Place: Salmon River (south fork), Klamath National Forest, The Trinity Alps, California
Coordinates: 41.0671, -122.9333
Length: 4 miles in and out.
The rain took a rain check on Sunday. We woke up after a very restful night to a lovely sunny day. Our plan was to go up to the Trinity Alps again and find a nice trail along Coffee Creek Road.
The drive on Coffee Creek Road, most of which is unpaved, is very slow, interesting and beautiful. My internal debate whether to stop the car at every pretty sight came to a conclusion when we spotted this graceful doe by the road.
As well as pretty flowers.
|Heartleaf Milkweed (Asclepias cordifolia)|
|Penstemon newberryi (Mountain Pride)|
We kept on driving, all the way to the end of the road. To the north of us we saw this snowy mountain. Being a former resident of the State of Wisconsin, I had to smile when Papa Quail read it's name on the map.
The trailhead opens into a beautiful, lash meadow:
Crossing the meadow was a bit challenging because, as we quickly found out, the entire plain is flooded with snow-melt water. We had to walk slowly and carefully not to sink in the mud, and make use of any rock or piece of wood that was elevated from the water.
A short distance after the meadow the trail forks with no sign. Our map suggested that the lower trail enters a private area, but the upper trail seemed to be going opposite to where we wanted to go so we opted for the lower trail.
|A glimpse of Salmon River from the upper portion of the trail.|
|Descending the Salmon River (south fork) trail|
|Bracken ( Pteridium aquilinum)|
Some of these flowers are very minute. I got down on my knees for a proper close-up, though.
|Mt. Eddy Lupine (Lupinus croceus)|
|Narrow-leaf Blue-eyed Mary (Collinsia linearis)|
|Woodland Star (Trientalis latifolia)|
|Staining collomia (Collomia tinctoria)|
|Salmon River (south fork)|
|Spring water trickling down to join Salmon River|
But we made it down alive and intact. Exhausted from this adventure we hurried back to the point where the trail came closest to the river and scrambled down the rocks to sit by the water.
|Salmon River whitewater|
Let's just say that we didn't leave the place until each chika had at least two shining stones in her hand that soon made their way into my pocket.
Climbing up was, as anticipated, pretty strenuous. But we did it quite fast with only one rest stop along the way. Surprisingly, the chikas didn't complain much. Maybe they thought about their 'gold'. More likely they were too tired to speak.
Back in the meadow I took a close look at the pretty grasses that filled it.
|Nebraska Sedgde (Carex nebrascensis)|
One of them had a busy bee in its flower:
|Dalmatian Toadflax (Linaria dalmatica) entertaining a visitor|
Many thanks to members of the California Native Plant Society for their help in identifying plants!