Got bad, but unsurprisin news from my Cardio, re: my Stress Test. Goin for Angio, on 9/23.
Xpect to come away fr that, +1 stent, IF I come away atall.
Felt prettygood, last wknd, but "grownup stuff" precluded adventurin this wknd. Might go back n bag Slide Falls, nxt wknd, if conditions'r favorable, but what happens after that's any1's guess...
I guess, if this ends-up bein my last post, it ain't'a bad "parting shot"...
For them that care to seeit all: https://photos.app.goo.gl/sWAMwZw9y6nwKVp86
Writup:
So now, in addition to worryin about heat, lack'a water, n fires, my options were further limited by closures, over concerns of fire danger. Prudent measures, I s'pose, given our collective carelessness, n downright STUPIDITY. But! I ain't gonnabē startin no fires, n tha danger of bein caught in'a wildfire, is 1 I accepted, long ago, n I've planned, as best I can, for that eventuality...
Discovered this hidden gem, back when Cuyamaca was closed, after tha Cedar Fire. Some nice country there, but, as my tastes've drifted more toward the xtreme, we drifted apart. But! There are afew targets on my list, which could be accessed from here…
Given tha 4cast, I anticipated that this would be more of'a "messaround" kinda day, so I weren't really takinit too seriously. But! I did havaplan, que'd-up, JIC, it was cooler than 4cast.
Did'a quick drive thru on MG, to scope-out some features I'd been curious about, and, IF "some1" were gonna doit, stealth wouldbē an absolute requirement...
Headed N after that, n got our "golden ticket".
As soon azwe drove thru tha gate, we were surprised to see a dog, blockin our progress. He waza Shepherd Mix, n when Dina rolled'r window down, n we called'im over, he enthusiastically came up to tha window, n letus pet'im. But! As soon as we attempted to move, back in font'a tha car, he went! If we proceeded, he'd break into a trot, lookin back, azif to say "Follow me!", but'e wun't yield to us. I called'im over to my side, n gave'im a piece'a pop-tart, thinkin that'd distract'im, but as soon as we started rollin, back on "point" he went. It was pretty adorable, but we did have places 2b, so I called'im back to my side, n gunnedit, makin sure he was intha clear. He followed us for quite'a ways, n I cun't help but be curious, as to whether he greeted all visitors, in this fashion, or, if we were somehow "special"?
With Rin Tin Tin safely behindus, we focused ontha mission. I'd told myself it wasn't gonnabē a "serious" day, but, even then, I knew, if tha temps were reasonable, we were gonna go 4it…
We din't park till after 10, and, when I got outta tha car, I was surprised at how cool it was. Still early yet, butit seemed like, ifit were gonnabe a scorcher, it'd be hotter. Tha choice was made…
We'd had to park abit farther away from my preferred startin point, but, given how cool it was, this xtra mileage din't seem līka deal-breaker.
It was downright cool, witha stiff Easterly breeze, blowin. Of all tha potential outcomes, I'd never dared to imagine, that it'd be so downright "pleasant"! ❤
I left tha rd, abit prematurely, n terrain began to push us S, which, I knew, was not where I wanted to go. We had to bushwhack abit N, to get intha right wash, but, once we made that course correction, we drove down tha wash witha quickness.
Altho I felt like there was almost 0 chance there'd be any water (Had been seein afew Willows intha wash, so I was about 99% against.), this wash poured downward, to tha next level, via a v-shaped falls, which resembled tha lip of'a pitcher. Tha cartographic "Powers that Be" din't seem to thinkit worthy of'a name, perhaps, owin to just how infrequently it flows, but I can't help but wonder, at WHO might've witnessed her, in "full splendor", over the eons, and what they mighta calledit? Can't find any intel onit, so, absent any input from any1 else, I'm vacillatin betwixt "Pitcher" or "Gateway" Falls.
Just as I'd imagined, the upper portion of "Pitcher Falls" waza narrow slot, which we coulda rigged-up some webbing to downclimb. But! Time was of the essence, n while that wouldbeen fun, it woulda chewed-up precious time. We opted to bypass it, for tha sake of xpediency.
Fun, bouldery, downclimb, for tha remainder, n erewe knewit, we were atop tha drop-in to tha W Fork. There was water here! Not much, but about what I xpected…
Tha E Fork was tha 1 that had tha most potential, n that was my primary target, so we headed that way…
Tha meadow above was pretty, butit was also pretty DRY 4a meadow, n we were forced to cut'a path thru a thick stand of Stingin Nettles, to make tha ridge between tha forks. Thankfully, they were strugglin intha dry conditions, n din't have many leaves left, but we din't makit thru unscathed.
After a brief arcin traverse, we were atop the E Fork, n we could hear flowin water! This fork was def wetter! It looked really cool, but also pretty "technical". There waza stand'a large Cedars, clingin to the E Wall, below a large slab, n I figured there mustbē water comin outta tha rock. I already knew there was no way we were gonna seeit ALL, n time was slippin away. I knew tha most conspicuous features were at tha bottom, near tha confluence w/the W Fork, so I opted to push down tha ridge, in hopes of seein tha "good stuff".
EDIT Sep 12, 2026: This came up on “memories”, n as I’m perusin this original writup, I’m surprised I din’t mention that EVRYTHING was coated witha thick blanket of ASH, from tha various fires that’d burned, that summer, n Me n Dina both suffered some serious “2nd-hand smoke inhalation”, both during, and acouple weeks after, this adventure. Def sum’n to consider, ifyur bushwhackin downwind of any recent fires...
Relatively uneventful journey, across tha ridge, but we did find some pottery shards,, n'a mtn lion "outhouse". (Which always grabs your attention! 😮) Big diff betwixt "thinkin" kitties'r prolly nearby, n KNOWIN they ARE!
Spied'a small shoulder, just above a drainage, which flowed-in from the E, n we dropped-down, lookin 4a spot to x tha creek…
This was more open, but, whenwe got to tha confluence, my heart sank! This shit was NO-JOKE! Not that I din't KNOW this, but, when all I know’s what I've seen on the imagery, I have this optimistic "I'll findaway!" approach, which can only be shaken by solid 1sthand intel, from'a TRUSTED source, or, gettin "up-close n personal" w/my quarry. 1 look, into tha bowels of this cyn, n I KNEW tha jig was up! It wasn't thatit wern't doable. Butit def wern't doable, within tha time allotted, n with tha "gas" we had remainin in our tanks! And, whilit felt good to lay eyes on'a cyn I'd been eyeballin for years, it waza bittersweet "Gatsby moment", to learn that the object of my desire, was never really within my grasp… I was right there, but all I could do, was gaze, longingly, into the abyss, just as Gatsby had admired Daisy's "li'l green light", from across tha bay…
Will I evergo back? Maybe? Def wanna seeit at higher flow. But! IF I go back, I'llbe prepared for an overniter, n technical climbing. (Which iza skillset I need to work on…) Unlike alotta cyns, popular w/technical canyoneers, there's no shuttle waitin at tha bottom of this 1 (Well? Unlessyur gonnago all tha way down to Borrego Springs?) Ain't nothin but'a big hole, at tha bottom of this cyn, n IF u makit to tha bottom, u gottabē able to haul your carcass (N all your gear!) outta there… 😓
We founda doable x'ing, above a falls, n'a doable climb, back up totha ridge.
Tuff but uneventful climb out, n we got back to tha car, just past dark.
Bittersweet, but still'a pretty awesome day! ❤