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It had gotten a little too warm in Sedona, so we decided to head north to the
Flagstaff area and then to the Grand Canyon. I got up early to do a summit
that Eric had little interest in, then we headed north to meet up with Tom who
had spent the night in Flagstaff.
Battlement Mesa
This isn't so much a mesa as a thin class 3 ridgeline. It's a fairly short hike
from the Broken Arrow TH at the end of Morgain Rd, south of town. I came to
discover there is a whole network of trails in this part of the National Forest
that we knew nothing about - lots to do here. Many of the trails have been
constructed to accomodate mountain bikes, making for some very challenging
single-tracks. I was up early, well before dawn to get .
I hiked for about 15min before leaving it to follow a
social trail up that leads to a saddle on the
northeast side of the summit. Easier cross-country travel up then leads up the
NE Slopes to the base of the final stretch. Some gets one
across the thin ridge separating the lower east summit from the higher
western point. Good views of East and West Twin Buttes to the
and , both of which would be much better objectives. I
wouldn't have time for them today, but
I would talk Eric into doing them when we returned to Sedona the following
week. After retracing my steps off the class 3 portion, I went around the
southeast side of the airy ridge to descend the SW Ridge down to
which I then back to
.
East Pocket Knob
East Pocket Knob is the highpoint of the Red Rock-Secret Mountain Wilderness
in the Coconino National Forest north of Sedona. There is a Forest Service
lookout tower adjacent to the highpoint which can be reached via a long drive
on Forest roads from the north. We chose the more convenient starting point
from the east at the pavement, though it would be a bit of a climb out of
Oak Creek Canyon on the AB Young Trail. The three of us convened at the
Bootlegger Picnic Area along Oak Creek, about 1/3 of the way between Sedona and
Flagstaff. Starting off at 8a, we found the crux was the confusion on how to
on the other side of the creek. We went
on a downed log, then picked up a trail heading north
along the west bank of the creek. It took us about 10min to realize this was
not the AB Young Trail, as it showed no desire to climb out of the
canyon. Back we went along the trail to the south, eventually discovering
that we were looking for. We would spend the next hour and
a half making our way as it switchbacks the steep western
escarpment of the canyon. Views for much of this are quite nice, looking up and
down the canyon's length. Above, we hiked along
to reach and the
Wilderness HP. Knowing that the tower had to actually be
outside
Wilderness, we the eastern side of the lookout for signs
of a register, but found none. Though in good shape, the lookout was
to visitors and no longer appears to be manned - perhaps it was
just too late in the season. We could climb up the stairs, but there was no
access to the cabin or the deck around its outside. We found one of the
, but no sign of the benchmark itself. We
the same way, to the picnic area
by 11:30a, 3.5hrs after starting out.
Woody Mountain
It was not yet noon when we returned from the previous hike and had run out of
planned hikes. With the whole afternoon remaining, we started looking around
for something on the way north to the Grand Canyon, eventually hitting upon
Woody Mountain, found in Purcell's
Rambles & Scrambles. It lies in
a patchwork of NF, state and private lands, southwest of Flagstaff.
An inholding on the north side of the summit blocks access from Forest
Road 231C that the topo maps shows winding its way to the summit. No more.
We found our way along a series of dirt roads that meander through the area,
eventually reaching our from the northwest, adjacent
to Rogers Lake (completely dry at this time).
Much thanks to
Matthias Stender for his GPX track on PB that shows this alternate, legal
route. We spent a little under an hour hiking to
and that resides there. As
before, the tower was closed, and this time we didn't feel like climbing the
stairs for a better look. We short-cutted the spiraling road on the way back
with a bit of . We lost Eric on this short stretch, waited
around at a corral by for some time,
eventually figuring out he must have gone further north and bypassed our
waiting area altogether. We had about an hour of daylight remaining when we
returned to the Jeep, deciding that dinner in Flagstaff sounded better than
looking for another summit to visit...
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