, though the drive is shorter. I like Copper Harbor and I really did not want to spend six hours in the boat each way, so the decision to leave from Copper Harbor was quite easy for me. Additionally, on the way there you pass by the <a href="http://www.societystjohn.com/store/">Jampot</a>, where monks sell muffins that must weigh five pounds each. On the subject of food, another attraction of Copper Harbor is the Harbor Haus Restaurant. You can also get to Isle Royale from Grand Portage, Minnesota. The trip is only about two and a half hours, but it goes to Windigo on the western tip of the island. If you want to get to Rock Harbor, you have to sail the length of the island, and the trip takes seven hours.<br />
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One last thing - Royale is pronounced as Royal, not Roy-AL. <br />
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My visit: August 2008SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-50629903472754188342010-03-31T09:30:00.002-05:002010-04-14T19:34:03.097-05:00National Parks MagazineThe latest issue of <i><a href="http://www.npca.org/magazine/">National Parks</a></i> was especially interesting. There was a great article on a seasonal ranger, Doug Follett, who has been at <a href="http://slmullen.blogspot.com/2010/03/glacier-national-park.html">Glacier National Park</a> for 50 years. There was also an article on the new "America the Beautiful" quarter program. Although the quarters will not have only National Parks on them, they are by far the dominant subject. Another article talked about darkness and stargazing in the National Parks. I was amused by the city person who thought the Milky Way was a cloud, though I can understand her confusion. I was amazed the first time I saw it. Another article is about George Wright, a park biologist whom most of us first got to know through Ken Burns' recent documentary. Of course, there is much more in the magazine, but these are some of the highlights. You can get the magazine by joining the <a href="http://www.npca.org/">National Parks Conservation Association</a>.SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-48884865825711272752010-03-30T22:53:00.011-05:002010-04-14T22:19:49.445-05:00Crater Lake National ParkAs I mentioned in an <a href="http://slmullen.blogspot.com/2009/07/astounding-scenery.html">earlier post</a>, Crater Lake National Park in Oregon contains astounding scenery - the kind that nearly knocks you over. I had been to the Pacific Northwest several times, but never got around to seeing Crater Lake. It was always a bit out of my way, and it was a one-trick pony. Of course, I had heard about how blue and beautiful the lake is, but I tend to be a skeptic. In 2004, I finally visited the park since we were traveling from Portland, Oregon to California on a trip that would also include Lassen Volcanic National Park and a repeat visit to Redwood National Park. I couldn't skip a National Park when I was that close to it. As it turned out, I was very glad I did not skip it this time.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCzBFZwpQwN4HW7XjSoWH5785BDnbcZdaDbsTzf27l87ImJQaZSm-GS5yTJpE5WFwV2izGfzbeSnrJHEssuwYPCVOWXfMybN9pxHzynLcwDZxYzUQeuWaWv7eDLtHK7Xg1dCsroqas8ScA/s1600-h/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="136" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCzBFZwpQwN4HW7XjSoWH5785BDnbcZdaDbsTzf27l87ImJQaZSm-GS5yTJpE5WFwV2izGfzbeSnrJHEssuwYPCVOWXfMybN9pxHzynLcwDZxYzUQeuWaWv7eDLtHK7Xg1dCsroqas8ScA/s200/c1.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Crater Lake is a mountain lake that rests in the collapsed volcanic cone of Mount Mazama in the <b>Cascade Mountain Range</b>. There is a road that runs around the lake, and entrance roads connect to it from the north, west, and south. We entered the park from the north and drove for a while. After driving for several not-so-scenic miles, we arrived at the <b>Rim Road</b> and started in a clockwise direction. We first saw the lake from the Grouse Hill pull-off. We were astounded. Guidebooks use words like heart-stopping and breath-taking, but nothing can prepare you for your first sight of Crater Lake. It really is as blue as people say. The pictures do not do it justice; this is one thing you really need to see for yourself.<br />
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Though we only spent a day at Crater Lake, it is a day I will remember.<br />
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My visit: August 2004SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-12822379762895448202010-03-25T13:54:00.027-05:002023-04-17T18:50:53.823-05:00Glacier National Park
