| 2019 Rambler Hikes
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            Ramblers are Carolyn Amicone, Julie Hornback, Wes Thiessen, Don
            McClellan, Sue Wirt, Elsa Sweeney, Ardyss Webster, Pati Soto, and Dick Estel, former colleagues at the Fresno County
            Department of Social Services, former CDF firefighter Allen Ward and
            Pati's long-time friend Berdie Beier. Every month or so we get together for
            a short hike, good conversation, and lunch. | 
        
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      Travel Reports          2017
            Hikes         2018
            Hikes          2019 Part 2         
            2019 Part 3 Jensen
            Ranch Trail          
            Pohonichi Trail at Hensley         
            Sycamore Wildlife Area         
            San Joaquin Gorge        
            Ahwahnee Hills | 
        
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          | Jensen Ranch Trail The
            largest contingent of Ramblers and guests in history assembled on
            January 23 for our first hike of 2019 and enjoyed cool, sunny
            weather in the San
            Joaquin River bottom. Wes sent out his usual post-hike summary: We started the new year with the largest hike group ever:
            Ten strong! We welcomed three new members including Marlene Pascua, Gloria Bishop Jackson, and her friend
            Berdie Beier.  With so much rain and snow in the foothills, we chose to walk
            three and a half miles along the paths of Jensen Ranch adjacent to Woodward Park.  The grass of these fields has turned
             deep green giving us hope for a good wildflower season to come.  The mighty San Joaquin River looked to be a weak stream which one could almost walk across.  Marlene needed to leave the group early.  It was fun to watch her "powerhouse"
             up the bluffs taking a shortcut to her car.  We were briefly joined by a posse of Fresno City Police Officers training on horseback.  They stopped for a chat and "photo
            op..  They were a nice corps of guys and gals.  We thanked them for their service.  We finished a beautiful morning with a lunch break at
            La Kebrada where we enjoyed tasty Mexican dishes. 
 By the way, I've designated Dick Estel as the Pied Piper of hiking.  He plays a happy tune about the joys of hiking and we all fall in line behind him (ha!).  I can't wait to find what trails he will next have us explore.  Nature has no limits and neither
            do the Ramblers.
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          | A quiet
            section of the San Joaquin River | Some of
            Fresno's finest, on a training ride | 
        
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          | In
            addition to the three potential new Ramblers mentioned above, this
            hike brought together Elsa Sweeney, Ardyss Webster, Sue Wirt, Allen
            Ward, Wes Thiessen, myself (Dick Estel) and my daughter Teri Liddle,
            who had a couple of weeks off from work. We
            were treated to several wildlife sightings, including egrets, hawks
            and rabbits. Only the usually elusive raptor sat for a photo. We
            also had a great view east across the river bottom of the Sierra
            Nevada, which currently has 100% of normal snow pack, holding out
            the promise of some relief from a number of dry years. Beyond
            that, Wes pretty much said everything that needs to be said, and our
            photos each provide an additional thousand words.
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            Dick Estel, January 2019 More
            Jensen
            Ranch Photos | 
        
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          | This
            redtail hawk flew in and landed as we watched | There's
            plenty of snow on the distant Sierra | 
        
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          | FRONT: Berdie Beier, Gloria Jackson, Sue Wirt, Dick
          Estel; BACK: Ardyss Webster, Elsa Sweeney, Allen Ward, Teri Liddle | Dick takes over the camera so Wes can be in the
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            Jensen Ranch Photos | 
        
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          | Pohonichi
            Trail at Hensley Reservoir After
            our gang of 10 last month, the Ramblers count was down to four, just
            like when we first started. We were delighted to welcome Carolyn
            back, after an absence of 13 months. Two others were also
            "originals," Wes and Dick, with Allen rounding out the
            group. We
            met at the Park and Ride at Highways 145 and 41 north of Fresno, and
            took my Honda to nearby  Hensley
            Reservoir, located on the Fresno
            River, only 35 miles from my
            house. We've hiked here several times, and I've written about 
            camping and hiking trips before, so I'll spare you the repetitious
            details. There
            was a cool breeze much of the time, with a mix of sun and clouds,
            but the continuous up and down hiking keep us warm. The foothills
            are bright green with new grass, and the lake is filling up. | 
        
