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Great Parks: Redwoods

2009-08-04T09:38:00.005-07:00

Redwood Forest, Calif.
July 2008

Hikes: Fern Canyon, Lost Creek
Tallest Tree: 315 feet
Done in: 3 days
Local Encounters: Pioneers
Man vs. Wild Moment: Lunch with elk

Rocks and Sand

2009-07-29T11:47:00.004-07:00

Death Valley's contradictions were in play on the second day of Josh's hike. Instead of open desert, he descended into the narrow of Marble Canyon. The high walls helped keep the full heat of the day away and he comfortably walked along the path for miles before seeing day tourists approaching for the canyon trailhead. They were the first people he'd seen in two days.

He knew the trailhead had to be close and after a few miles, the canyon gave way... to a sea of rocks. The next leg was a slog around the bumpy terrain, but eventually Josh came to the crossroads. The road split. One way led back to the main road through the park, the other to the Cottonwood trailhead and his Jeep.

He followed the road for a mile then set up camp, ate and rested. He had walked more than 10 miles already, but the Jeep was only another 3 miles away. As night fell, he decided to make a run for it.

Leaving his pack at camp, he traveled light through the dark desert guided only by moon and stars. He ran up the road, jumping streams as he got closer to the Cottonwood wash, until he saw his traveling companion waiting for him.

The next morning was New Year's Eve. He woke up with everything he needed by his side and packed camp. After three days alone in the desert, he would celebrate 2007 with thousands in Las Vegas.

Signpost Up Ahead?

2009-07-27T16:02:00.005-07:00

Death Valley National Park might seem like the Twilight Zone. It's 3,000 square miles of contradictions, from the extreme heat, moving rocks, and the lowest point in the U.S. (Badwater only 76 miles from the it's highest point (Mt. Whitney). But as Josh would find out, there are no sign posts up ahead in the valley of death. Even getting there takes some unmarked turns and blind faith.

Backpacker Magazine had listed the Cottonwood/Marble Canyon Loop in Death Valley as one of its top 25 hikes. So as 2006 came to a close, Josh slowly made his way to this desolate and bizarre part of California. Nearly 12 hours after leaving Phoenix, he set up camp at the end of a 4WD only road and the Cottonwood trailhead. It was a surprising sight the next morning - the wash was filled with trees and bamboo. His hike started with bushwhacking through the marshy reeds. When it cleared 5 miles later, he was far right of the stream and open desert spread out before him. His map showed another creek just outside the plain, so he passed the chance to refill his water supply.

It was a slow 2 mile hike across the plain and Josh wasn't sure when and where to make the turn into Marble Canyon. It came down to a guess, as he turned and crossed the low hills. At the top were panoramic views of the valley. Sand, dunes and scrub stretched out ahead sprinkled with spots of snow unmelted in the shadows. But the snow was the closest thing to water he could see.

He hiked into this new part of the desert as the light faded and found a campsite. Racing back against the light he zig zagged the wash looking for his spring until he could barely find his way back to camp. Nothing. He rationed his water and skipped dinner.

The next morning, Josh checked his position knowing the spring had to be nearby. He walked up the hill from his campsite, and it dropped off into a large canyon. He couldn't see it, but knew water had to be at the bottom. The only thing between him and his pot of gold was a mountain of scree. He slowly slide down the loose rocks. At the bottom was what he'd searched for so desperately the night before.

As the morning sun made its way into this deep canyon, he filtered water from the flowing spring and ate breakfast.

Great Parks: Death Valley

2009-07-10T15:09:00.002-07:00

Death Valley, Calif.
December 2006
Hike: Cottonwood Springs, Marble Canyon
Length: 26 miles
Done in: 2 days
Man vs. Wild Moment: Where's the water?

In the Loop

2009-07-04T11:18:00.005-07:00

The latest issue of National Geographic Adventure features the best of America's National Parks. Of the short list of nine, Josh has been to five. In many cases, he's made the same trips the magazine recommends. Secretary is making the call to see if they're hiring consultants...