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSXvs9HpI2W_ez92fIO3Gs7RCqLwEyRo8wfJVE7FoNdIagpnlDJTsumOCc33fKIFcFH4kwdBx3eHv7c3qFy_scPOAAZvay4pbFaW64jfKKM7GcxHShsBQj6FpYcIoU5fgBXbevrNgxb1n2/s1600/090307_009.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSXvs9HpI2W_ez92fIO3Gs7RCqLwEyRo8wfJVE7FoNdIagpnlDJTsumOCc33fKIFcFH4kwdBx3eHv7c3qFy_scPOAAZvay4pbFaW64jfKKM7GcxHShsBQj6FpYcIoU5fgBXbevrNgxb1n2/s200/090307_009.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>Glacier National Park in Montana is one of my favorite National Parks. As I mentioned in an earlier post, the more I think about it, the more I like it, and one day I may simply call it my favorite. Several years ago, my uncle said with complete certainty that Glacier is the most beautiful National Park. I was a bit skeptical since I had seen many very beautiful parks, but I kept it in the back of my mind. Not long after I got to the park, I sent him a postcard agreeing completely with what he had said. One factor in my affinity for Glacier is that I went by myself. Glacier has the reputation for having grizzly bears, and my wife wanted no part of it. All in all, I prefer having my wife there to share the experience, but going solo allowed me to become one with the park. For several days it was just me and the park. This builds a strong connection that is hard to describe.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Yu7nGCqEPgraVEoApKT64npR9sWxwLaBwGTPgk_kjxfLVEV0bmICRMhhDF6sXNmRsb9NfS68T_jLnYhGt6_dSVLGlk6KysSdVb09btsrU9jMkGz7vXGRlu5pseFkGccU2c3p8XWzgCATJHEC6dWsgEypzbPmAwIw8AQR5F05RFZM4dUQ6OZgSHWZyg/s6860/Apgar%20Lookout%20Panorama.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2113" data-original-width="6860" height="99" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Yu7nGCqEPgraVEoApKT64npR9sWxwLaBwGTPgk_kjxfLVEV0bmICRMhhDF6sXNmRsb9NfS68T_jLnYhGt6_dSVLGlk6KysSdVb09btsrU9jMkGz7vXGRlu5pseFkGccU2c3p8XWzgCATJHEC6dWsgEypzbPmAwIw8AQR5F05RFZM4dUQ6OZgSHWZyg/s320/Apgar%20Lookout%20Panorama.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I got into Glacier National Park in early afternoon, and after taking the obligatory entrance sign shot I hiked the Apgar Lookout Trail, a 5.6 mile round trip. This trail leads up a hill with what I assume to be a fire lookout on top. From the lookout, I got my first view at the mountains and Lake McDonald. It was a great view that made me even more excited to be there than I already was. Signs of a fire from 2003 are clearly evident from the trail. That night I stayed at the Village Inn in Apgar. It is right on the shore of <b>Lake McDonald</b>, and I was already looking forward to taking sunrise pictures the next morning.<br />
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On my final day, I drove back over Going-to-the-Sun Road to head back to Spokane. The scenery was beautiful, and I found that I actually had tears in my eyes as I was taking my final look at Glacier. Certainly I have been to National Parks before and wished that I didn’t have to leave, but tears were a bit excessive. Nevertheless, that is what happened. Before leaving the park, I made one last stop at Lake McDonald, and was treated to a beautiful cloudy gray-toned view. <br />
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My visit: September 2007<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br />SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-43506325992291558322010-03-22T12:30:00.012-05:002010-11-12T08:43:35.341-06:00North Cascades National ParkNorth Cascades National Park in Washington is a difficult park to get to. If you look at a map of Washington, the North Cascades Highway (SR-20) seems to go right through the park. A closer inspection reveals that the park is actually divided into north and south units with <b>Ross Lake National Recreation Area</b> between them. The road goes through Ross Lake NRA. You can see mountains in the National Park from the road, but you are not actually in it. There are some trails from the road that lead into the park, but I was there before the hiking season started. Also, I only had one day at the end of a conference in Seattle.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiFgUGbIN1aAATvHb1NU1Z7mNxUMOFuKH3J8lVMbhuwP-5RH88zyVZGvdum6IyTTIdqcy_F1jxvPcqEh7JTgK_SkMxWf8dF5ZjgFXvHQHBziRId9prb8QuPnb6yYhWdKngbvsx6MAjEOOL/s1600-h/060306_020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiFgUGbIN1aAATvHb1NU1Z7mNxUMOFuKH3J8lVMbhuwP-5RH88zyVZGvdum6IyTTIdqcy_F1jxvPcqEh7JTgK_SkMxWf8dF5ZjgFXvHQHBziRId9prb8QuPnb6yYhWdKngbvsx6MAjEOOL/s200/060306_020.JPG" width="200" /></a>What I would like to have done is enter the park from the south. Adjacent to North Cascades National Park on the south is <b>Lake Chelan National Recreation Area</b>. In the summer, you can take a boat up the long length of Lake Chelan and get a lodge room in the isolated settlement of <b>Stehekin</b>. From there you can take a shuttle bus up the road through Lake Chelan NRA and then hike into North Cascades National Park. I actually had this scheduled as part of a vacation in 2000, but I had to cancel because of forest fires in many of the areas I was going to visit. I still hope to do it some day.<br />
