Kern River May 11


Hungry for paddling, we drove out for a quick day trip to the Kern in relatively high water. I got in a Lickity Split run in, followed by a Cable run. I managed to flip twice on the Cable run, in one case going for a particularly long swim. We had a nice relatively social lunch and then regrouped for the next run. I was hoping for some interest in Brush but it was not to be. Keith got some good surfing in at least. We took a third run from Riverkern to the park and then drove on home. It was good to get out, though my eyes have been veering impatiently towards Zion.

Carrizo Gorge April 20


Looks like it had been over two years since I last visited Carrizo Gorge (more details on this ride at the Jan 1 2017 post) but was interested in biking a little further along the railway this time. We got a nice early start at about 8a and particularly enjoyed the first two cool hours of the day. A lot of the bike ride was as I remembered it except unfortunately this time the first short tunnel had a padlock and gate requiring a 1000ft walk-a-bike detour and the longest tunnel further also was locked, requiring a 1 mile singletrack detour overgrown with agave and cholla. Both detours certainly detracted from the former ride by adding about 40 minutes of unnecessary travel. Despite the detours I was still very thrilled to be biking and not hiking as the three other groups we encountered were. Someone had patched up some of the holes and missing planks in some of the bridges and repaired some of the uneven gratings so that was nice at least. Lots of cacti in bloom. The native dudleyas were already getting their late season blushes of pinks and reds. 


        On the long detour





        Goat Canyon Trestle




        Returning on the long detour

The tunnels were plentiful enough to break up the desert heat. If anything the singletrack immediately adjacent to the tracks was even more ride-able than I remembered. We needed headlamps for two of the tunnels. I chose to ride across all the bridges including Goat Canyon Trestle was still had some adrenaline to offer up. We went as far as three tunnels and three half-bridges past the Goat Canyon Trestle before turning around to make sure we had ample time for a quick nursery stop and a tasty meal. On the way back we had a pretty strong headwind, even pushing us around a bit.



Bahia de Los Angeles & Catavina Mar 29-30


Leaving the oasis we made it back to the car in good time, which had me thinking we'd get to Bahia de Los Angeles with lots of time to spare. Mexico had other plans. We hit the paved highway and drove south, enjoying the silky smooth road...for about a mile. Almost immediately Highway 5 turned to dirt and we were back to the slow grind. I wondered how long 25 miles of driving could really take. We only rarely passed traffic. Road crews were also rare. The regions did pass through some nice granite desert landscapes. At one point the road had a left turn signed for Coco's Corner while the wider road we were on appeared to continue straight. We continued straight, very soon realizing we were driving an unfinished future highway! I tracked our progress on my phone- we were definitely veering away from the existing road but if all went well it looked like we would rejoin in about 8 miles. No road blocks in sight, we drove on. A military caravan approached from the other direction and signaled to stop. I thought for sure they would tell us to turn around but despite the difficulty communicating it was clear they did not want us to turn around. They waved buenos dias and we drove on. The road began to climb the hillside. Within about a mile of the current road rocks blocked our path but a freshly tracked two rut dirt road seemed to branch off in the right direction. This took us to within the view of the road and with a little more navigational effort we rejoined the road and the rest of the cars. The adventure was not quite over with another 5 miles or so of slow construction and then a further 5 miles to the junction with Carretera Federal 1 near Laguna Chapala- what a relief! Highway 1 still was a mixed bag in terms of road quality- a mile of potholes, a mile of yesterday's pavement were interspersed but we now made pretty good time driving through the desert. We turned off on the road to Bahia de Los Angeles, our best road yet and some of the nicest desert.



