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Michael, Cathy, Scott, Anikó, Karen, Carol, Jim, Chuck, Doug, Wayne
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It was a dark and stormy night ...
At least the above is a fitting description of the Fisher Point area
the night before our Saturday morning hike with measurable rain and
memorable lightning.
This caused the hike to be the first non-chameleon hike of the summer.
Usually at the start of a summer hike, a chameleon-like transformation begins.
First the bottom of the footwear leading up through the socks.
Then creeping up the shins converting the color of your pants.
After about a mile, then a “PigPen” (Peanuts character)
like cloud of brown, powdery dust forms over the group, facilitating
the color change from whatever clean color there was to a consistent,
uniform color of brown. But not this hike, nope.
We started and ended in the same color.
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The big optical telescope at the observatory.
The spongy and in places wet and slippery trail provided for a
non-dust-day hike, although the air could be described by Arizona
standards as being humid.
We started by parking a few feet from the Lowell Observatory AZT
trailhead due to a 5th-wheel taking up the normal parking spot near
the trailhead.
Beginning at the weathered AZT sign, we started the trek walking some
distance through mud, gaining both height and weight.
Stopping at a repositioned fence gate for a rest, we continued downhill
to Marshall Lake (a marsh).
The area was broad with vehicle campers set up to our left as we
followed the road to another AZT sign and trailhead.
This trail started well with a landscaped path of white crushed rock.
After a few miles, lunch followed at an overlook to the west, which
presented the start of the decline down to the start of Sandys Canyon
and the beginning of Walnut Canyon.
We followed the sweeping trail with a few switchbacks on the east
side of the canyon and then continued down to the start of the
large meadow where the Sandys Canyon trail intersects.
At the intersection there were a few tree stumps scattered about which
caught the curiosity of one hiker in the group, who went from stump to
stump like a persistent squirrel looking for acorns. (Geocaching!)
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We head north, toward the San Francisco Peaks.
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Rogues’s gallery of faces in the rock.
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After about a mile, we entered the large flat area where the four
trails intersect: the trail from which we arrived, the trail north
to Flagstaff, the trail northeast to the top of Fisher Point and
the east trail at the beginning of Walnut Canyon.
At the east end, we gathered and explored the first cave.
All but three of us followed the trail farther for a quarter
mile to find and explore larger caves.
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Approaching the first cave at Fisher Point.
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Hey, it’s real cool inside!
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Once gathered together at the first cave, we all noticed the dark
clouds moving in from the east which prompted our focused return.
Backtracking through the trail intersections and starting toward
Sandys Canyon, we professionally stayed on the main trail and
didn’t follow the ruts of the horse path leading to the right.
We then passed the AZT intersection where we had come down, still
following the slight upward direction in Sandys Canyon.
As the canyon started to narrow, the trail began its more upward
slant to the right.
After a few stops to see down from which we came, and catch our
breath, we found ourselves at the top, where the trail sharply turned
to the left following a ridge which allowed opportunities for
pictures and staged photos of the canyon.
The ridge soon took us to the intersection of the vertical climbing
area and then into the Canyon Vista campground where we had earlier
cached a vehicle, allowing us to retrieve the other vehicles parked
at the observatory.
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Rocky Mountain beeweed, Cleome serrulata
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The rock layers look like cake icing to me.
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Walnut Canyon caves. [photo by Chuck]
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As per the plan, the rain didn’t start in earnest until all
the cars were brought back and we were ready to depart.
Some returning to Phoenix while others stayed in Flagstaff for
other activities like the Celtic Festival.
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Jim, Anikó, Chuck, and Karen at the post-hike Celtic Festival
in Flagstaff. [photo by Chuck]
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Thanks to all for another great day and everyone’s help and assistance!
P.S. The published estimated distance was 11 miles.
Actual miles was 11.1 miles to the first cave and 11.6 miles for those
who went beyond the first cave.
FYI – Lesson Confirmed: if not within sight of the group,
make sure you have a radio.
All other photos in this report courtesy of Wayne Shimata.
→ More pictures and commentary, by
Jim Buyens.
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