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My visit: June 2006SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-8611607516386451962009-12-29T22:16:00.027-06:002010-06-18T16:43:49.841-05:00Preparing for a National Park VisitBefore I go to a National Park I spend quite a bit of time preparing. I want to know what there is to see and do at the park and how much time I should allot to each park. As a general rule, one can never spend too much time in a National Park, but on vacation there are many things to see and I have to ration out the time. Even when I can spend several days at one park, there are always too many trails to hike, and I have to decide which ones to take. I have many reference sources, and here I will share the best ones with you. Some of the photos below are not the current edition, and I make no claims that all these books are still available.<br />
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<b>NPS Web site</b><br />
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This is the obvious first source, and it's free. I used to have to mail away for brochures, but the web has eliminated that need. Now I can just go to <a href="http://www.nps.gov/">www.nps.gov</a> and find out all the general information I need. I consider this source to be an orientation to the park with the details to be filled in with other publications. The map is especially valuable. The best thing about this site is that one can find all the nearby NPS units by looking at the state maps.<br />
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<b>Guide to the National Parks of the United States (National Geographic)</b><br />
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This is the best book for giving an overview of what to see at the park. It is written mainly from the viewpoint of someone driving through the park. Even an avid day hiker like me wants to stop and see the scenic highlights of the park. This book's strength is in telling you what you should see. It is fairly weak in talking about facilities and hiking.<br />
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<b>The Complete Guide to the National Parks of the West (Fodor’s)</b><br />
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This book covers almost every aspect of a park visit with reasonable detail. It tells you what to see, where to hike, where to eat, and almost anything else you can think of. This plus the National Geographic book is a killer combination.<br />
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<b>National Parks of the American West (Frommer’s)</b><br />
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This is quite similar to the Fodor's book in the information it contains, but where the Fodor's book pretty much gets down to business, this book has a longer, more narrative style. One nice feature is that there is a ranger's opinion on what to see for each park.<br />
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<b>Day-Hiking California’s National Parks by Ann Marie Brown</b><br />
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I totally love this book. It is the best hiking book I own, but of course it is only good for California. Her hike descriptions are very good and she gives her opinion on which hikes to take. Each chapter has a list of all hikes, a list of the don't-miss day hikes, and the best hikes if you only have one day. I like a hiking book author who is not afraid to give her opinion on the hikes. As an added bonus, I have always found her opinions to be sound.<br />
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<b>Hiking the National Parks (Falcon)</b><br />
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This is a series of books that includes many of the National Parks. The hike descriptions are quite detailed including data, but depending on the author can be a bit dry. Some authors rate the hikes, and some don't. These books tend to be complete, containing every trail in the park. They are mainly aimed at backpackers, though I find them useful for day hiking.<br />
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<b>Best Easy Day Hikes (Falcon)</b><br />
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These books are often based on the larger book above, but as the title implies, they contain just the day hikes. The hikes are often ranked. I find these books to be quite useful, especially when you just need a short hike to fill up the rest of the day.<br />
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<b>National Parks Guides (Frommer’s)</b><br />
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These books have much the same flavor as the big Frommer's book above, but they go into excruciating detail about one park. The hiking sections are particularly good because they describe only the most interesting hikes. I often find my hikes here and then look at the Falcon guide for more detail.<br />
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<b>Moon Handbooks</b><br />
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What can I say? Moon books are the finest guide books available. In the last few years they have come out with guides for some individual National Parks, and they are excellent. They tell you everything in great detail, and they are so well written that you can just sit down and read them like a novel. If you buy one guidebook for your park, make it Moon.<br />