A Coke and a Smile

2009-07-03T19:51:00.003-07:00

In the morning light the field of chollas looked soft enough to hug, but Josh knew to keep his hands and feet in the Jeep as he sped down the dirt road. He was on his way to meet the Virtual Jeepsters for a day of wheeling in Box Canyon. He was late, but eventually caught up with them at the designated lunch spot. It was there that a small group decided on another destination - the Coke Ovens.

The "road" to these remote Arizona oddities required high clearance 4WD and experienced drivers. Josh was up for the challenge. Soon, he was dodging scorpions nesting in downed saguaro cactus as he made his way along the technical trail. The trio of Jeeps tackled a staircase of rocks and other bumpy terrain until it reached its destination.

The Coke Ovens are five beehive kilns standing 30 feet high in the no-man's land between Florence and Superior. In the late 1800s, the ovens were used to turn mesquite wood to coke - a type of charcoal that burns at a much higher temperature. The coke was then used to smelt gold and silver ore from neighboring mines. Aside from the Gila River and an old railroad, there isn't much but the idea of a road to ovens anymore.

They are well preserved for their age, and offer a cool rest stop, but not much else. Soon Josh and the Jeepsters were off, crossing the Gila River to a maintained dirt road and eventually, the main highway in Florence.

In true Western style, Josh said goodbye to his companions and set off into the setting sun in his trusty ride.

Purse Full of Pickles

2009-06-29T10:10:00.004-07:00

Josh was enjoying a few drinks at Casey Moore's - another of his favorite local drinking spots - when a girl sat down beside him at the bar. While Josh is never at a loss for an opening line, this girl was about to one up him. As she reached for her wallet to pay for her drink, she pulled out a jar of pickles.

Josh's eyebrows raised. She explained she'd been jarring pickles all day and forgot she had put one in her bag. The mason jar of fresh homemade pickles sat between them on the bar. It was hard to tell what Josh was more interested in, the girl or her canned goods. He continued the conversation gently hinting that she should open that jar of pickles and let him have a taste. The girl didn't bite. She really loved her pickles and only had so many. She couldn't give them away to just anyone.

Josh persisted, and when his charm didn't seem to work he pulled out all the stops. He showed the girl his driver's license. How could she deny Mr. Pickell a pickle? But the girl refused and Josh was left alone with his beer. She was a pickle tease.

Merry Christmas

2009-03-03T07:53:00.004-07:00

Josh started his 4-wheeling in a snowy Joshua Tree. Then he moved on to Anza Borega State Park near San Diego, where he celebrated Christmas the back country way.

Bear Essentials, Part 3

2008-12-31T13:49:00.004-07:00

Josh never saw the bear he followed into the woods. Or maybe he did. As he made his way along the Heart Mountain loop, he crossed a stream and saw a grizzly directly on the trail ahead of him. He tried to make noise to get the bear to acknowledge him, but it was busy eating grass and couldn't be bothered. Josh didn't want to surprise it, so he made his way off trail. He soon learned Lesson Three: Watch out for things other than bears.

As he made his way around the bear, he startled a pack of wolves. The group scattered and soon he was cornered. Wolves all around howling, a grizzly on the trail and a creek to his back. Eventually the bear heard his shouts and raised his head and the wolves retreated into the next meadow. Josh carefully made his way around everything and back to the trail.

Beer Fest Enthusiast

2008-12-29T13:47:00.003-07:00

Beer festivals are like restaurants. It seems like an easy thing to pull off - give people beer. People happy. But as we know, there's a difference between Applebee's and Four Peaks. The Big Pour in Mesa last month made all other beer fests look like a kegger in the woods. Hosted by Draft Magazine, the event had more than 100 microbrews on tap at the Hohokam Stadium. It also had a mess of bar games. It was like a giant outdoor pub. Get a beer, play some basketball. Get a beer, play some bean bag toss. Get a beer, go to the batting cages. Get a beer, play some pool. It was as if they magazine had brought Josh on as a consultant.... Maybe next year.

