February 10, 2014
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Harquahala Wilderness
Sunday saw my first visit to Harquahala Wilderness, featuring the highest peak in La Paz County and in southwestern Arizona. The name, Harquahala bestowed by the Mohave people or their progenitors, means “Waterhigh up”. Harquahala Peak does get snow, every so often, though Sunday was dry and mild. I lived in nearby Salome, for a year, in the 1999-2000 Academic Year, and have passed by the entrance to this trail countless times, often wondering what the upper levels were like. I got there later than I had first planned, as an important gathering took up much of my Sunday morning. Still, the overall experience, over six hours, rivaled the best of other wilderness experiences I’ve had in the Southwest. The first two miles of the trail are standard Sonoran Desert fare, but don’t be jaded or lulled into boredom. There are some challenges ahead. This experience reminded me quite a bit of the Superstition Wilderness.
The full trail is 5.4 miles, one way. Once through the boulder fields,
the switchbacks, and fun, begin.
Looking down into the canyon is an exhilarating experience.
The cathedral spire-like quality of Chimney Rock is a motivation to keep on, with new vigour.
Two-thirds of the way to the summit, some gold prospectors tried their luck, in the 1900′s. It didn’t work out too well. The remains of their camp are preserved here.
The remnants of another Harquahala institution, an Observatory, built by the Smithsonian, and operated from 1921-1925, are found at the summit of Harquahala Peak, and are visible from the place where I chose to turn around.
The summit itself was another 35-40 minutes away, and once there, the sights are worth an hour or so of exploration. Owing to the fading daylight, and not wanting to depend on my flashlight to navigate the eastern rim’s switchbacks, I began my descent around 5 P.M.
There were abundant heart-shaped rocks here, so I felt fully-blessed.
As I reached the last of the eastern switchbacks, the Sun bid farewell.
A night hike of ninety minutes, with my trusty flashlight, brought me back to the car. As I reached my vehicle, the coyotes began yipping and yowling, about a mile to the east. I will be back here someday, critters, and will get to the top, with plenty of time to do it justice.
(You probably guessed it. The Daily Bruin didn’t take, so I am back to writing less “me-centered” fare.)
Comments (6)
Love the scenery of the desert but wouldn't want to live there or get lost! I watched an episode on Netflix where a girl fell over the canyon wall and was there for over 2 days. I shouldn't watch stuff like that when it's bedtime. It was horrible.
you best get a earlier start next time
what a nice heart stone.
I bet it's close to Mexico.
You are braver than I am! I would have turned back well before 5 pm! At least you were well prepared with the flashlight!!
Hiking, as you do, must be one of the most rewarding of avocations.
WOW! look at that blue sky and the sunset! God's earth indeed.
Next time, I will certainly go on a day when I can get an early start. Nonetheless, I did accomplish what I had set out to do, document the canyon trails. I feel, with Thoreau, that hiking is indeed a rewarding avocation!
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