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<b>AAA Tourbooks</b><br />
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These books are pretty much worthless for giving park information, but if you want to stay in a motel you need this book. I usually stay in a motel outside of the park, and I stay only in motels that are approved by AAA. Sometimes I want or have to stay in the park lodge, and these are often not in the AAA book. I have generally found them to be fine, though. Otherwise it's only AAA approved for me.<br />
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Since the parks are only about 50 miles apart, it makes sense to visit them both on the same trip, and I have done so twice. The Park Service agrees, as the two parks share one visitor’s guide. Let me sidetrack a bit here to say what I mean by visitor’s guide. When you go to a National Park, there are two publications of interest that you will receive when you pay your entrance fee. One is the park map, which is a very well-designed fold-out brochure with a map and information about the human and natural history of the park. The other is a visitor’s guide, or park newspaper, that has additional information. It has articles concerning the park, detailed information about the park’s facilities, more maps, and at least rudimentary hiking information. Even if you have prepared beforehand, it is of great benefit to read or at least skim these publications as soon as you can. Of course, you can get even more detailed information about hiking and other activities at the visitor center.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">First Visit</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlmga21_w6wScUDbDufFNapA3Mq8r755hhP46iPWhhJZ9XIFj3ZZqMmmjPxb4FRyQyZ64HK4D-HkZbdlCYGrlaUbI8nMw9XxDMkg-INNdi5McWLJzEiwejquTokf_PsMgtoTHzIUa9NPCf/s1600-h/El+Capitan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlmga21_w6wScUDbDufFNapA3Mq8r755hhP46iPWhhJZ9XIFj3ZZqMmmjPxb4FRyQyZ64HK4D-HkZbdlCYGrlaUbI8nMw9XxDMkg-INNdi5McWLJzEiwejquTokf_PsMgtoTHzIUa9NPCf/s200/El+Capitan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420814451926827570" border="0" /></a>My first visit to these parks was in 1994 as part of a huge two-week loop through Arizona and New Mexico, which included ten National Parks and Monuments. Guadalupe Mountains National Park was the first of the two. Something I still remember clearly was approaching the park from the west via US 180/62 and seeing <span style="font-weight: bold;">El Capitan</span> far in the distance. The land to the west is perfectly flat, so it made for an impressive sight. We stopped at the diner in Salt Flat for lunch before continuing to the park. One trouble with a big trip like this is that often there is not as much time in each site as I would like, and this was definitely true of Guadalupe Mountains National Park. We checked out the mountains from the road, walked the short Pinery Trail, visited the Frijole Ranch, and I hiked the 2.3 mile <span style="font-weight: bold;">Smith Spring Trail</span>. As the name implies, the destination is a spring. The hike is quite enjoyable, and it moves from desert to forest near the spring and then back to desert. This visit left me wanting to hike the Bowl and McKittrick Canyon.<br /><br />The next stop was Carlsbad Caverns National Park. Everyone knows that at dusk thousands of bats come out of the cave, and I wanted to see them. At the time, there was an AAA-approved motel in Whites City, just outside the park. As we checked in, I asked when the bats would be coming out. The clerk said “Leave right now!” It takes twenty minutes or so to get to the cave entrance, where they have an amphitheater to view the bats. We got there with about ten minutes to spare. The bat flight was quite impressive. Although you could take photos back then, it is no longer allowed. The next morning we toured the cave.<br /><br />The best part about Carlsbad Caverns is that you can go on a self-guided tour of the cave. In most caves, such as Mammoth Cave, you have to rush along to keep up with the group. Here you can take a much more relaxed stroll, and really enjoy the view. There are also some ranger-guided tours to rooms that are considered delicate. On this visit, we took the guided King’s Palace Tour and the self-guided <span style="font-weight: bold;">Big Room Tour</span>. The Big Room Tour can be approached in two ways. You can take the elevator down from the visitor center, or you can take the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Natural Entrance route</span> which joins up with the Big Room route at its beginning. On this trip, we took the elevator for the King’s Palace Tour and then went off on our own for the Big Room. By now I have been to several caves, including Mammoth, Wind, Jewel, and Lehman, and I would have to say that Carlsbad Caverns is the best. The Big Room is indeed big, and there are several beautiful and/or amazing formations everywhere you look. Furthermore, the importance of being able to set your own pace cannot be overestimated. After touring the cave, we drove the Walnut Canyon Desert Drive, which is a 9.5 mile auto nature drive.