Bear Essentials, Part 2

2008-12-27T16:24:00.006-07:00

Josh wasn't expecting his first bear encounter to happen so soon - or so dramatically. Still, he wasn't scared away from his intended hike when the trails to Heart Lake opened again. He set off through the snowy landscape. The forest was still in recovery from the 1980s fire and the trail passed through burnt remains and young tree growth. The forest was new, but dense and he wondered what it must have been like before the burn. He was alone with his thoughts. Or was he? The park might have been empty of tourists in October, but it was full of wildlife, and he could see their footprints in the snow. Lesson #2: Don't follow a bear into the woods.

Josh looked at the size of the bear tracks ahead of him on the trail. How far ahead was it? Was it better that it was on the trail rather than in the woods? He had no choice but to continue along his route and fortunately, never encountered the bear.

Bear Essentials, Part 1

2008-10-28T16:53:00.010-07:00

With temps in Phoenix still in the high 90s, Josh was caught a little off-guard at the thought of winter. Still, he was undeterred for his Fall Break adventure in Yellowstone National Park. After all, he had the camping essentials down to a science: hammock, pack, new Wind Stopper and Icebreaker layers....

The bear essentials were a different story, but Josh was a quick learner. His first lesson: Never come between a bear and its food.

Josh had planned to spend six days hiking the 60+ mile Heart Lake loop, but when he found the road to the trailhead closed, he had to make other plans. Instead he went into the park to a short day hike. He would hike alone, but others were on the trail and at the parking lot. Soon someone asked if he was going to the lake.

Josh said yes, and the man asked if he could join him. He was a photographer staying in the park for a month. He had been on the trail before and wanted to get pictures of a bear he knew was there. "There's a carcass beside the lake. Does that bother you?" he asked.

Josh didn't know why it should. The man told him a grizzly had been beside it and he hoped to get some pictures. Together the two started the trail. They passed some other hikers. They hadn't seen anything.

As they came over the ridge to see the lake, the man talked about what they would do if they saw the bear. The lake came into view. Josh saw the carcass - probably an elk - no more than 100 yards away. On the other side of the lake some men were fishing.

Suddenly, Josh saw movement in the tree line. A grizzly was running top sped toward the carcass. Josh backed up slowly, reaching for his bear spray. The bear reached the carcass and for a moment Josh thought it would stop. Instead, it made a quick turn toward Josh and his new friend.

Josh was more than a little scared, but also in awe as the bear stood on its hind legs. "Are you seeing this! Are you getting pictures?" Josh yelled. But he was only talking to the bear. When he looked back, the photographer was gone - heading back to the car.

The bear grunted as Josh slowly backed away, then turned and went back to its meal.

Peak-A-Boo

2008-09-29T15:44:00.007-07:00

"Gone Camping @ Four Peaks" circled and turned across the computer screen. It was the only clue Josh left Secretary to his latest adventure. As with most of Josh's plans, the reality was much more detailed than the simple note implied.

While Four Peaks is the name of one of Josh's favorite brew pubs, Secretary knew he wasn't camping out on a barstool. Four Peaks is also one of Arizona's most well known mountain formations. Just 40 miles northeast of Phoenix, it is a scenic landmark, dotted with gem mines and overlooking Roosevelt Lake. Josh had decided to hike all four of the peaks during the weekend - a feat not accomplished by many for reasons Josh would find out for himself.

The backcountry road to the trailhead cut through the quintessential Western landscape of cactus, tumbleweeds and red rocks. The trail starts at the forth, southern most peak. All but the highest peak to the north is named. Brown Peak, at 7,657 feet is commonly referred to as Peak One.

There is no established trail across all four mountaintops. Even the trail to Peak One peters out before reaching the top. Josh topped the first peak quickly but soon found himself off track and bushwacking as he made his way to Peak Two. The trek to Peak Three was a harrowing slog. With no trail, Josh made his own down chossy ravens, traversing thin edges of the mountain and even hanging from the sides of rock cliffs. At one point he nearly lost his GPS when he threw his pack down a hill in advance. Fortunately he found it, because he would need it many times to relocate the "trail."

He never made it to Peak Three. He found a scenic spot with a view of the lake and set up his hammock. In the middle of the night, a cactus made contact with his sleeping pad. The next morning, rolled like a taco in his hammock, he packed camp and made his way off the peaks and back to Phoenix. The four point summit would be someone else's to claim.

