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Near the entrance to the county park is a
ghost bike and two memorial plaques,
reminders of an ugly incident that took place back in 2008. A group of
cyclists riding single file down this twisty road were struck by a drunken
motorist who crossed the double yellow line to strike the riders head-on,
killing one instantly, a second who died a few hours later and a third that
sustained serious injuries. In normal circumstances this would be a terrible
tragedy, but what makes this ugly is what happened next. The driver was an
on-duty county sheriff who was whisked from the scene by his fellow officers
before the investigating team arrived at the scene. Over the next few months
it was revealed that the fellow officers initially attempted to cover up for
their intoxicated brethren, eventually leading to trouble all over the
department - a sad episode, indeed.
How I had missed this named summit in my home county was a small mystery to me,
but it was easy enough to remedy the situation in a few hours before I had to
be in Los Altos for my daughter's volleyball game. Parking is available inside
the park for a $6 fee, or outside for free in a few places
that skirt the numerous No Parking signs. I wandered into
the park with
only a rough idea where I was going. Knowing I needed to be on the east side, I
crossed over
Stevens Creek and found the fireroad/trail on the other
side. I also soon found
a TH kiosk complete with trail maps. After looking it over I slipped one into
my pocket and headed south in search of the Coyote Ridge Trail. I found it soon
enough, just before reaching the dam.
The trail
appears to be a powerline road
that has been dual-purposed for recreational users, including cyclists and
equestrians. The trail climbs the modest ridge used by PG&E to anchor a series
of transmission towers. The road is quite dusty at this time of year, it can
be quite warm in the afternoon and the flies are moderately annoying, but
otherwise it makes for a decent hike through chaparral and oak woodland. With
the constant sounds of urban traffic and a nearby gun range it is not a quiet
wilderness experience. Near the top of the ridge there is the additional
distraction of two new water tanks
under construction
adjacent to the trail.
A sign
indicating Maisies Peak has been erected just below the summit which
offers good views overlooking the South Bay. Haze marred the views some today,
but it was still nice - Mt. Hamilton could be seen to
the east,
Mt. Umunhum to
the southeast, Black Mtn to
the southwest. A
huge
gravel pit operation can be seen to the west on the north
side of Black Mtn. The large number of trucks
driving to and from this excavation site with the noise and large amounts of
dust they bring have been a source of contention with the suburban neighbors
and recreational visitors to Stevens Creek for many years. Progress and
development come at a cost which is often inconvenient.
Leaving the summit I got somewhat confused with the small maze of trail options
on the west side. I eventually found my way to the single track
Lookout Trail
that would take me back down in a loop following along the east side of the
reservoir. A sign at the bottom of the trail indicates it was constructed by
a small army of 400 volunteers and sponsored by REI. It's a nice trail,
much better than the wide, dusty powerline/firebreak road that is the Coyote
Ridge Trail. Along the way one is treated to some
fall colors (thanks
to the abundance of poison oak), a field of
thistles that I thought
would make for a bushwhacking nightmare, and some rather nice
oak woodlands. Before descending to the reservoir, the trail passes by
an adjacent
archery range (the only public range in the county - much
quieter than the shooting range, btw) and
a few picnic areas before starting the long, winding traverse around the waters'
edge. The upper 2/3 of the reservoir were
completely dry,
a result of the late season and serious drought conditions. There was
some water left in the deepest
part of the reservoir before the dam but it looked to be more like a large pond
than a lake. A lone fisherman was trying his luck in the waters at the base of
the dam
while a park ranger was probing the waters to one side for reasons
unclear. I crossed over the dam and shortly made my way back to
where I'd left
my car two hours earlier - not a bad way to spend a Friday afternoon. Time to
go watch some volleyball...
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