The Boronda Trail begins next to this debris flow barrier about half a mile south of the Coast Gallery.
September 2010 Update: The debris flow barrier has been removed! Don’t let this fool you if you’re looking for the trail.
After less than a mile of climbing, we reach the top of the fog bank.
A little higher we come upon oaks festooned with prayer flags. Somehow the effect is more laundry day than Tibetan Monastery.
Leaving the damp and cold behind.
A fawn, bedded down in Owl’s Clover (Castilleja exserta), awaits its mother’s return.
Spanish Bayonet (Yucca whipplei) ready to bloom.
Chia (Salvia columbariae) growing from a crack in the rock.
The ascent continues. The Boronda Trail follows the old Separation Rd. route – so called because the dangerousness of its steep corners “separated the men from the boys.” All the extreme steepness separates today is out of shape hikers from their will to go on (Boon calculates the average grade of the Boronda Trail at 19%).
The Coast Ridge finally in sight.
California Poppies (Eschscholzia californica) line the route.
The Boronda Trail reaches the Coast Ridge at Timber Top – where a Forest Service crew has set up camp.
View from Timbertop. Silver Lupine (Lupinus albifrons), Tomcat Clover (Trifolium willdenovii), Owl’s Clover, etc. in the foreground.
Heading south along the Coast Ridge, Blue Dicks (Dichelostemma capitatum) are blooming everywhere.
Only a stump is left of the landmark oak that for so many years marked the start of the De Angulo and Logwood trails.
The start of the De Angulo Trail is badly overgrown. The Logwood Trail disappeared years ago.
The view of the South Coast from the Jeff Norman Memorial Bench.
Viewed from the Coast Ridge, not much is left of the pine forest that once heavily blanketed the top of Pine Ridge.
Cold Springs Camp is basically just a wide spot in the road – in fact, it’s barely even that.
A Forest Service truck parked at Cold Springs with wheel blocked, as per regulations, in spite of being parked on level ground. Forest Service dedication to safety also extends to forcing crews to hike to and from job sites wearing hard hats, etc.
A big showy Santa Lucia Lupine (Lupinus cervinus) growing beside the Big Sur Trail near the headwaters of Logwood Creek.
View of Cold Springs Camp, with the Coast Ridge Road above it, from Logwood Ridge.
The Forest Service crew has been hard at work clearing the Big Sur Trail from Cold Springs to Rainbow Camp – a huge job that has involved extensive tread reconstruction, as well as clearing of brush and deadfalls. While not every inch of it may be up to full “Mike Heard bench standard,” the trail is likely to remain easily passable for some time to come.
Bush Poppies (Dendromecon rigida) bloom on the floor of an incinerated forest on Logwood Ridge. The Coast Ridge is in the background.
Black Cone (left skyline) and Pimkolam (right background) as seen from Logwood Ridge.
Harlequin Lupine (Lupinus stiversii) blooming amid deep grass in the shade of the oaks mid way between Logwood Ridge and Cisco Creek. Generally considered uncommon in the Santa Lucias, Harlequin Lupine has been popping up all over the place since the fires.
Cisco Creek: A reliable source of delicious water. The redwood groves along Cisco Creek appear to have come through the fire just fine.
Star Flower (Trientalis latifolia) growing under the redwoods along Cisco Creek.
Santa Lucia Sticky Monkeyflower (Mimulus aurantiacus var. bifidus) and Blue Dicks near Cisco Creek.
Looking up the Cisco Creek watershed toward Logwood Ridge.
While we were fooling around at Cisco Creek, someone else visited the Jeff Norman bench and left us this religious tract. It informs us that even though God created us imperfect and incapable of perfection, he nevertheless demands perfection of us and will consign us to eternal torment for the imperfections he saddled us with in the first place. That’s the bad news. The good news is that as long as we say some magic words about accepting Jesus as our Lord and Savior, we can avoid our punishment and spend the rest of eternity in heaven instead – no matter how awful we were throughout our lives. In other words, since nobody’s perfect, feel free to live your life as badly as you like. Just don’t forget to say the magic words before you die. This tract, if nothing else, makes the behavior of the prominent Christians who’ve been in the news so much lately easier to understand.
Now here’s our idea of church: The Double Cone as viewed from a field of Sky Lupine (Lupinus nanus) on the Coast Ridge.
And this: Heading back down the Boronda Trail at the end of a day well spent.