On Saturday, January 23, 1999, twenty people joined us on the King Canyon Hike.
We met early in the morning at Einstein Bagels where nearly everyone filled
up on good coffee, bagels and some even had eggs. After handing out maps and
radios then arranging car pools we all headed south to Tucson. Those that
went were: Tom and Jeannie Van Lew, Chuck and Peggy Giovanniello, Ralph and
Margie Solorzano with Daniel Vazquez, Dee and Dave Pressler with Courtney
and Brittney, Frank Carpenter, Rudy Arredondo, Gail Roberts, Marti Porter,
Ellen Lan, Monica Cde Baca, Chuck Parsons, Joyce Parrish and Ben Velasquez.
We all met at the trailhead, took our group shot and began the trek up the
hill. The trail began as an old Jeep trail, which was a rocky walk along the
ridge. Tom checked the GPS and kept us informed of our progress.
Soon we were dropping down to the creek where we met up with the Mam-a-Gah
picnic area and rock building that serves as a restroom.
We crossed the creek again and soon were on a more narrow part of the trail.
I was glad I had my hiking boots, as the trail was now very rocky.
We could see the old mine road off to the east.
We received word from Dee Pressler, who was lagging to the back of the pack
that her daughter Courtney was not feeling well. We radioed ahead to the
group in the front to wait up so Dave could catch up with their other
daughter and together they would return home. After that we met up with the
Sweetwater Trail and saw the sight post that said 1.2 miles to Wasson Peak.
We could also see the series of switchbacks we needed to take to accomplish
There were many large rocks in the trail, placed there to prevent erosion,
that we needed to navigate around as we climbed higher and higher up the hill.
We saw two fenced mines and another open shaft along the side of the trail.
Soon we arrived at the intersection of the Hugh Norris Trail and turned left
(north) to continue our climb to Wasson Peak.
We could see Tucson to the east and the western side of the Santa Catalina
range, the flat desert lands of Avira Valley to the south and Picacho Peak
to the north. We could even see the Baboquivari Mountains and Kitt Peak
Observatory off in the distance. A fellow hiker explained to us the purpose
of the large ‘ponds’ we saw in the valley.
According to him, the CAP (Central Arizona Project) brings water to the
area but is very salty, so they dump water into the large “ponds”
and allow the water to return to the aquifer. (ground water).
After a pleasant lunch at this most magnificent vantage point, we packed
back up and began our return trek down.
Once back to the Mam-A-Gah picnic area we detoured down the drainage
where we soon spotted many petroglyphs in both sides of the drainage.
These etched drawings were made by the Hohokam Indians who lived in
these mountains from 900 to 1300 AD. Some of the drawings were
intricate and others looked like a child’s scribbling.
Some of us wondered if this were the “art school”.
We continued down the wash. Just past the overhead power lines, we
found a trail that led us back up to the parking lot.