Continued...
We had about half a day in the Yucca Valley area before we had to head home at
the close of a 4-day roadtrip. Our primary objective was Peak 4,100ft in the
Little San Bernardino Mtns. I had been up Little Morongo Canyon the previous
month and found some fun peakbagging in this range, south of SR62 and Yucca
Valley. The weather was expected to turn drizzly with snow flurries as the day
went on, so we did the hardest one first and found the easier ones to do with
the remaining time before we had to head home.
Peak 4,100ft
We used Tom's Jeep today, driving it through the backwaters of Yucca
Valley and down into the canyon on BLM lands, west of Joshua Tree NP. The upper
part of the canyon is littered with decades of abandoned/ditched vehicles,
perhaps two dozen, all told. They are riddled with bullet holes and most of
them were stripped of useable parts. We guessed it had much to do with young
men fueled on alcohol. We off the side of the road in
the canyon and the NW Ridge from there. Though
right out of the chute, the sandy footing was pretty good
and it had none of the bouldery-ness of the previous two days. Once on
, it was a very enjoyable hike, taking just under an hour
to . We briefly
discussed making a much bigger outing by heading to
Peak 4,359ft, about a mile and a half to the south. We decided against this
with the uncertainty in the weather - we could already see precipitation well
to the west and northwest. After leaving , we made a loop of
it by the East Ridge and going over the minor
, to encircle to the north of Peak
4,100ft. We thought this a lovely outing, taking
two hours to cover just under 3mi with 1,400ft of gain.
Peak 4,449ft
This summit is on the approach to the first summit. I had visited it a month
earlier, but thought Tom might enjoy doing this near drive-up. On the way back
from Peak 4,100ft, we explored the spur roads to the northwest and found our
way to Peak 4,449ft. I had stopped that first time at the base of
, but
after walking the steepest part of the road, determined that it was easier than
it first looked. Tom had no trouble navigating his Jeep to the small clearing
. We hiked the short distance to , took a
few , and returned to the Jeep.
Burnt Mountain
Back in the town of Yucca Valley, we had about an hour before Tom needed to
head home. This short hike fit the bill nicely, and it has some interesting
history as well. The standalone summit is situated in the middle of Yucca
Valley. The paved road going to the summit from the east is heavily gated.
Google Maps shows the summit to be occupied by a Sprint cell tower. The
satellite view shows what looks to be a large home with a massive wooden deck.
We approached from the northwest at of Victor Vista Ave. An old
road, no longer used, goes up from here, signed for No Trespassing. We used an
even older road heading due south, unsigned, to start up the hill before making
our way to . We could see wooden fences above and
eventually noticed another home on the hillside below to the east of where we
started. Our route took us past a water tank that we believe belongs to this
second house, apparently occupied. We to the top, moving
cautiously should we see signs of occupation at the top. Upon
, we found it abandoned and in disrepair. We walked
around the house to gain the highpoint, , but not venturing
inside. It appears to have been an impressive estate at one time. Efforts were
made to board up the house, but then abandoned without finishing. The insides
have been mostly stripped of anything valuable, but there is nice stonework
and , telling of better days.
Later, we found that the home had been built by composer Jimmy Van Heusen, a
good friend of Frank Sinatra, back in the 1950s and 60s. He had introduced
Sinatra to the Palm Springs area back in the day, and wrote more than 75 songs
that Frank recorded. Though now abandoned, the poolhouse down the road a short
distance on the northeast side has reportedly been restored and available as
on AirBnB for rent. We were before 11:45a, having spent just
under an hour on the outing. After returning to my Jeep, we bade goodbye and
parted ways, myself with a long 7.5hr drive home. Little did I know at the time
that I'd be back the following week...