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“Few are altogether deaf to the preaching of pine trees. Their
sermons on the mountains go to our hearts; and if people in general
could be got into the woods, even for once, to hear the trees speak
for themselves, all difficulties in the way of forest preservation
would vanish.”
 
Written in 1896, these timeless words of wisdom from conservationist
John Muir set the tone for today’s hike on Passage 34, or the
San Francisco Peaks Passage, of the 819 mile long Arizona Trail,
officially designated as a National Scenic Trail upon its completion.
Finished in July, 2009, Passage 34 was the last of the 43 sections,
or passages, of the Arizona Trail to be completed.
Total length of Passage 34, running from Schultz Pass to Cedar Ranch,
is 32.3 miles. But today our goal is to hike the 7.5 mile segment
from Aspen Corner off the Snowbowl Road to Forest Road 418.
If we actually accomplish that, this will be a 15 mile round-trip hike.
Although rated in the guidebooks as “Easy” because of the
minimal elevation change (+/- 200 feet), any way you look at it 15
miles is a lot of hiking.
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|  Trailblazers gear up at the trailhead for the hike. [photo by Jim]
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|  We gather for group introductions and a quick trail description.
[photo by Wayne]
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The day is bright and sunny with clear blue skies and a crisp fall
temperature of 58 degrees as we strike out from the Aspen Corner
parking area at 10:20 AM.
Our starting elevation is 8,800 feet at the base of the San Francisco
Peaks north of Flagstaff.
The connector trail from Aspen Corner to the Arizona Trail is unmarked,
but runs parallel with the road for a short distance before turning
away and going gently downhill through the forest.
Within a few hundred yards of the parking area we finally link up
with the clearly marked Arizona Trail and begin hiking north toward
the Aspen Loop Trail.
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|  Striking out from the trailhead. [photo by QuyS]
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|  We enter the first of several large aspen groves. [photo by Wayne]
 |  Ed leads the way.
 [photo by Jim]
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|  No, we’re not hiking to Mexico today.
 [photo by Wayne]
 |  Nor or we hoofing it all the way to Utah.
 [photo by Wayne]
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Periodic light patches of snow along short stretches of the trail,
in addition to large stands of brown and brittle bracken fern along
much of the trail, attest to the recent freezing temperatures that
have descended on these high alpine forests beneath the San Francisco
Peaks as Jack Frost makes his seasonal visit to northern
Arizona’s high country and Old Man Winter pays an early visit
to the mountains.
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|  Patches of snow along the Arizona Trail. [photo by Wayne]
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However, despite a week or more of sub-freezing temperatures at these
higher elevations, most of the aspen trees along the trail have barely
began their transformation from emerald green to golden yellow.
It appears that we are at least a week or two too early for peak fall
colors in the scattered groves of aspen that blanket the slopes and
the meadows of the San Francisco Peaks.
Timing is everything when it comes to fall colors, and just one day
can make all the difference especially in the case of an overnight
windstorm or heavy rainfall.
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|  Towering aspens reach for the deep-blue sky. [photo by Wayne]
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|  A pristine grove of aspen spans the trail. [photo by Wayne]
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|  Sunburst through the aspen canopy. [photos by Wayne]
 
  Golden aspen leaves shimmering in late afternoon sunlight.
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The aspen, the signature tree that defines Arizona’s high alpine
forests, is actually the most widely distributed tree in all of
North America, ranging from Alaska to Newfoundland to the Sky
Islands of Southern Arizona.
 
Often referred to as a “fire recovery tree”, it is
frequently the first tree to start the process of renewal after
a devastating forest fire.
 
Every single stand of aspen, however large in size, propagated
from a single tree sending out root sprouts in all directions
just beneath the surface of the soil.
The largest single organism on Earth is not a large fungus colony
or a vast bacteria culture or even the largest of the Giant Sequoias,
but instead a stand of over 40,000 aspens in the Wasatch Range of
Northern Utah, all propagated from one single aspen.
In the world of trees this is quite a unique species.
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|  A light covering of snow dusts the San Francisco Peaks.
[photo by Quy]
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This is certainly not the first time we have encountered pack mules
on the trail, but it’s always an interesting sight along with
the story behind them. These mules are being trained over a period
of weeks and sometimes months, starting out carrying only light
saddles and harnesses and gradually working their way up to larger
and heavier loads. Pack mules in training – Carrying Cargo 101. [photo by Jim] 
Mules carrying people, like those traversing the Grand Canyon’s
major corridor trails, are trained for an even longer period to
make sure they are right for the job. Those that wash out of that
training are only allowed to carry cargo.
The last thing you want when sitting atop a mule on a narrow trail
with steep drop-offs in the Grand Canyon is a skittish animal.
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It’s close to noon by the time we finally break for lunch a
little over six miles from the trailhead.
We pick a clearing in the forest with plenty of logs and large
boulders for seating. A large and colorful shelf fungus. Anyone hungry? [photo by Quy] 
After a well-deserved rest and lunch break the majority consensus
is to make this our turn-around point rather than push on for
another mile and a half to FR 418 which was our original goal.
The autumn days continue to grow shorter, and darkness descends
early in these high alpine forests at this time of year.
And we would prefer not getting caught by nightfall while still
short of the trailhead.
So we gather our gear and hit the trail, reversing course back to
our waiting vehicles.
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|  Trailblazers break for lunch.
I’ll have a slice of that fungus, please. [photo by Quy]
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|  Trailblazers are back on the trail once again. [photo by Quy]
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|  Aspen reaching for the sky. [photo by Wayne]
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Most of us arrive back at the parking lot by 4:15 in the afternoon.
After the hike we stow away our gear, clean up a bit, and pose for
a quick group picture which we missed at the beginning of the hike.
 
Although we didn’t hike the full 15 miles as planned, we came
close to it at 12.5 miles according to several GPS readings among
our hikers.
And although we saw far more horses and mountain bikers than hikers
on the trail today, it was still a beautiful fall day for hiking
Arizona’s alpine country.
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|  Looking skyward into the overhead canopy. [photo by Quy]
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|  Proof that not all fall aspen leaves are yellow.
 |  But these are certainly true to form. [by Wayne]
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|  Quy captures a small pond near the trailhead. [photo by Quy]
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|  Post-hike group picture near the parking area. [photo by Wayne]
 Left to right: Wayne, Gary, Rudy (partially hidden), Monika, Cyd, Ed,
 Michael, Linda, Andy, Quy, Laurie, Chuck, Jim, and Anikó in front.
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|  Toasting another successful hike. [photo by Quy]
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|  A hungry crowd of Trailblazers prepares to chow down.
[photo by Quy]
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Finally, at Rudy’s suggestion, we all head back down the
Snowbowl Road and stop off for a late lunch/early dinner at the
Ski Lift Lodge & Restaurant directly across from the junction
of Route 180 and the Snowbowl Road.
 
Hopefully on a future fall trip to these mountains we can time the
peak colors a little better.
But in any season of the year a hiking experience around the San
Francisco Peaks of Northern Arizona is always a special treat.
 |  Laurie hoists a cold one in celebration. [photo by Quy]
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