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When I got to the Chabot Staging Area at 6:15a, mine was the only vehicle in the large lot. There would be a dozen vehicles upon my return but I never saw another soul during the hike. The sun came over the low brown hills to the east soon after I started, but I would spend the first hour nicely shaded on the west side of the crest as the trail slowly makes its way up towards it, weaving in and out of a number of side canyons along the way. Cows were grazing in the main creek drainage, deer and wild turkeys found higher in the open meadows and under forest cover, respectively. I missed a trail junction at the 1.5mi mark where some cattle were lying in the road, blocking both the trail markers and the road. I turned up a spur road where I thought the trail went, eventually finding my way to the crest and open sunshine. Just before reaching it, I found a large black bull standing in the middle of the road. He had a large nut sack hanging from the back end but no horns, still, with this behemoth weighing more than a ton I wanted to give it some distance. I tried to shoo it away but made not a twitch while keeping a fixed eye on me. I don't think I ever saw it blink. So I took to talking calmly to it as I passed to the left within about 3ft - "Ok buddy, I'd have preferred you just wandered off, but have it your way. I'm going to pick up this large dirt clod here in case I have to smash it in your face as I walk by here. You probably don't want that, so just stay cool and we'll leave each other be, okay?" I dropped the clod after passing it and continued up the road. I followed north along the crest for several miles, crossing a number of locked gates, often with nothing but a deer trail along the ridgeline, wondering all the while just how the trail managed to get lost and where it went off to. About half a mile southwest of Ramage Peak I finally found myself crossing the trail once again. I wasn't headed to Ramage Peak today (I had visited that one 4yrs ago via a different route) so I crossed over the trail and headed west up the fire road that rises up and over Riley Ridge, the bonus peak on my way to Peak 980ft. Riley Ridge has less than 100ft of prominence but better views than Peak 980ft thanks to the extra 300ft of elevation. From its summit I could see the reservoir and second peak to the west, only a mile as the crow flies but more like 1.6mi on the roads I would travel.
The Ramage Peak Trail is the only route officially open to the public in this part of the EBMUD property. The rest of the area is protected as "wildlife sanctuary" and "protected watershed" but in practice it all seems to be open for cattle grazing. The roads are undoubtedly used by the ranchers to keep track of the cattle and EBMUD personnel to access the reservoir shoreline. For the most part the roads I traveled had very little vehicle traffic which left me unworried, but the 1/3mi on Kaiser Creek Rd after descending Riley Ridge showed regular travel and gave me some concern. I was happy to get off it and onto the little-used road going up and over Peak 980ft. There are two summits of nearly equal height to Peak 980ft (which I doubt is actually 980ft - I think there is an erroneous extra contour shown on the map), so I visited both. I found the southeast summit to be about 5ft higher than the northwest one and it also has better views (the NW summit is buried in oak trees). One can look over the reservoir below to the south and west.
On the return I decided to stay on Kaiser Creek Rd a little longer, despite the concerns for being detected. I went south over the saddle, bypassing Riley Ridge and hoping to find a shorter route back. I dropped off the road for a more direct cross-country line down to Miller Creek where I found the crux of the day was getting across the overgrown creek riddled with poison oak. Once on the ranch road found on the south side of the creek, I found myself in a majestic eucalyptus forest. I took another road branching off this one, hoping it might take me back up to the crest I had followed on the ascent. I very soon came across something much better - the lost Ramage Peak Trail. I followed this for the last three miles back to the trailhead, much of this traversing in and out of several side drainages as it contours high above San Leandro Creek heading southeast. I got back around 11:15a after about 5hrs of work. I had a few other summits in mind if I felt like doing more, but the 14mi seemed enough for today. I would come back for the others another time. Truth be told, I was looking forward to a shower and then spending a few hours watching the sixth stage of the Tour de France, one of the few television programs I look forward to...
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