School's Out For Summer

2008-06-10T19:06:00.003-07:00

June is an important month in a teacher's life. As his two month hiatus from classes neared, Josh attended one last Phoenix condo development party. There are dozens of condo projects being built in Phoenix, Scottsdale and Tempe and at some time in the process they will all throw a party. It's a good excuse to get potential buyers though the doors. For Josh, it's a good excuse to stare at pretty girls, sit on fancy furniture and enjoy free eats and drinks.

Some of these parties are more exclusive than others, but Josh has a good secretary to secure him invites. On this windy day in May he checked out the Century Plaza - an old office building on Central Avenue converted into high rise living. The attraction was 70s rock star Alice Cooper. His connection to the development was vague. Was he going to live there? Was he just an investor? It didn't matter. Josh checked out the digs - the pool, the landscaping that cleverly hid the Jack In The Box, the unfinished hallways, and the model apartments with views of downtown and open lots.

Maybe there is a threshold for these work/live/play concepts. If so, Josh had found the tipping point. Fortunately, Alice didn't disappoint. The guy still had the chops for a set of his favorites, and Josh rocked out at the thought that in just two days, school really was out for the summer.

45 Minutes @ The Pants

2008-04-08T21:14:00.006-07:00

Before hitting the road for the Red Rock Rendezvous, Josh stopped by a neighborhood favorite for a burger and beer. Monkey Pants is the kind of dive bar you can only find in Tempe. The clientele is an odd mix of college kids, blue collar workers, and questionable barflies. Anyone who wants to drink is welcome at Monkey Pants - but you have to have fun doing it.

Josh thought he was in a hurry so had phoned in a to go order, but once he walked out of the bright evening sun and into the cool recesses of the Pants, time seemed to stop. "Put it on a plate and give me a PBR" he told bartender when she asked about his food. But it was already packed up. He flipped the pop top of his blue ribbon, opened his styrofoam box, and started eating the hand-cut fries.

A half dozen other people sat around the bar. Two beefy guys watched the game, a trio of toothless friends had an aimless conversation going next to them. A couple of working stiffs looked around for someone to talk to. The man next to Josh was already chatting with him when the bartender announced it was time for a shirtless shot. Anyone willing to take their shirt off would get a shot of tequila.

Beefy guy had his off at first word. The lone woman at the bar, one of the toothless trio, didn't think twice before showing everyone her bra. Then oddly, a polite looking college couple came up to the bar, pulled their shirts around their necks, did a shot, then left.

Josh's new buddy continued to talk as the bartender handed him his bill. "Hey, what does this say? How much do I owe?" He asked Josh about his bill. Josh told him the $24 tab was $49. "What!? How much did I drink?" he replied. Josh confessed and they shared a laugh.

In the corner an old man looking like the kookie prospector out of an episode of Little House on the Prairie stared at goldfish in a big tank. "You fishes better be ready to race tonight," he said tapping the glass. The man may have been three sheets to the wind, but he knew his Monkey Pants theme nights.

Josh finished his burger and looked at his watch. It was barely 6 pm, but it was just another night at the Pants.

Thumbs Up

2008-04-04T12:26:00.003-07:00

As 2007 came to an end and the days got shorter, Josh's friend Dale proposed a Winter Solstice climb up Tom's Thumb. Little did Josh know that wasn't the only proposal Dale had on his mind.

Josh, Dale and Erin made the drive to North Scottsdale and hiked into the McDowell Mountains to Tom's Thumb, a popular rock looking out over Phoenix. Dale and Erin had done the Treiber's Deception route many times. It's only a 5.7, but its a mental tester starting with a chimney with a nearby rock, then crossing over to reach a flake that may or may not have grass growing from it. Those are just the first move. From there, it's a steady, 140 foot climb trusting feet on the McDowell granite and pumping through two overhangs.

Dale lead carrying his backpack and Josh and Erin followed. Dale usually has his camera in tow, so it wasn't unusual to see him with a pack. But this time, Dale wasn't taking pictures. At the top Josh had his back turned, taking his own shots of the view. When he looked back at his friends, Dale was nervously bending on one knee in front of Erin. Josh couldn't believe it. Dale hadn't said a thing to anyone. Within seconds, Dale pulled a ring from his pocket and asked his girlfriend of more than four years to be his wife. She gave him the thumbs up!

