Devils Canyon
Angeles National Forest
Locate the trailhead.Today's grand escapade was found about 27 miles up highway 2 just the other side of Upper Chilao Campground. Well signed and even with a bathroom, we came to...
Devils Canyon! Um, trail. The actual canyon is at the end of the trail as most of it is going down a tributary.
And so we headed out into the San Gabriel Wilderness. Also we met our first set of backpackers.
The trail starts at the top, not to my usual tastes, and drops down. This can lead one to worry about being able to get back up but also means the canyon is laid out before us as we start.
Off to the left is tree filled tributary that looks like a highly attractive place to hike except it is so steep. The bit of trail we are on quickly finds trees anyway and stays mostly shady throughout.
Although we still get trees, the hillside is quite parched further along. We met a couple more sets of backpackers. One set seemed to think carrying a tent was preferable to just strapping it on. It wasn't a very backpacker friendly tent.
The canyon itself had very little water in it, but the trees hinted there might be some hidden away below. It is quite well hidden most of the way so there's just a dry stream bed.
We met our last couple of... what can liberally be called backpackers. They had day packs and one was carrying a slumber bag by hand. We found out soon after that the other one had also, but had abandoned it and a pillow a little way down the trail. One the way up we found that the second bag had been abandoned shortly after we met them. You'd think this was Everest. Don't trash the wilderness!
There was one spot of very narrow canyon, so this trail wouldn't be good if the stream were ever roaring away. For now, though, the most to see is the poison oak in beautiful fall colors.
Down at the end of the trail is a campground with fire pit and lots of flat area for camping. From there a mountain peaks over the nearby hills.
Near the camp we got the second glimpse of actual water proving that there is some down there somewhere. The first glimpse was a small pool quite a ways up the trail that could have been stagnant since we could see nothing headed in or out of it. These pools had a dribble flowing out from one to the next.
We decided to head back upstream to see where this might have come from. There was another canyon that had just joined so maybe it was actually there.
Then Sarah's sharp eyes spotted this little cutie curled up in the bypass of that boulder to the right. And so the search for the headwaters was called off.
And so we go back the way we came.
One last view of the creek here. Odd how the trees closest to it seem to be dead.
Apparently this is bristle cone pine area. They were quite large compared to their legendary cousins. This small specimen was clinging to the rock, but most of them were quite nearly of ordinary pine size, especially for the area.
Heading back out, there's that little hill again. From lower down, this time.
Off to the right, an old slide shows the roots of some of the trees.
And this is the view off to the left.
Thus we made it back to the top, none the worse for the wear. The way up was a bit warm, but not too hot. Still lots of shade along the way although it was more noticeable in this direction that the shade covered only a fourth of the trail or so. It was still nicely spaced out so there was no long section without any shade.
After we went to the visitor center just around the corner in an attempt to finally get a map of the San Bernardino National Forest, however it seems funding isn't currently at a level to staff a visitor center on the weekend.
©2007 Valerie Norton
Posted 15 July 2007
Last updated 5 August 2007
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