The Second Lunar Landing
Somewhere Near The Ishi Wilderness
Lassen National Forest (sort of)
10/5/07 - 10/6/07
My new favorite quote...
"This could get western." ~Jack Snider
I've never found faulty automotive equipment fortuitous until one time this last summer. A busted diesel pump aided in the opportunity for me to meet Mr. Jack Snider. I got to help Jack and his good friend Margie find their way out of the mountains after Jack's truck broke down. He said he was always looking for someone to ride with and I had recently gotten into the packing thing so it kind of snowballed from there. Jack offered to help me see if there was Southwestern access to the Ishi Wilderness so we planned a trip to do some recon. Jack just told me to bring my saddle horse and he'd bring the pack animals. I gotta admit, I was a little spoiled on this trip. Jack did EVERYTHING including bringing along a cd player so we could listen to old radio episodes of Gunsmoke!!
We found the country to be.... um..... rough.... er... rocky.... uh.... freaking rugged! We followed Deer Creek into the canyon as far as we could then doubled back a short way to make camp. Jack suggested we "ride to the top of that ridge" in the morning to see if we could find another trail, both to see if we could make it to where we wanted to go and to aid in a way back to the truck that didn't require twenty river crossings. I looked straight up at the ridge he was pointing at and just smiled and nodded... all the while I'm wondering if my poor draft horse would make it to the top of said ridge. It was straight up and, as God is my witness, I'VE NEVER SEEN SO MANY ROCKS!! I decided not to tell my horse where we were going. Needless to say, I can assure you, there is no Southwestern access to the Ishi Wilderness area.
Jack "Snowy River" Snider
Jack and Cowboy towing the girls across Deer Creek.
Lava flows covered entire mountain tops and
looked like someone had
poured asphalt right down to the edge of (and into) the creek.
Jack and Cowboy lead the way to the top of
Beer tastes good up there.
Oh wait... beer tastes good everywhere.
Can you find the saddle horses in this picture?
Mine's the pissed off draft horse who can't believe I made her walk up here.
(click on the image for a larger view)
Here's to new friends,
Lots of learnin',
And dozens more trips!!