First Customer

2008-04-03T14:42:00.006-07:00

It may have been Spring Break for Josh last month, but the seasons had yet to change in some parts of Utah. Josh left the Colorado River and went north on a week-long tour of Utah's national parks. Snow still dusted the red and orange hoodoos of Bryce Canyon like powdered sugar on a Krispie Kreme. The park was nearly deserted, still waiting for warmer days when tourists with cameras and air conditioned cars would make the drive.

After several days of camping and eating meals heated on a tiny burner, Josh craved a home cooked meal. He thought he'd lucked out when he found the Luna Cafe outside Bryce. The little house had an "Open" sign in the window and all the potential for Mom and Pop cookin' up some chicken fried steak inside. Josh walked inside and found Pop working on drywall instead.

"You open?" he asked. Pop hesitated, then said "Sure. Come on in." Two kids in high chairs stared at him as Pop yelled to Mom: "The first customer of the season is here!"

Maybe Josh had time to reconsider the benefits of eating slowly when Mom presented him with last year's burger and fries. As he ate, the two odd children continued to stare at him and he had time to take in the equally strange decor - aliens on the walls, a sign shaped like a spaceship.... Josh didn't stick around long to find out if they wanted him to repopulate their gene pool. He made a quick exit and continued on to Moab.

Dyno-Might!

2008-04-02T08:30:00.005-07:00

When it comes to climbing festivals, the Red Rock Rendezvous is at the top of the list. What else could compete with the headline cast of top climbers teaching clinics, the 1,000 people camping in an open field surrounded by the dramatic formations the park is named for, and the Fat Tire truck of beer that pulls up for dinner every night?

Josh made the trip to the park just outside Las Vegas for the first time this year and wasted no time setting up a wind-proof tent, sampling the Fat Tire, learning new self-rescue and multi-pitch skills, and impressing the ladies at the dyno comp.

With some down time on Saturday afternoon, Josh practiced on the dyno wall, then signed up for the first round of competition. He made some impressive jumps to the various holds, hitting at four and five feet and touching an elusive six foot dyno. As the afternoon clinics let out and the crowds started to gather, the second round began. He'd made the cut, and again tried for the six-footer. He didn't make it, but the attempt was good to put him into the third round. He opted to go for a solid five-foot leap and stuck the hold. But others had done well too. It would come down to a battle of the biceps.

The top three finalists had to do as many pull ups as they could. Josh was half way through his plate of the Mexican buffet the festival provided. Would it hold him back? The first finalist pulled five. Josh was up and easily did 15, paused, did another five, then another 6. The crowd was cheering. Could the last contestant beat his 26? At first it looked possible as the finalist pulled an easy 18 before faultering. Pausing he pulled two more, then struggled for a final push before dropping at 21.

Josh had won! He proudly raised his new Metolious hangboard above his head then went back to finish that Mexican food.

Riding the Ryder

2008-04-01T19:44:00.008-07:00

Spring Break 2008 started with a wild ride for Josh. He and his friend Matt returned to Ryder Canyon near Lee's Ferry on the Colorado River. It's a tough hike to the canyon and the river, but last year he and Matt caught some great trout. They were eager to get back and a good hike never stopped either one of them.

This year the trout weren't biting, but Josh wasted no time catching something else - a ride down the rapids.

The pair met up with a group of high school students and their river guides making their way down the Colorado. A short chat later and Josh was quickly putting on a life jacket and helmet and jumping into the raft. As they took off, the guide said something about sticking with the raft if it flipped. It was the first Josh had thought of this.

As if on cue, the boat navigated the first set of rapids then hit a pocket and went vertical. Like a scene from the Titanic, Josh held on to the top as the others hit the water, then he jumped clear. There was a second of shock as he hit the icy water, unsure what to do - stay with the raft or swim to shore? There was no time to panic. Most of the kids were underneath the raft, holding on, but Josh saw others making their way to shore. He followed, but the current was strong and he hit an eddy. It pulled him back to the center. There was no use fighting the motion. Regaining his bearings he let it push him out, then swam quickly to shore.

