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| Hiking | 9.20 Miles |
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| | Hiking | 9.20 Miles | 4 Hrs 30 Mns | | 2.04 mph |
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| partners | | The night before this hike, I was still pondering whether or not to wear shorts or long pants. It is June now in AZ, but I've hiked the trails in the upper region of this area before and when I thought about the nettles, I decided on long pants. Turns out it was a very good decision.
The Bobtail Trail #194, for all intents and purposes, does not exist after the 0.75 mile mark. Any attempt to go further will only end badly. But don't take my word for it, put on some shorts and have a nice time. Better yet, just ask Joe and Stefan:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTYfE16oyqI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dHS98oKJdTI
Somehow, I don't remember that much laughter when I think about it now.
We thought we might have ended up on the decommissioned Millcreek Trail #199, but that was only wishful thinking. we spent a little more time trying to find Trail #194, but finally ended up going back sooner than expected.
I was the first to arrive back at the car, which I knew wasn't right, since I am normally the slowest hiker. After waiting 15 minutes, I decided to hike over to the Squaw Spring Trail #196. I wrote a note on my dusty car telling Wally, Joe and Stefan where I was going, assuming they hadn't been killed by a mountain lion. I assumed at this point that they had probably found the trail and made their way down to FR221, because if it there was a mountain lion, I would have heard (a little) more screaming. On my way back up Tr. #196, I figured something may have gone really wrong because I still hadn't run into them. On the way back to the car, I decided to take a detour along the Middle Trail #202 to the last section of the Sixshooter Trail I hadnt yet completed and then to the Pineline Trail back to the car. It was there I found the remaining group napping under some pines. I had arrived from an area no one had expected, and was considering yelling to scare everyone, but couldn't think of the perfect line before everyone woke up. Oh well.
On the way back home, we almost got taken out by a tandem axle white pickup on FR55 doing about 55 mph. His back end fishtailed and for a bit looked like it was on a collision course with my front end. My quick maneuvering avoided a full on collision. However, on the way back, my low tire pressure light came on. Upon closer inspection while trying to add air later on, I discovered that during our close call, my wheel got scraped and some small rocks are now embedded just under the front passenger side tire. WTF! |
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