February 2019


Books read:
  • Germinal by Emile Zola
  • Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adiche
  • A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
  • Gilead by Mailynne Robinson
  • The House of the Spirits by Isabel Allende

Trails walked:
  • Superstitions Black Top Mesa (Feb 8th)
  • Superstitions Charlebois Springs 17-mile loop (Feb 13th)
  • Camp Creek Falls (Feb 17th)
  • White Tanks Ford Canyon Willow Canyon Loop (Feb 19th)
  • McDowell Sonoran Preserve North (Feb 26th Granite/Cholla loop).  
  • McDowells Tom’s Thumb/Windgate Pass/East End Loop (Feb 28th)

Other stuff:
  • Valley of the Snow drive (Feb 22nd)

I sure did walk and read a lot for such a short month.  February is just about the best time of year to walk in the desert, especially if there have been good rains during the fall and winter, and there have been this year.   On February 21st and 22nd we had epic snow in the deserts around Phoenix.  Even the McDowell Mountains in northeast Scottsdale had 7 inches of snow!  Unheard of.  I decided to take a drive around the “Valley of the Snow” the last day of the storm to see some desert snow.  It was a Friday afternoon and let me tell you, I was NOT the only one with this idea.  All along Cave Creek road north of its namesake town there were cars pulled over to the side of the road everywhere!  Kids, parents, grandparents playing in the snow, making snowmen, and careening down hills using their silver window sun screens as toboggans.  Here’s a few shots from New River to Cave Creek to North Scottsdale:

Tom’s Thumb in the McDowells


New River


New River


Cave Creek Road


Cave Creek Road

The month’s first walk was up to Black Top Mesa in the Superstitions.  It’s about a 12 mile out and back from the First Water trailhead.  From what I’ve read in the past there are two reasons for taking this walk: 1) the views are incredible and 2) there are some Spanish petroglyphs, if you can find them.  There are several stories about lost gold in the Superstitions, and many of them include stories of the Peralta family.  Some say they discovered gold near Weavers Needle and were then killed by Apaches who sealed the mine.  Other stories say the Peraltas were transporting their gold from California to Mexico when they were massacred. There are petroglyphs on Black Top mesa that supposedly indicate the location of their mines.  People have been looking for over 100 years and still haven’t found the gold…. we didn’t either.  Hiking Buddy (HB) and I headed up the Dutchman trail for the umpteenth time (it’s a great walk no matter how many times).  At about 4 and half miles we hit the major intersection where several trails cross and took the Bull Pass trail uphill to locate the use trail that would lead further uphill to Black Top Mesa (Not to be confused with Black Mesa in the Superstitions which is to the northwest).  There is a great view of Aylor’s Arch from the Bull Pass trail, looking west.  Once we made the top of Black Top, and made it to the southern edge, our jaws were open with the spectacular views.  I’ve seen the Superstitions from many vantage points, and I have to say this may be the best.  We stopped here for lunch.  We have had lunch at some of Arizona’s best locations, and sometimes, it’s the most memorable part of a hike, whether it’s the views, a nice stream, or high mountain, resting and eating your lunch in the great outdoors is hard to beat.  After lunch we started searching for the petroglyphs.  It was tough going and required some boulder scrambling and sometimes with a very long drop down if you take the wrong step.  Did it mention it was windy?  Yeah that.  Well we were able to find a couple.  One that looked like it could be a map of some sort.  So, we were satisfied, wishing we could have spotted more, but we had about 6 miles left to get back to the car and decided to say goodbye to Black Top Mesa. 

Spanish Treasure Map Petroglyph?