We managed to make up some lost time so two-thirds of the way along the road to Bahia LA we turned off onto some sandy 4WD tracks for an 8 mile detour to the Montevido pictograph site, which by all accounts is one of Baja's hidden gems. Two miles shy of the pictograph site we encountered a new ranch gate with a large no trespassing sign. At that exact moment we also encountered a large group of hikers that said the sign was less than a couple weeks old, that they hiked past a couple ranch hands that did not seem to care about their presence, and that the pictographs were well worth the hike. We didn't quite budget enough time for a hike and so we turned around. We stopped in the shade of a saguaro long enough to fly the drone around over the expansive forest of saguaros and boojum trees.





Our first view of Bahia LA was stunning, but also disappointing. Numerous colorful deserted islands protruded from a deep blue sea but even at a distance of several miles I could see a heavy wind swell and current. We made it this far so we might as well have a quick look around town and drive to the tombolo north of town where we had planned to packraft a couple miles across open water to Isla Smiths where we would have our pick of isolated picture perfect beaches to camp on. The view and strong wind at the put-in beach said it all: nope! Things were not quite working out in our favor today! We spread out our map on the cobble beach and contemplated our options.


Rather than suffer through some windy campsite nearby, we decided to use some of our remaining daylight to finish off some of the drive back north. We'd try to find a place to pull off somewhere in the desert near Catavina, which is exactly what we ended up doing. Pressed for daylight we camped only 1200ft off the highway, our vehicle partially out of view thanks to the largest saguaro around. The camp was nothing special but served our purpose well.


In the morning we stopped to check out the Catavina cave paintings which were great- colorful, creative, and well-preserved. Then lots of driving! We drove through at least four distinct desert vegetation zones and I enjoyed the changing landscapes. It was a nice surprise to find out a few more cacti and succulents varieties I had in my yard were native to Baja. We passed through more military checkpoints. We had grand ideas of lunch in Ensenada, not fully appreciating how long 100 km could take to drive. Only about 15 miles south of Ensenada we hit a major construction zone with the highway closed for about 30 minutes to opposing traffic before we were able to proceed. At this point we decided we'd try to cross the border this afternoon rather than tomorrow. One of us calculated times at this point and determined we would be back in Riverside by 7p at the latest...We aimed for a food place on the north end of the city but on arrival found out they were basically closed. We drank a smoothie and drove onward along the coastal toll road to Tijuana.



Tijuana turned out to be one of the worst driving adventures I have had. We followed signs and maps to the main border crossing only to find out the way was blocked off forcing us to circle back almost to the coast. For our second try we blasted on past to the Otay Mesa crossing instead. At least here we found the right line easily enough but the line of cars crept just as slowly- about 2 hours to go 1.5 miles. It sucked as expected and was after dark by the time we finally entered US soil. We beelined for my favorite Mexican restaurant in San Diego, the only Mexican food we ended up having on this trip as it turned out.

Oasis de Santa Maria Mar 28-29


I was looking forward to this one and it easily exceeded my expectations. While initially planning this Baja road trip I carefully scanned Google Earth for places of interest and came across this remarkable oasis. Further internet searching pulled up a few accounts, mostly of people visiting it as a day trip from the end of the Santa Maria mission road ("one of the roughest in Baja") and a couple doing it as an overnight trip down the canyon. The photos of the oasis looked stunning, the canyon below also very scenic- it looked to be a true Baja natural gem. Given our route, time constraints, and that I had no intention of rock crawling, I instead came up with the plan of an overnight out-and-back trip from the canyon mouth on the east. This would require a 4 mile drive off the pavement and then a 5 mile hike up a sandy wash that would gradually turn to bedrock scrambling. Accounts I could find were not very detailed and I did not know much else about the spot. Was it likely we would run into other groups? How easy would the road be? How slow would the rock scrambling section be?