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Second Visit</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKMySCC4nmE6XeKxPC-OyqSSzNdSsuFuHjdR6M1jQuQSoT5oGf77udnXuQ4XxVaHpCiAugmmaQBOeCWXXcNC9HxlJr9z45s8QQnsenGob0rZGxvZHjSzwXlL9i8-dHGevyqyUc-PHVD4fJ/s1600-h/051709_005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKMySCC4nmE6XeKxPC-OyqSSzNdSsuFuHjdR6M1jQuQSoT5oGf77udnXuQ4XxVaHpCiAugmmaQBOeCWXXcNC9HxlJr9z45s8QQnsenGob0rZGxvZHjSzwXlL9i8-dHGevyqyUc-PHVD4fJ/s200/051709_005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420815013156631442" border="0" /></a>My second trip to Guadalupe and Carlsbad Caverns was a bonus on my trip to <a href="http://slmullen.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-bend-national-park-in-texas-is-in.html">Big Bend National Park</a> earlier this year. It is impossible for me to go to a National Park without also visiting any other one nearby. (I also visited Fort Davis National Historic Site and Chamizal National Memorial on that trip.) Most importantly, though, I wanted to hike the Bowl and McKittrick Canyon. Thus, on this trip I allotted much more time for Guadalupe. On a rainy Sunday morning I arrived at the road to McKittrick Canyon, but the gate wasn’t open yet. This would be a perfect chance to stretch my legs on the relatively short (2.3 miles) Smith Spring Trail that I had hiked on my previous trip to the park. The hike was unlike any other desert hike I had taken because of the gray fog that was all around me. It was really weird seeing desert plants in this weather condition. After this hike, I drove to <span style="font-weight: bold;">McKittrick Canyon</span> for the 10.2 mile round trip to <span style="font-weight: bold;">the Notch</span>. The fog had lifted a bit, so I was<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0c1AZ4X4_tqqtzVxFU2twCKcd6jg_wgZmw0aZchruS0CoUtobGlanIFdWr90vlPnE0Ddrg0R7aTD9neiHodKUfBGbLjycPBI6Bo7f-Zu0kbO5UkeFZyF7CCCJ7IAltumRurAbZKszoVUu/s1600-h/051709_038.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0c1AZ4X4_tqqtzVxFU2twCKcd6jg_wgZmw0aZchruS0CoUtobGlanIFdWr90vlPnE0Ddrg0R7aTD9neiHodKUfBGbLjycPBI6Bo7f-Zu0kbO5UkeFZyF7CCCJ7IAltumRurAbZKszoVUu/s200/051709_038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420870436012950466" border="0" /></a> able to see the scenery. The rain had intensified the colors of everything it touched, so the plants and other scenery were very beautiful. About halfway to the Notch, I stopped to check out the abandoned Pratt Lodge. The view of South McKittrick Canyon from the Notch was superb, and it was a great place for lunch. By this time, Guadalupe Mountains had cemented its place on my list of great National Parks.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj327-fAx5R8dqmBFvxwfhUi3gmjHgYbz0V5gS-yy0xbhkPtElkDCPZIyhYFrK6yw350OT50r9t4CGSj92eXnwndMdiPo-lmcmqyA5mgB3Y2zy4hxkiP5EyN-feG38ppwck8jn0HdwOTwmq/s1600-h/051809_022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj327-fAx5R8dqmBFvxwfhUi3gmjHgYbz0V5gS-yy0xbhkPtElkDCPZIyhYFrK6yw350OT50r9t4CGSj92eXnwndMdiPo-lmcmqyA5mgB3Y2zy4hxkiP5EyN-feG38ppwck8jn0HdwOTwmq/s200/051809_022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420816439965913794" border="0" /></a>The next day I hiked up to <span style="font-weight: bold;">the Bowl</span> in an 8.5 mile loop. I chose the counter-clockwise direction via the Frijole Trail, Bear Canyon Trail, Bowl Trail, and Tejas Trail. I chose this direction so I would hike the steepest part (Bear Canyon) uphill. I do not like to hike down steep trails. The hike was good, but the bowl itself was a bit disappointing. I was envisioning a rather large bowl filled with pine trees, but it was not so big and the trees were rather sparse. The view from Hunter's Peak, however, was quite good. From there I could easily see Guadalupe Peak, the highest point in Texas. (You can hike to the top if you want.) Even cooler, I could look down at the top of El Capitan, the landmark that you can see for miles.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgug2GJtnQ7kcPMU342I4oGVYrM_FbEgdRPT7vtIOoHAF0QW6xSFy7aLClDIFg5P6Uxu8TazHyD2tMFfAXpAI5jvzFHquki8aTmZKQLxjBMxn6Q1vtR1S0rSUIzi0u2SyvILLAiCnDpvPRL/s1600-h/051909_045.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgug2GJtnQ7kcPMU342I4oGVYrM_FbEgdRPT7vtIOoHAF0QW6xSFy7aLClDIFg5P6Uxu8TazHyD2tMFfAXpAI5jvzFHquki8aTmZKQLxjBMxn6Q1vtR1S0rSUIzi0u2SyvILLAiCnDpvPRL/s200/051909_045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420816887479158274" border="0" /></a>My next day’s activity was to tour Carlsbad Caverns. I started at the <span style="font-weight: bold;">natural entrance</span>, the first person there for the day. There are many switchbacks as you descend into the ground. Finally, it levels off a bit as you actually enter the cave. The route is then downhill all the way until joining with the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Big Room</span> route. This time, I had a camera that could take pictures in the cave, so it was quite fun photographing the