Weaver’s Needle and Bluff Spring Mountain looking south from Black Top Mesa


The End of the trail on Black Top Mesa



I’ve always heard of Emile Zola but had never read anything by him, nor anything about him.  He’s a French author (thought he was Eastern European or Italian from his name).  He was a prolific guy, with about 30 of his works translated to English, so I imagine he wrote many more than that. The book I decided on is considered by many to be his best.  It’s called Germinal and it’s one novel in a 20-novel series he wrote portraying the distinctions of rich and working-class life in France.  I read the 2004 translation by Roger Pearson on Penguin Classics.   This is really a depressing book (and only 500 pages😉).  From what I understand, Zola did extensive research on the coal mining industry and coal miners for this novel. His brutal descriptions of the poverty lived in by these miners is just gripping.  And he offsets it brilliantly with his depictions of the life of the coal mine owners, managers, and shareholders.  There is a scene where a miner's wife and 2 children come to the home of a shareholder hoping for money or food and the way he describes the shareholder’s viewpoint and then the miner's wife's viewpoint of the same meeting and the events leading up to the meeting are heartbreaking and revealing.  I feel like he spent too much time describing the misery of the miners, especially during the strike...I mean one day they are down to their last crumb of food, yet 2 weeks later there they still are, somehow managing to live, then again 2 more weeks later....The premise is that a new person comes to town (Etienne) and looks for work and finds some down in the coal mine.  The life of a miner in those days is ridiculously hard, with few safety concerns.  Etienne sees this and eventually leads the miners to strike for a fairer wage and better conditions.  The strike devastates the miners (no money, no food), but also hurts the owners.  Emotions get high, riots ensue.  More misery.  Eventually nothing changes, but the trail of dead bodies leaves some to hope that change will come someday. 


I’ve always wanted to get to Charlebois Springs (pronounced Charlie Boy here in AZ of course) in the Superstitions, but it seemed so far.  So, I asked HB if he was up for a 17-mile day hike through rugged mountains.  We decided to go anyway.  Got up early in the dark and headed east to the Peralta trailhead.  One of the rare times we beat most people up to that busy trailhead.  We combined the Dutchman, Whiskey Springs, Red Tanks, and Bluff Springs trails to make this loop.  It was tough, but fascinating, as we worked our way through many different landscapes.  Starting out through the saguaro filled Barkley Basin, then up and around Miner’s needle, up to the saddle for great views of the interior of the Superstitions.  Then down Whiskey Springs where a moonshine still was discovered in the mid-1900s and can be seen today in the Superstitions museum near Apache Junction.  Whiskey Springs had lots of water and a beautiful riparian area where we stopped for lunch #1 (this was definitely gonna be a 2-lunch walk).  After lunch #1 we followed Upper La Barge Creek which was an easy flat walk through a nice riparian area with LOTS of water.  We probably could have done this hike with a filter straw and a water bottle for all the water we found.  I don’t recommend that, but for all you Ironman athletes out there, it’s possible after a wet winter.  Next, we picked up the Dutchman’s trail and headed northwest to Charlebois Spring which has some outstanding looking camping spots for normal people not interested in walking 17 miles in one day…. The spring itself is nice, but nothing worth writing home about. We stopped there for lunch #2.  It was shady and cool with lots of big Sycamores and Cottonwoods.  After lunch #2 we headed back southeast on the Dutchman to the Bluff Springs trail.  We were getting pretty tired at this point.  There is supposed to be one of the largest saguaros in the world off this trail (supposedly with 57 arms!).  It was only hundred yards or so off the trail, but with a climb over a hill and we just didn’t want to add any additional inch on our way back to the car or we may not have made it.  I think it was a good decision and we can find this legendary saguaro on another, shorter, hike.  Back at the car we congratulated our 60 something old selves for being able to still do this kind of hike and headed home in the dark. 