Once on dry land, he stripped down to his boxers to warm up - a trick he'd learned from Man vs. Wild. Shaking and with a big grin on his face, Josh could only imagine what the rest of his week had in store.

(Thanks Matt for the great pix!)

Resolutions from The Secretary

2008-01-25T18:05:00.000-07:00

It's not easy keeping up with Josh. 2007 was a busy year. He spent the summer in Flagstaff, climbed at Groom Creek, hiked with his buddy Dale, went to Joshua Tree, Calif., for the first time - twice, went back to the Grand Canyon with his buddy Matt, put a lift on his Jeep, and was the lone witness when two of his friends got engaged on the top of Tom's Thumb.

I try to keep all his adventures straight, but must admit that it is hard to take dictation with a martini in hand.

It's resolution time, and it is my goal to do better. Josh has plenty of pictures and plenty of stories. Look for a round up of '07 favorites mixed in with 2008 adventures. They're piling up already. I better go chill the vodka...

Wanted: Poster Boy for SoCal Brewery

2007-08-20T21:35:00.001-07:00

In between high altitude hikes, Josh took in the Flagstaff high life: Sampling the local brews, discovering the simplistic beauty of the Pay ‘n Take, and swinging elbows with the local ladies. By the time he got back to Phoenix, he was in perfect shape … for a beer dinner.

Stone Brewery is one of Josh’s favorite and when he heard Roy’s had a five course meal and the Stone brewmaster in town, he and his climbing buddies joined in for eats and drinks. Like the King’s Table regrets the fat man at its buffet, Roy’s probably doubted the wisdom of its all-you-can-drink offer to Josh. He quickly took them to heart, requesting his favorite Stone IPA as an apertif, as a secondary to each course, and a chaser in between.

By dessert, Roy’s was out of IPA. But the manager was able to leave Josh with a parting gift. Should he read too much into his giant bottle of Arrogant Bastard?

Bear With Me

2007-08-18T19:55:00.002-07:00

It took Josh less than a day to establish his routine of afternoon hiking. With the later starts, he would miss the foot traffic of day-tripper and had more chances of seeing wildlife as it came out at dusk. Plus he could sleep in. He was on vacation after all.

His first hike was to the Inner Basin – a high-country meadow surrounded by the San Francisco Peaks. The peaks themselves are remnants of a volcano that exploded hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the basin was sure to give Josh a sense of the terrain.

The 4+ mile hike starts at Lockett Meadow (8,600 feet) and gains 2,250 feet in elevation as it intersects with the Weatherford Trail. Along the way, there are forests of aspen trees, golden meadows and spectacular views of the peaks.

Josh was on the look out for wildlife beyond bambi-esque encounters with squirrels and rabbits. As he looped back to the trailhead, and dusk came, he startled a deer coming out to feed. But this sighting was quickly trumped. Another turn in the trail and Josh was staring at a black bear.

The black bear is the only bear species still living in Arizona, and there are only about 2,500 in the state. While the wooded areas of Northern Arizona are their preferred habitat, encountering one is still unusual. Josh was pretty psyched about the face-to-face meeting and the bear itself was unfazed – wandering back into the woods.

Getting back into town, Josh’s only regret was that he didn’t have a camera. He bought a Nikon Coolpix the next weekend.

Tales from the Pickell Tree

2007-08-14T19:46:00.001-07:00

Josh Pickell is a P.E. teacher in Laveen, Arizona. True to his profession, Josh doesn’t sit around much. Since moving to Arizona two years ago, he’s explored most of the state - from the bars to the backcountry. His Jeep takes him anywhere the roads leave off and this summer he put his adventure skills to the test.

Josh rented an apartment in Flagstaff and spent his days hiking, camping, rock climbing, chasing bears, being chased by birds, and finding the perfect spot to hang his hammock.

This blog picks up where Josh’s camera leaves off. Sure a picture can be worth 1,000 words. Sometimes. If you know Josh, you know there are at least 10 other things going on just outside the frame. So find a comfortable place to sit, keep your 30 pack of Coors Light close at hand, and enjoy these offerings from the pickelltree.