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          | Wes
            follows a game trail back from a search for the perfect view | The
            winter sun glistens off Hensley Reservoir | 
        
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            predominant trees in the are are the blue oaks, with their striking
            gnarly branches. A recent cold storm brought snow down to below
            2,000 feet, and we could see snowy mountains and ridges not too far
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          | The trail
            winds through blue oak woodland | Deadwood
            Mountain, west of Highway 41 and just south of Oakhurst | 
        
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          | As
            always, Wes brought new drama to our "Wes on the rock"
            photo. We made a few short excursions off the trail, looking for the
            perfect view of lake, hills and mountains, although we saw more than
            enough beauty right from the trail | 
        
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          | One giant
            step for Wes... | Could any
            human match nature's landscaping efforts? | 
        
          | Wes
            provided his usual post-hike summary via email What a day! We woke to freezing temperatures. But the Ramblers would not be denied.  Four of us met to hike the green hills of Hensley Lake in Madera County.  Our hike started near 10
            o'clock with sunshine and moderate climate.  Although it was a one-mile hike, the trail took us up and down over various hills for a very good workout.  The hill country was so lush green that "The Sound of Music" could have been preformed at this very site.  On the hilltops, we could see the
             snow capped mountains of the Sierras in the distance.  Our hike was filled with beautiful sights and great conversation.  We were so happy that Carolyn Amicone had rejoined the Ramblers with her bubbly personality.  She was a great asset on this hike. | 
        
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          | A typical
            scene along the trail | The
            Ramblers: Allen Ward, Carolyn Amicone, Dick Estel and Wes Thiessen | 
        
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          | After
            returning to the trailhead, we drove about a half mile into the
            campground and walked up a paved service road to the highest hill in
            that area, looking for more vistas. As it turned out, clouds covered
            most of the snowy foothills to the northwest, and the view from
            where we parked was more than adequate. We
            finished our outing with a visit to the Axis
            Coffee Bar and Eatery, a brand new place in Tesoro
            Viejo, a brand new residential development on the east side of
            Highway 41 about five miles north of the San Joaquin River in Madera
            County. They had a limited sandwich menu, but the service and the
            food were both excellent, and we will no doubt be returning. Although
            our numbers were small, our enjoyment was great, made even more so
            by the realization that May will mark five years of Rambler hikes.
 --Dick
            Estel, February 2019 More
            Pohonichi Trail Photos | 
        
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          | Sycamore
            Wildlife Area Trimmer
            Springs Road runs along the north side of  Pine Flat
            Reservoir, close
            to the lake most of the way. There are two large tributaries running
            into the lake on this side, Sycamore Creek and Big Creek. The road
            goes up hill and away from the lake over the divide between the two
            creeks, and along this stretch there are two campgrounds and a
            picnic area. At least there USED to be. They have been closed for
            decades, with locked gates across the entrances. However, they are
            accessible for walking, and the first one is officially designated
            the Sycamore Wildlife Area. The
            old loop roads through the camps are still there, with grass growing in
            cracks in the pavement, but it's an easy walk with  abundant
            wildflowers in season. The Ramblers first hiked there  in 2015
            and have returned several times. We
            met on the morning of March 11 at a Subway Sandwich shop in Clovis
            and got our lunch, then took off for the foothills in Wes's Toyota
            Highlander and my Honda CR-V. We were five strong- Elsa Sweeney,
            Ardyss Webster, Allen Ward, Wes Thiessen, and Dick Estel. It was the first visit to the Pine Flat area
            in many
            years for Elsa, Ardyss and Doug. With
            all the rain and cool weather, wildflowers got a late start this
            year, but we have heard good reports that they are coming out
            nicely, and we were not disappointed. We stopped twice near 
            Piedra to enjoy the bush lupines growing there before proceeding to
            the lake and our hiking area.  | 
        
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          | A bush
            lupine forest near Piedra | Allen,
            Ardyss, Elsa, Wes, and a big bush lupine | 
        