Superstition Wilderness Scene




La Barge Creek


La Barge Creek with lots of water


Bloomin’ Lupin



I’ve read some great things about Chimamanda Ngozi Adiche, the author from Nigeria who has been getting rave reviews for her writing.  I decided to start out with Americanah. I can you tell you right now, I will read as much of her other works as I can.  This book just blew me away.  A thoroughly enjoyable book from beginning to end.  Rich characters, deep philosophical issues on race, immigration, international politics, family, friendship, love, etc.  It's the story of Ifemelu, an intelligent Nigerian woman who tries to get a college education in Nigeria, but due to political strikes is unable to, so she heads to the US where her aunt and cousin live and struggles to find herself and develop herself into who she feels she should be.  By the way, she left the love of her life, Obinze, behind in Nigeria.  She gets her education, works various jobs, finds new loves, starts a blog on race (something she never had to deal with in Nigeria) and then, after 13 years decides to return to Nigeria to live.  Obinze meanwhile has his own story about emigrating to London, being deported back to Nigeria, and then starting his life anew.  Eventually they meet again, but is it too late due to marriage, children, differences in their more mature personalities? You'll have to read this great book to find out.....There is a scene in this book at the end of chapter 51 where Ifemelu describes to Obinze (after she's returned to Nigeria) why she stopped all contact with him while in the US....it's a heartbreaking and incredibly emotional scene....one of the best I've ever read....Wow.    

Every now and then I can convince my better half to “waste” a day of her weekend to go on a hike.  I was mainly able to convince her because she wanted to take her dog on a hike (it’s OK, I’ll take it any way I can get it…).  Well, it was more like an afternoon, but we headed up to Camp Creek Falls to see how much water was flowing with all the rains we’d been getting.  We weren’t disappointed and this was before the big snow.  It’s a fairly easy 2-mile walk along some washes north of Cave Creek.  Saw a few other hikers and some folks on horses out enjoying a beautiful day.  

Camp Creek Falls
Camp Creek


A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess was next up on the reading list.  This has always been a very controversial book.  It was banned in several US states.  Even the author was not sure he should have ever written it.  The Stanley Kubrick film on the book is considered an art house masterpiece.  And the book has been included on several lists of best novels ever written.  It's a difficult book to start reading for two reasons:  it's written in an invented slang language of the ultra-violent teens of this futuristic London city and it's incredibly violent with brutal beatings and rapes of young girls.  There are 3 parts to the book.  Part 1 is this violent rampage that gang leader Alex leads his gang on.  In Part 2 Alex goes to prison and then is reformed using a controversial method consisting of medication and brainwashing.  Part 3 has Alex returning to society to see if the reformation works.  Parts 2 and 3 were much more interesting and made clear why part 1 was necessary.  There are many themes addressed in the book, including free will, government intervention, teen boredom and violence, criminal reformation, and adult apathy.  It was written in 1962 and set in 2023 London.  The author was partially inspired by the brutal beating of his first wife by US servicemen in England which resulted in her miscarriage. 


The White Tank mountains west of Phoenix always surprise me.  They don’t look like much, but the interior is larger than expected and lusher and more varied that you’d think.  HB and I hiked the 9-mile Ford Canyon Willow Canyon Loop.  Ford Canyon is a beautiful canyon and the trail goes up! The mountains are named for the white granite rocks that catch water when it rains.  In the early days of the Arizona Territory they used to contain the only known water for 20 miles around.  There are 11 Hohokam Indian sites throughout the mountains so that tells you there was enough water to survive.   Eventually we clamber out of Ford Canyon and up over a ridge with nice views of the surrounding area.  Lots of wildflowers on this walk.  We connected with the Willow Canyon trail and then spent some time at this spring where you see evidence of an old cattle corral where ranchers used to water the cows.  You can find old tin cans, barbed wire, and fence posts in the area if you poke around a bit.  Headed back to the car after another perfect Arizona day. 