formations. When I got to the end of the trail, I decided to take it again with my camera in its bag. I highly recommend this strategy. Without your camera, you look at everything instead of hunting for something that would make a pretty picture. After lunch, I had the whole afternoon available, so I decided to go back to Guadalupe and enter it from the north this time. The entrance, accessed by back roads, is at Dog Canyon. As you enter the park, there is a little Texas sign. I don’t think it was big enough to even say “Welcome to Texas.” The terrain on this end of the park is much smoother than at the southern end. The Bush Mountain Trail starts here and the <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6zBSWRJUBqFv6CBDswv8Ty9K71K5JCsP8QZj27r2v7AkFkUwHdKkAmoVoI0_t4TwhHpdpu_8CCQJ7zylkYq3pdxV88ZcYs9uO7HKwIfmIn8jp0ScMkxBWsc9M2LmX_ezdltfr0Vqteyuv/s1600-h/051909_067.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6zBSWRJUBqFv6CBDswv8Ty9K71K5JCsP8QZj27r2v7AkFkUwHdKkAmoVoI0_t4TwhHpdpu_8CCQJ7zylkYq3pdxV88ZcYs9uO7HKwIfmIn8jp0ScMkxBWsc9M2LmX_ezdltfr0Vqteyuv/s200/051909_067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420817469167561698" border="0" /></a>aforementioned Tejas Trail ends here. I took the Bush Mountain Trail to Manzanita Ridge and back, about 4 miles. After returning to my motel in Carlsbad (Whites City no longer having an AAA-approved motel), I prepared for the next day’s drive to Big Bend National Park. For more pictures of Carlsbad Caverns and Guadalupe Mountains, with captions, see my <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/slmullen/sets/72157618749275272/detail/">Flickr page</a>.<br /><br />My visits: October 1994 and May 2009SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-84217214937805505562009-11-28T10:05:00.004-06:002010-04-14T19:34:03.103-05:00Everyone Wants to be a RangerThe latest issue of <span style="font-style: italic;">Backpacker </span>is the Reader's Choice issue. It was nice to see that 44% of the readers said that being a <span style="font-weight: bold;">ranger</span> is their dream outdoor job. Several of the staff agreed. Some were even specific about which park they wanted to work for: NP of American Samoa, Yosemite NP, and Denali NP. Of course, this is also my dream job. I hadn't really <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thought</span> about a specific place before, but I guess I would have to say<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Glacier NP</span>, with Olympic NP and Pictured Rocks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">NL</span> being my second and third choices.SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-12365538819228271092009-11-04T22:16:00.025-06:002010-04-14T19:34:03.104-05:00Big Bend National ParkBig Bend National Park in Texas is in the middle of nowhere. If you want to go to Big Bend, you have to go to Big Bend. It is not like “Oh I have to go to Denver; I think I’ll go to <a href="http://slmullen.blogspot.com/2009/08/rocky-mountain-national-park.html">Rocky Mountain National Park</a> while I’m there.” The closest real city to Big Bend is El Paso, a six-hour drive. Long drive or not, I only had two parks left to complete every National Park in the lower 48 states, so I was going.<span style=""> </span>Plus, I have rarely been disappointed by a National Park. Big Bend sure did not disappoint. It was well worth the trip, especially because I combined it with repeat visits to Guadalupe Mountains National Park in Texas and Carlsbad Caverns National Park in New Mexico. I will talk about them in my next posting.<p></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">Big Bend National Park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitEW6C6WV-E_cwvNjEJEnNMxTyWI1nJC0we58acG72mmYSZEZ9LDwVMdT6CxBpXTxCuhn04Bn99Mk8bpr49-Qa2pytUQsP-xP6T-yT2Mt7zjNvSR4leT_KLnGs-5cnnJ-D9mTKNNm1fBY8/s1600-h/052209_031.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitEW6C6WV-E_cwvNjEJEnNMxTyWI1nJC0we58acG72mmYSZEZ9LDwVMdT6CxBpXTxCuhn04Bn99Mk8bpr49-Qa2pytUQsP-xP6T-yT2Mt7zjNvSR4leT_KLnGs-5cnnJ-D9mTKNNm1fBY8/s200/052209_031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400470971129803234" border="0" /></a> got its name from the big bend that the<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Rio Grande River</span> takes there.<span style=""> </span>As you will recall from your elementary school geography lessons, the Rio Grande separates the United States and Mexico. The river passes through three canyons at the edge of the park, with two of them being accessible by paved road. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Santa Elena Canyon</span> is spectacular, cutting through the face of a large cliff. The cleft is visible for miles. There is a trail that goes about a mile into the canyon until is stopped by the sheer cliffs.<span style=""> </span>The hike is good. I did not hike into <span style="font-weight: bold;">Boquillas Canyon</span>, mainly because it was getting late when I was there. The trail goes along the river for a while, and the opening is not as obvious as Santa Elena. The most spectacular thing about that section of the park is the huge cliffs of the Sierra del Carmen in Mexico.