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Limpy Creek

Today I took the dogs to Limpy Creek.

They all had a lot of fun!

Limpy Creek

A short while ago in June, Conker and I finally went back to Limpy Creek. The past two times had not been fun. The first visit I had poison oak rashes on my legs and it was really hot. The second time a bunch of fatass hicks were camping in the parking lot, which, I'll remind you, it's ILLEGAL to camp in day-use only areas. Fucking assholes.

Anywho, when Conker and I went back to Limpy Creek in June, there was nobody there. That was nice.

The trail at Limpy Creek is very lush. Probably because the creek borders it almost the entire way.

It's about a mile long, so it doesn't take very much time to do.

Shortly after the parking lot is the first section where the water is assessable down a seeply-banked hill..

Conker could not find the path to get onto the log I was standing on, and was very pissed about that.  He kept running and splashing and barking angrily at me as I laughed at him for missing the very obvious log path. (Which he watched me walk onto.)

 He figured it out eventually.

He loves to climb on things like rocks.

 And explore large tree roots.

And climb onto those tree roots.

After the first ditch, the trail winds through the dense forest. There are several other parts where the creek is visible and assessable. Sometimes it's quite flat, othertimes it's very steep. Conker is down there somewhere.

Random creek shot.

Conker really liked exploring the forest around Limpy Creek.

Jumping onto and over logs.

Towards the latter half of the hike, the trail goes through a dry section. The lushness disappears and gives way to a crusty type of forest that is very similar to those in Northern Arizona. As cool as the lush forests are, I much prefer the dry AZ type.

The section here is "fragile" since the water table is right below the surface, and is actually a marsh. You'll sink if you step off those boards.

GP is out there somewhere.

Finish with an obligatory pick-nick table picture.

Limpy Creek is nice, but not exactly worth the 25 mile round-trip drive. If it was longer than 1 mile, say, closer to 3 at the shortest, then I'd probably be more inclined to drive out there. But unfortunately it's not, so I won't be visiting it very often.

Picture from today's hike

The cellular phone focused on everything but Conker

We went someplace today, a place that I've been avodiing due to past annoyances with it. It was fun, since there were no hillbillies illegally camping in the entire parking lot, nor were there any other people.

More pictures to come when I figure out how to get them off my phone's memory card without sending them one at a time to my e-mail.

Argh

So yesterday I decided to give that Limpy Creek trail another try since last time I went I didn't have any fun at all due to the poison oak infestation on my legs.
So I get my day-hike gear and Conker into the Jeep and head out.  The drive takes a lot longer than I thought and I missed the turn but we finally got there.  Only to find there was no parking. 

I wouldn't have been as miffed about the parking thing if it were other people who were hiking the trail but no, it wasn't that at all.  Some fatass rednecks had parked their giant-ass RV there which took up at least four spots, then an additional four with their two fucking huge and completely illogical trucks.  And the only other place to park was also taken up by their buddy's gangsterd out suburban. 

Normally I would have waited around to see if anyone was going to come and leave, if the spots were all taken by normal cars, but this time I just turned around (and almost hit one of their trucks) and left.  I was so fricking mad that I'd just wasted an hour and more than two gallons of gas on nothing.   There was nowhere else to park at all, not even on the road since it was one lane and barely wide enough for my little Jeep.

Okay so why so angry about this?  You aren't allowed to camp there.  PEROID.  There are several signs that state no overnight camping allowed, and those assholes were obviously there to stay for a while since they had a ton of shit lying around the parking lot (also taking up parking space) and were downing six packs like it was going out of style.
I've decided that I'm not going to go back to that stupid Limpy creek place for at least two more weeks.  I'm not up for another disappointment and waste of time and gas like this when I could be doing something better.

Trail Fail

So we went to Limpy Creek Waterfall today. We as in Mom, Little-brother + friend, Little-sister + friend, Older-sister + boyfriend and all three dogs.  First off, Mom and Little-sister's friend let Sasha and Juneau pull like fucking mad on the leash.  Juneau was pulling so hard she was gagging, hacking, barely breathing etc. and Mom didn't think there was an issue.
I tried to explain to her why you shouldn't let her do this but today Mom decided to not to listen.
Plus, if you let Juneau pull even the slightest bit I HAVE TO RETRAIN HER ALL OVER AGAIN!  If you can't tell I'm very irate over this.

Anyways, Conker and I hung out at the back of the moron pack and stayed at a small waterfall for bit to let the stupid get ahead of us.  I didn't realize that there are like, a fucking million side-trails that all go back to the beginning instead of the waterfall so Conker and I ended back up at the parking lot since I had no idea what trail was the correct one to take.  Whatever, I wasn't enjoying the hike anyways (poison oak rash on legs = not fun) and I don't even know why I went in the first place. 

So, I plan on going back some other time when no stupid is accompanying me.  Maybe just me and Conker, after the damn PO rash is gone.  I wanted to see that waterfall and explore the area a bit.

Here's to having a bad day.