Leaving Guadalupe Canyon we drove back north through the Laguna Salada, east around Mexicali, then south along the Gulf of California. San Felipe seemed like a laid back resort town. I was surprised by the number of developments (and dreams of developments) on the coastal dunes south of town. The further south we went the more commonly we saw large Baja saguaros. Leaving San Felipe environs the road rapidly deteriorated to surprising levels. A major storm at the start of the year had took out nearly all of the highway, forcing us to slowly jostle along a rough grade adjacent while road crews worked to rebuild countless bridges and culverts. We debated stopping at Puertocitos to check out the hot springs but we were a little behind on driving and I was perfectly happy to continue driving open road rather than interact with people. South of Puertocitos was one of the most incredulous stretches of road I have ever driven: a brand new modern highway with yesterday fresh pavement but extensive rockfall on the road and more than half of the bridges with big gaping holes in them requiring long elaborate detours. You'd be cruising along the highway at speed only to notice a few large rocks deliberately blocking a bridge. Dirt tire tracks would be the only indication of the detour, which would take you down, around and then back up onto the road at the other side of a collapsed bridge. This stretch of road took forever to go 60 miles but was certainly entertaining. The new hints of construction suggested no improvement over the engineering that failed in the previous rain event. 

Eventually we made it to our nondescript turnoff and slowly clanked across sandy alluvium darting around mature ocotillos. The road got sandy towards the end but we were able to make it to my best case scenario parking spot. There were no other cars around and only moderate recent use of the road evident. Although we had done some pre-packing at Guadalupe the night before, I made final choices in the shade of the one tree around. I shouldered my pack and delighted at the light weight despite ample water and luxuries like a hammock. We locked the car and hiked up the resistant (sandy) wash. 


I followed my nose along a faint trail probably jointed created by cattle and hikers which tended to traverse older alluvial surfaces rather than the modern wash. These surfaces had spectacular cacti forests- some of the most mature ocotillos I've seen, senita old man cacti, and cardon saguaros. The further up the canyon we went the more prevalent the patches of afternoon shade, which were much appreciated. After only two miles we began seeing palm trees and the first patch of following spring water filtering into the sandy wash. I had not expected to see water for another mile or two so this was a welcome sight. Though we were in a hurry to get to our destination before daylight ended, a quick touch to the water revealed wonderful temperatures should we stop anywhere along the way. The water was a beautiful green that formed a great contrast against the creamy granitic rocks.




The canyon narrowed, twisted and turned, and the walls increased in height. The mixture of sand and boulders allowed for pretty easy routefinding around the water to keep feet dry. The pools became deeper, the vegetation lusher. We made good progress. I thought the hike would just be a slog to get to a cool destination but was pleasantly surprised at the changing desert scenery.



The last 1000ft before our destination bedrock increased in the channel and the terrain slowed us down some. We scrambled across a fresh bouldery rockfall, bypassed a few deep pools, traversed a few nice bedrock benches, and contended with a couple upclimbs (including one pack pass). I knew we were close on the final stretch when we encountered great dipping slabs of jointed bedrock as I had seen in a few photos. Because of the dense vegetation, approaching the oasis pool came rather abruptly. It truly was a breath taking spot.





I dropped my pack and worked to make the most of the last light of the day. Scouting a spot for the tent, kitchen, and hammock. Snapping photos from a few vantages. Checking out the native succulents growing through cracks in the rock. Wading across the pool to climb up the oasis' waterfall to view it from above. 





Tent pitched and dehydrated meal eaten I settled in for a relaxing evening of hammock, stars, and amphibian chorus. We even had a ringtail cat climbing along rocks overhead, watching us with curiosity. The frogs were evenly spaced a few feet along the entire shore of the pool, croaking away. We had a lazy morning as I wanted to ensure to see the oasis with direct light. I went for a brief swim and also went for a long barefoot traverse above the pool. This was my first upclose look at some of the decidely alien boojum trees, an upside down carrot of a tree related to an ocotillo. I wish I could have stayed longer (and in hindsight given we would be blown out of our kayaking plans probably should have) but wanted to get the hike done with maximum shade and minimum heat.











The hike back was straightforward now that we had the best route down. It took us a little under 2.5 hours get to back. Thankfully we found the car as we left it. We drove on south for more Baja driving adventures.