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">One of the things people used to love doing at the park is buying craft items from Mexicans living across the river in Boquillas del Carmen. The main items are painted walking sticks and wire scorpions.<span style=""> </span>Crossing the border is now illegal there and any Mexicans found over here will be escorted to a town 100 miles away to cross back. Of course, this does not stop them from crossing over to sell things. In the Boquillas Canyon Overlook parking lot, there are several rocks with handcrafted items on them and a money jar next to them. It is a constant back-and-forth between the merchants trying to sell something before the rangers see it and the rangers confiscating what they see.</p><p class="MsoNoSpacing"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMglZriQoBCo_nTyozlzSXFm_w3HsQ3vqGQH16X_485lBd1LA-SO1F97G-T5OJ4A_0azD7IrcsPgeomA7tHWZ3bauiqSLjF3q-QZlfTJFMx-Ata44van_QY3GcWvXwonXCRAiIEj5cbS_y/s1600-h/052009_010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMglZriQoBCo_nTyozlzSXFm_w3HsQ3vqGQH16X_485lBd1LA-SO1F97G-T5OJ4A_0azD7IrcsPgeomA7tHWZ3bauiqSLjF3q-QZlfTJFMx-Ata44van_QY3GcWvXwonXCRAiIEj5cbS_y/s200/052009_010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400471772796501666" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">As nice as the canyons are, the highlight of the park is the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Chisos Mountains</span>. The mountains rise pretty much from the middle of the desert. They are roughly circular in layout with the Chisos Basin in the middle. The park lodge is in the basin, and there are some fine hiking trails starting there. A curvy paved road takes you up to the basin. One of the first things you see when you get up there is the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Window</span>. The Window is a notch in the mountains from which the basin drains. Of course, I had heard about the Window from my reading, <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOpill3jBfMZ5UYgliOTZbgMzLS2trDxWD1UbXrncfYXu2vaWbjvGlKsZ6dgS_zIIPmRbDFTJ_AvZT9RLl9I_yXwJ1uRTc_FjTY-58WPd6dVJghjjVRBmMo1v6RXxvUjCgfubBS0g6xJRQ/s1600-h/052109_089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOpill3jBfMZ5UYgliOTZbgMzLS2trDxWD1UbXrncfYXu2vaWbjvGlKsZ6dgS_zIIPmRbDFTJ_AvZT9RLl9I_yXwJ1uRTc_FjTY-58WPd6dVJghjjVRBmMo1v6RXxvUjCgfubBS0g6xJRQ/s200/052109_089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400471940235939794" border="0" /></a>but I was not prepared for the huge size of it. The Window View Trail is a short paved trail that is a great place for sunset pictures. There is also a hiking trail that leads to the Window itself, but I did not take it.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">The morning after I arrived in the park, I took the long hike to the <span style="font-weight: bold;">South Rim</span>. This is a 12.6-mile round trip that I expected to be very good. It was. The coolest thing about it is that the trailhead is right by the lodge.<span style=""> </span>Usually I have to drive to the trailhead, put on my boots and daypack, hike, and then drive back all grungy.<span style=""> </span>At Big Bend, I put everything on in my room, hiked the trail, and then had an immediate shower at the end. If this is not luxury, then I don’t what is. You can take the loop either clockwise, starting with the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pinnacles Trail</span>, or counter-clockwise, starting with the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Laguna Meadows Trail</span>. I chose the latter. For the first part of the trail, I had good views of the Window, and then I plunged into the forest. I could see mountains above me, but the trail is relatively level. The trail is far enough from the edge that I did not see much of the terrain below until I got closer to the South Rim. I would not exactly call Laguna Meadows a meadow, but there is some grass among the trees.<span style=""> </span>The hike is quite pleasant. At about the 6-mile point I got to a sign that said “South Rim.”<span style=""> </span>“What South Rim?” I said to myself.<span style=""> </span>There was a short trail that headed uphill, so I took it. Wow! The desert spread ou<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOj164IfHlQZD6Rmdw_itGs7balgf79tiNeotHEE2j9bj06NkrdYPaYRv3bv1rwaIp_CddKrY29nTqap-gj-7UDuqj4TjLngu7ZiY_Oha93IDyp8q3vjhJ4-JUuP4gZPzKuXLcsd6iLG4/s1600-h/052109_043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOj164IfHlQZD6Rmdw_itGs7balgf79tiNeotHEE2j9bj06NkrdYPaYRv3bv1rwaIp_CddKrY29nTqap-gj-7UDuqj4TjLngu7ZiY_Oha93IDyp8q3vjhJ4-JUuP4gZPzKuXLcsd6iLG4/s200/052109_043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400472331440499330" border="0" /></a>t before me from high atop a cliff. It was one of the most spectacular vistas I have ever seen.