Mexican Gold Poppies with a view of Phoenix


White tanks in the White Tanks


Spring near the Willow Canyon - Ford Canyon junction



I have been reading a fun book by Nick Hornby called "Ten Years in the Tub."  It’s a compilation of articles he wrote for a magazine in which he reviewed books he’d read.  He recommended a book from Marilynne Robinson titled Gilead, saying "there are complicated and striking ideas on every single page."  It's written as a letter a Congregationalist pastor is writing to his son.  The pastor is 76 and dying, it's 1956, and his son is only 7 years old…. This is all discovered very early in the novel.  The letter (novel) is part family history, part philosophy on life, family, and friendship, part description of Midwest life in the late 1800s/early1900s, and part personal confessional.  And it's beautiful.  The history dates to the pastor's grandfather's exploits in the Kansas Missouri border war before the civil war, then the reconstruction, World War I, the depression, and World War II.  The pastor's grandfather was a militant abolitionist, yet his father was a pacifist (both preachers), and on top of this, his brother was an atheist!  So, lots of room for many viewpoints.  The section describing the pastor's travels from Iowa to Kansas as a boy with his father to find his grandfather's grave was astounding.  The pastor used biblical verses to try and understand the world and form his thoughts, and some non-religious people may find this uncomfortable, but it almost gives one hope that a religion can actually be used to understand life and to live a better life, rather than used for exclusion, hatred, and war.... I would like to read other books by this author; she was able to give this voice to a 76-year-old pastor that was sad and beautiful. 


With all the snow the previous week we thought it might be interesting to explore the northern section of the McDowell Sonoran Preserve.  This area is bounded by Dynamite Road on the south, Stagecoach Pass road on the north, Pima on the west, and 136th street on the east.  We made a 9-mile loop around Granite Mountain and Cholla Mountain via the Granite Mountain trailhead.  There were still patches of snow on the ground from the previous week’s snows, but the highlights were the views of the snow-covered mountains to the north and east.  Four Peaks was covered with snow from peak to base and the Superstitions had more snow than I can remember seeing on them.  It was beautiful.  And the walk itself was really nice.  This is a fairly new section of the preserve and they’ve done a great job of creating a nice set of interconnecting trails to explore the area.  Very cool rock formations, similar to the Tom’s Thumb area, but with very little elevation gain.  There were quite a few mountain bikes for a weekday, so I’m pretty sure the weekends would be full of mountain bikes which would make for an annoying hike.
  
Balanced Rock/unbalanced person

Trail art


Flowers, saguaros, snow


A peak at Four Peaks


Saguaros pointing to the snow



The final book of this shortened month was Isabel Allende’s The House of the Spirits, translated by Magda Bogin.  I guess I just love Latin magical realism books.  And this one is terrific.  The book was first conceived by Allende when she received news that her 100-year-old grandfather was dying. She began to write him a letter which eventually turned into this novel.  The story details the life of the Trueba family, spanning four generations, and tracing the post-colonial social and political upheavals of an unnamed South American country (probably Chile since Allende's uncle was eventually one of its presidents....).  It is truly a family epic, entwining family upheavals with South American political upheavals.  Much like Marquez' 100 Years of Solitude.  The characters are so well described that you can just see and touch them, and care so much for them, or hate them.  The spirits in the title refer not only to the ghosts that Clara can see and talk to, but also the spirits of family members past, present, and future.  It's about love, politics, war, and ultimately, family.  Maybe that's why I love Latin American works.... they focus so much on the importance of family....


After the big snows, the Tom’s Thumb trailhead was closed for nearly a week in order to protect the condition of the trails.  On the first day it opened I decided to make an 11-mile loop to explore the impact of the snows combining Tom’s Thumb/Windgate Pass/East End Loop trails.  The day was crisp and cool with quite a few people on the main Tom’s Thumb trail (spring baseball is starting and there were lots of visitors).  The only real impact I noticed was that some of the supports that were made of rock and wire had come loose and required some repair, but otherwise you couldn’t tell that there was 7 inches of snow here a week ago, other than a few patches of snow here and there.  The views from on top were great, with snow on all the same peaks we had seen a couple of days ago from the northern part of the preserve.  The trails themselves were great and I saw very few people beyond the first 2 miles of the Tom’s Thumb trail.  The last climb up the East End trail was the only part that I hadn’t walked before.  It’s a nice, rocky canyon and the trail is extremely steep, so I was getting pretty tired by the time it finally hit the Tom’s Thumb trail for the final 1.5 miles back to the car.  The highlight of the walk was the profusion of wildflowers!
   
Flowers and cactus with a view of the valley

Flowers, rock!


Lots of flowers mixed with the teddy bear cholla