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Flatiron Hike - SuperstitionsPhoenix, AZ
Phoenix, AZ
Hiking avatar Jun 06 2015
rayhuston
Hiking7.10 Miles 2,900 AEG
Hiking7.10 Miles   5 Hrs   28 Mns   1.43 mph
2,900 ft AEG      30 Mns Break
 
Siphon Draw is my friend...Siphon Draw is my friend...Siphon Draw is my friend. I say that whenever I go up, but today, probably for the first time, Siphon Draw did feel like an old friend. :D

It was an overcast morning with occasional sprinkles to keep things cool. Only a few hikers were on the trail. Most that I saw were stuck in the basin area, trying to gain traction on the wet surface. I didn't see them again, so I assumed that was as far as they got. About half way up the draw, I noticed how quiet it was. I didn't hear a peep. Not a person, not a bird, nothing. No boom boxes, no chatter from scores of hikers. I was all alone, probably the only time that will happen. I took it all in and continued up, enjoying this hike more than any Flatiron hike I've done before.

Just before the top, right where that last climb is, the first heavy rain came. The forecast was supposed to be partly cloudy after 8am, so I was surprised by the rain. I pressed my back into a shallow alcove to at least try and keep my pack dry. I had a snack and waited it out. A few minutes later, I saw another hiker. He was wearing a cotton T and denim shorts. He was soaked to the bone. Those denim shorts must have weighed a ton!

He approached the final climb before the top. He stopped and sighed. He made a few attempts to get up the wall, each ending in failure because he couldn't get a good grip on anything. I asked if he wanted a hand. He said no. A couple of minutes later, he made it and bellowed out a "hoo rah" on his achievement. Thinking he might have been a fellow Marine, I bellowed out a Semper Fi in response. He was a brother, but from the Navy side of the house. I followed him up and we made our way over to the Flatiron.

The rain had stopped by now, but the wind was blowing hard on top, too hard to enjoy anything. I didn't see any breaks in the overcast and I could see rain falling in pockets all around. It looked like the rain was going to last awhile longer. My plans to go out onto the ridge line were not looking good. I headed that way anyway, asking my sailor friend if he wanted to join me. He looked cold and miserable and declined, saying he was heading down. We parted company. A few minutes later, another deluge. It was almost horizontal with the gusting wind. I ducked against a giant boulder and let the rain fly over. A few minutes later, it subsided. Just as I was about to move on, thunder boomed in the distance. This wasn't going to get any better, so I decided to head down.

I met my sailor friend back at the same place we first met. I wasn't sure if he was mustering up enough courage to go down or waiting for things to dry out. Everything was wet. Siphon Draw was no longer my friend. This was going to take some time getting down. My sailor friend and I started down, taking our time, reminiscing about jarheads and sailors on the seven seas, D-Day (71st anniversary) and anything else that came to mind. I found myself using lingo I hadn't used in 35 years.

The rained stopped by the time we reached the basin. Both of us soaked now, I dropped down onto my bum and let gravity take me down the wet slick rock. :y: I would have ended up on my :pk: anyway, so why not!

We parted ways at the Palmer Mine trail junction. I started from the Cholla Lot in LDSP so I took the PM trail to the Prospector trail, then the east side of the Treasure Loop trail back to Cholla. I introduced myself before we parted and told him it was nice hiking with him. Turns out his name was Ray, too. Nice guy.

While I on the Prospectors trail, I ran into a gent who was parked on a bench all dressed up with no place to go (pack, trekking poles, etc). He was waiting for someone to come along and give him some directions on how to get to the top of the mountain. I pointed him towards the Siphon Draw trail and wished him luck. He was as happy as a pig in slop. It clearly made his day!

I finished my hike with a smile on my face. Despite being wet and muddied, I thoroughly enjoyed this hike.
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