<span style=""> </span>It would have been better if the weather weren’t a bit on the rainy side, but still it was great. On a clear day, you should be able to see the Santa Elena Canyon and well into Mexico. After taking in the view and having a snack, I headed back on the Pinnacles Trail.<span style=""> </span>It was a bit rougher than the Laguna Meadows Trail. I stopped to eat lunch on the steps up to Emory Peak. It was starting to rain by then, so I skipped the peak. After a while I got back to the trailhead and took that luxurious shower I was talking about earlier.</p><p class="MsoNoSpacing"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgai6B5zFlN5DMeg4PZgv13-QytOBaxq02yAOVc80BZ5rzXhu3zyueHVf4JB-42DxdHeLt8xTtlczymrXzx8r3IcsGK7DedKeqXqv8UGw4BRwl9rsC1uZgd6RA8q89f1s4kbjqu5Fu6kpTS/s1600-h/052209_043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgai6B5zFlN5DMeg4PZgv13-QytOBaxq02yAOVc80BZ5rzXhu3zyueHVf4JB-42DxdHeLt8xTtlczymrXzx8r3IcsGK7DedKeqXqv8UGw4BRwl9rsC1uZgd6RA8q89f1s4kbjqu5Fu6kpTS/s200/052209_043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400471428712280034" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">Later that day, I drove over to the Boquillas Canyon, and the next day I drove to Santa Elena Canyon via the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ross Maxwell Scenic Drive</span>. There was a great view of the other side of the Window from the road. <span style=""> </span>I made several stops on the way to and back from the Canyon. My first stop was the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Upper Burro Mesa Pour-Off</span>, a 3.6-mile hike that goes to the top of a dry waterfall. Just before the end, I had to climb down a fairly slick 12-foot drop and hope that I could get back up. Since you are reading this, you know that my boots had enough traction for the job. Next I took a 0.8-mile hike into Tuff Canyon. Tuff is a light volcanic breccia. After my hike in Santa Elena Canyon, I took the 1-mile Burro Mesa Pour-Off Trail. This trail ends at the bottom of the dry waterfall that I was at earlier in the day. Other sites along then road that I saw were the Sam Nail Ranch, the Homer Wilson Ranch, the Mule Ears Viewpoint, and the Sotol Vista Overlook.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">The next day, I left the park to return to El Paso. I entered the park from the north, so I exited from the west to get a different view. <span style=""> </span>Far-away Santa Elena Canyon dominated my view as I left the park, with the Window in my rear-view mirror. It was a beautiful end to a fantastic visit. I went to Big Bend chiefly because I needed to visit it to be one park closer to fulfilling my quest, but I left it wanting to come back. For more pictures, with captions, see my <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/slmullen/sets/72157618749275272/detail/?page=3">Flickr page</a>.</p><p class="MsoNoSpacing">My visit: May 2009</p>SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987565974930472087.post-50048859765137869802009-10-02T21:06:00.010-05:002010-04-14T19:34:03.106-05:00The Last EpisodeTonight, <a href="http://www.pbs.org/nationalparks/"><span style="font-style: italic;">The National Parks: America's Best Idea</span></a> came to an end. It went out in blaze of glory as wolves were reintroduced into Yellowstone National Park in 1995. This was the culmination of work by <span style="font-weight: bold;">George Wright</span> and his protege <span style="font-weight: bold;">Adolph Murrie</span>, Park Service biologists who realized that wildlife in its wild state was an integral part of the parks and that all animals, both cute and ferocious, belonged there.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Biscayne NP</span> was the featured park in this episode, along with the Alaska parks. Between President Carter wielding the Antiquities Act and Congress declaring National Parks, 1978-80 saw a huge increase in National Park acreage. It was a thrill to see the map of Alaska go from containing just Mount McKinley National Park to containing eight National Parks and other huge areas of protected land.<br /><br />The person who figured prominently in this <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDGmTUATSp-mGeVyVFHHU7q2CslKqxmcwvujulYwzqRHqF6Yq5_0u3Fr5YliWhVoVEnBej1XlUs12zt_zH6t_x05qyUGYz13N3hJAEHD0756NiMo8lMcm6O_pUh5HE-mqpvlNVfAwzsNgx/s1600-h/new-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDGmTUATSp-mGeVyVFHHU7q2CslKqxmcwvujulYwzqRHqF6Yq5_0u3Fr5YliWhVoVEnBej1XlUs12zt_zH6t_x05qyUGYz13N3hJAEHD0756NiMo8lMcm6O_pUh5HE-mqpvlNVfAwzsNgx/s200/new-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388197166280815554" border="0" /></a>episode is <span style="font-weight: bold;">Stewart Udall</span>, Secretary of the Interior to Presidents Kennedy and Johnson. His name is well known to conservationists and parks buffs. Under his watch, many parks were added to the system and George Hartzog was appointed as Park Service Director. The people highlight of the episode was when the various talking heads from the series told their own National Park stories.SLMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15026154270959976170noreply@blogger.com0