|Hiking||5.30 Miles|| 2 Hrs 50 Mns || ||1.87 mph|
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|No Route Match||1st Trip Logged|
I did this hike with my neighbor, Marty. The last time we hiked, we got stuck in a foot of snow in the Supes on a 12 hour deathmarch. This hike was planned to be the Park Trail #66 but since the washes were running full that made our plans unfeasible. We drove for over an hour to get to FR409 and as soon as we got there, we found it the beginning of it to be unbelievably muddy. Within 100 yds I started sliding towards the left edge of the road, which dropped off to a wash. I stopped and put it in 4WD low and make my way out of it. The next section of the road was downhill and looked just as bad. We quickly decided to not go any further due to the road conditions. We decided that we could hike the road to the TH since that would add 4 miles RT to an 8-9 mile hike, which would still make it very doable. Once we got past the mud, we found that the rest of the road was fine, to my great aggravation.
After a half mile, I checked my map and GPS and saw that the road ended at Park Creek, which we could hear roaring off to our left. I told Marty that it was probably just as well that we walked the road because that was probably all the hiking we were going to do that day. Once we got to the TH, my prediction was proven true. We looked up and down stream and across the boulders and river rock protruding out of the water, but there was always a 6 foot horizontal leap onto a 1 square foot rock required somewhere in order to cross. We hiked up the road a little further until it dead ended to another wash and found similar conditions. The total hike was just over 5 miles.
On the way back home, we decided to check out FR429 and see what the "4WD" designation was all about for that. We found out about a half mile in where it met Sycamore Creek and the flow there was about 3 times what Park Creek was. I threw a potato sized rock into the water and before it disappeared from our sight, it flew about 5 feet downstream just from hitting the top section of the rushing water. Marty uttered an expletive regarding that and our day was done.