We're home... Our month of solace in solitude has flown by and we've had a ball!!
The best part of the trip was this last segment... a return to the San Juan Creek area, of the west side of the Toyoibe Range, on the east side of the Reese River valley.
I had forgotten that this past weekend was a 3-day holiday weekend... I had planned to return to my favorite campsite... But, that plan quickly morphed into either driving MUCH further into a more remote area, or merely leaving entirely.
About a mile into the forest, I came upon a couple of guys trying to drag a long dead tree (sans branches), with limb stubs, on its full length (about 30'), using a quad ATV.
Since they had the two-tracked effectively blocked, I watched them try twice to drag it... Both times, they plowed several feet of the track and then broke their rope. After the second time, I noticed I could squeeze by them (they could have easily moved their quad and I could have driven right by the tree). So, I yelled, "I can get by you" and drove past them... Just as I was almost past, the younger (40-something) guy said, "we would have moved, if you had just waited a minute". I said, "I already waited... as you can see, I had no trouble getting by. Would you like me to back up, so you can move out of the way?". He said, "No, go ahead",
I got about 1/4 mile further and came upon two quads, parked side by side, in the track... Not a soul in sight... I honked for 5 minutes and was about to turn around and ask the two guys if these were their quads, when three kids, two boys and a girl, about 10-12 years old cMe walking back upstream in the creek and the two boys signaled they would move their quads... then they signaled a few more times and eventually moved them a roos the creek and up the hill... The second quad stalled and started rolling back down the hill and I was already in reverse, in the creek, when he got it started again.
After another 1/2 mile, I passed their campsite... They looked like they brought everything they owned... Rather than solace, I had found a family of idiots!!
When I reached the campsite I had planned to use, I found it empty. But, decided 4 miles was way too close to this family of idiots and way to close to the two-track that they would be frequenting.
So, I drove past that campsite and crossed the creek again... About a 1/4 mile further and the track splits.... The left track climbs steeply to an 8500' ridge... I can't safely do a climb like that, without a human partner. So, we took the right track and forded the tributary stream. After several hundred yards, we came to an open area that was almost level and parked 44 within hearing distance of the stream.
We had a dispersed campsite, with gorgeous 360 degree views, the soothing sounds of running water, Dan and Dan's Best Friend and not a single family of idiots around... I fact, no one around us at all!!
It rained and drizzled the whole time we were there and the wind was very cold, at 7500'... But, that didn't stop us... We put up a tarp to cook and sit under and had a great time!!
Disclaimer: some pictures were taken in the rain, so...
This track leads uphill, about a 1/2 mile, to a "no motorized vehicle" boundary... We were walking back to camp in this pic
I added tarp awnings on the passenger side and at the rear and moved the furniture to make it more comfortable.