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| | Hiking | 2.88 Miles | 5 Hrs 43 Mns | | 1.60 mph |
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| no partners | | Chrome Butte - 10 miles north of Globe off Rte 60.
Atop the butte are four disks (and a ‘Fence Corner’) - All five (including the ‘Fence Corner’), have their own separate Datasheet. Interesting.
I parked at the end of a very narrow dead end dirt road and started off.
I went up from south-to-north, through the usual desert landscape that is expected above 4,500 Ft. The top of the butte is covered in tall grasses with rocks hiding, ready to turn-an-ankle.
I went to the high point on the northwest edge and located CHROME Benchmark (1938) and it’s one reference mark.
I also located a “GLO” mark (General Land Office) disk attached to a steal pipe. The GLO mark is named ‘CHROMO’, and was set in 1915, 100 years ago.
Ironically, even the actual fence corner has its own datasheet. It’s named CHROME WM FENCE CORNER, and even though there’s no valid info on its datasheet now, it once had all the usual survey info on it.
After photos, and logging into the summit log, I wandered the butte to the east, in search of CHROME Azimuth Mark. Surveyors, in 1938, guessed it to be 0.3 miles away. I luckily found it at less than .17 miles down the butte. (Ironically, the azimuth mark also has its own datasheet).
After more photos and lunch, I went across the wide open, grass filled butte to the southwest and down.
Once to the car (on that narrow dead end dirt road), I had to stop for about 1/2 hour, as a rancher was ‘switching -out’ his cattle. Some cattle were being led out of a corral, others were being led into the same corral, and a few were coaxed into his huge cattle trailer. I found the whole process interesting. The rancher was about 80 years old and knew exactly what he was doing. He just did it a bit slow.
Once he was done and back in his truck, with a full load of cattle in his trailer, he waved to me to drive by him. I stopped and talked with him a bit. It turns out he used to work on a surveying crew 60 years ago and knew all about the disks atop Chrome Butte. He also thought I was crazy to go up there just for the ‘sport’ of it. HA !! - He might be right.
I then had to drive right by the corral where the cattle, outside the corral, were wandering around on the tiny road. I nudged the car through the herd, trying to be quiet and polite. The cattle finally moved out of the way, giving me their usual stare.
As I cleared the cattle area, the rancher had already turned his truck and cattle-filled trailer around and was now approaching his corral. I heard him blast his horn many times to clear his cattle away. They obeyed his horn blasts and scattered. Yep - The rancher knows what he’s doing all right. |
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Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost
J.R.R.TOLKIEN |
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