King S. Woolsey also has a point & butte named after him in Grand Canyon. This well known settler had a ranch and station in the Gila Bend area. He led volunteer troops along with Alsop and Montgomery in defeating natives in the battle of Bloody Basin.
This hike is so desolate and lonely that the big horn sheep we ran into were not afraid of us. Not many people attempt this hike. There is no trail to the summit. Armed only with a terrible fax from BLM that functioned as our 'map' that showed little or no information, we got completely lost. I mean, it would be nearly impossible to find a worse route to the summit.
We followed the road at the base of the mountain as far as it went...and then just scrambled up the north side of the mountain through an impossible landscape of large, black boulders. The top of the mountain, which is relatively flat, is a field of incredibly close-packed jumping Chollas. It was while we were picking our way slowly through this forest of pain that we heard the approach of a swarm of bees. Well, do you run for it and impale yourself on six thousand jumping Chollas or wait and die of bee stings? We opted for the latter death and were pleasantly surprised when the bees flew a few feet over our heads and left. Do not attempt this peak from the north face. It was five hours of sheer hell. Once on top, it became clear from reading the peak diary that other climbers had gotten up relatively quickly and easily from the eastern face. We decided to descend the east face, and, except for one rattlesnake and one 30-foot drop off around which we had to scale on a foot-wide ledge with no rope, things went pretty smoothly. The hike is basically all boulders...and you get pretty damn sick of them. All in all, though, it is a truly rugged and wild place that any hard-core Sonoran desert hiker will love. DO NOT attempt this hike in the summer.
Check out the Official Route and Triplogs.