|Picacho Butte / Coffee Flat Mountain, AZ|
|Picacho Butte / Coffee Flat Mountain, AZ|| |
Picacho Butte / Coffee Flat Mountain, AZ
|Hiking||16.20 Miles|| 10 Hrs 6 Mns ||2.00 mph|
|4,300 ft AEG|| 2 Hrs Break||16 LBS Pack|
|Hiking with Rabbits and Mountain Goats, |
My Adventure in Wally World.
After Wally woke up a sleeping giant at our meet up spot, Dave, Joe, Wally and myself were on our way to the TH. Met Kyle and Vince at the Peralta TH. After JAG asked Kyle to move his truck and then called in for a ticket for another, we were off. The rabbits set the speedy pace and I had the trail to myself.
It was a brisk 28 degrees out and once the sun crested the horizon I was shedding layers down to a short sleeve shirt. The new Garmin Temp Sensor that arrived just 2 days before the hike, was in it's maiden voyage and working smartly.
We made the turn off of Red Tanks and and began our 4+ mile Off trail bushwhack to Picacho Butte and points beyond. Climbing the Canyon was thick and slow going. There were a couple of boulder climbing areas that tested these old bones. Wally led Kyle and myself up the short cut to the Peak (Read Steep and Loose). Before long the others joined us and we enjoyed lunch on the top of Picacho Butte. With the Cold Crisp air the views were vast and spectacular. Joe had synced up to my Temp Sensor at the beginning of the hike, so he went to check the temp at the top of the peak. He had no reading? I checked my GPS. No Reading? Then I looked at my pack to where the unit used to be attached..... CRAP! It got ripped off in the thick stuff.
The Last Time it communicated with the GPS, was here. 33.4267476294,-111.2943248358.
After lunch, we made our way over to "Not 4621". We climbed up to enjoy the views from "Not 4621". Wally and I went back down the way we came to await the other 4 going over to the real "Peak 4621".
A jaunt down the Coffee Flat Ridge and we were back to the Whiskey Spring Trail. Once back on an actual trail, the rabbits started running again. Kyle and I took a much more leisurely 3.5 MPH pace, while the rabbits disappeared from sight. I hadn't hiked w/ Kyle in a while, so this gave us a chance to catch up.
Thanks for the invite Wally, Thanks for the ride out to Peralta, good to hike w/ you again.
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