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          | At
            each of the three places we hiked we had views of the lake, as well
            as blue oaks and  various
            shrubs. Best of all, we found a good number
            of wildflowers. They were not covering the ground yet, but they show
            a lot of promise. | 
        
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          | Pine Flat
            Lake from the old picnic grounds | Fiddlenecks
            amid the blue oaks | 
        
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          | Baby blue
            eyes in the campground | Blue
            dicks along Trimmer Springs Road | 
        
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          | As
            we walked through one of the three old campgrounds, we were
            fortunate to see two bald eagles flying overhead, very close to us.
            We watched as they circled higher and higher until finally they went
            out of sight. We
            finished our hike by walking out on a ridge beyond the end of the
            road in the old picnic ground to a spot where we had the lake on
            three sides of us, and interesting rock formations to rest on. We
            covered a total of just under two miles, with very short drives
            separating the three sections of the outing. | 
        
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          | One of
            two bald eagles who treated us to a spectacular flying display | Rocks
            piled on rocks and covered with lichen | 
        
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          | Finally
            we drove another two miles or so to where the road crosses Big
            Creek. A dirt road goes up along the creek, and we drove a short distance to a spot where
            we could set up a card table and enjoy our lunch with a view of the
            creek. This
            spot is the location of one of  several interesting structures
            built in tributaries that run into Big Creek. Each of them consists
            of a small concrete dam or weir, various valves and gates, cement
            channels, and  other artifacts whose purpose is open to discussion.
            I've been told they were used to measure runoff before Pine Flat Dam
            was built in the 1950s. In any event, they are well worth a closer
            look, especially since the larger ones have concrete steps built
            into the hillside parallel to the cement channel. I
            have gone up a number of times over the years, so I stayed back to
            photograph the others as they made the steep climb up and back. Wes
            and Elsa both made their way out on to the dam, allowing us to add
            "Elsa on the weir" to the traditional shot of Wes in 
            apparently precarious locations. While
            exploring the water system, the hikers saw a salamander and
            bullfrogs. | 
        
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          | Stepping
            carefully on the worn concrete steps | Elsa on
            the weir | 
        
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          | As
            we started our drive back home, we saw that the poppies by the roadside, mostly
            invisible in the morning, had opened to the sun, providing a perfect
            backdrop for our group photo. | 
        
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          | Poppy-covered
            hills above Trimmer Springs Road | The
            Ramblers: Dick, Wes, Elsa, Allen and Ardyss | 
        
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          | The
            wildflowers were better than we had hoped, and inspired us to
            "seize the day" and schedule a second March hike to see
            more blossoms.
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            Estel, March 2017 More
            Sycamore Wildlife Area Photos | 
        
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          | San
            Joaquin Gorge Bridge Trail On
            March 26 five Ramblers drove the 35 miles from the big city to the San
            Joaquin River Gorge Recreation Area, planning to revel in the beauty of more foothill
            wildflowers. We chose the Bridge Trail, which goes down to the San
            Joaquin River, about a mile each way. Our decision to schedule a
            second March hike paid off beautifully, with large patches of
            fiddlenecks, popcorn flowers, clusters of baby blue eyes,
            spectacular bush lupines, and smaller samples of another dozen or
            more spring blossoms. | 
        
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          | Fiddlenecks
            were the dominant flower during our hike | The trail
            was lined with flowers most of the way | 
        
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          | I've
            written about this
            location more times than I can count, so for the most part I'll
            just let the photos Wes and I captured tell the story. | 
        
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          | Blue
            Dicks waving in the breeze | Blue oaks
            and more fiddlenecks | 
        
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          | Another
            scenic section of the trail | Baby blue
            eyes were out in good numbers | 
        
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          | We call
            this spot Lupine Point; it's lined with bush lupines on both sides | A close
            up view of a silver (bush) lupine | 
        
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          | The
            bridge over the San Joaquin River | The
            Ramblers: Dick, Ardyss, Sue, Allen and Wes | 
        
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          | Wes
            offered his usual post-hike comment in an email to all Ramblers:
             The Ramblers just couldn't get enough of springtime in the Valley.  So Dick scheduled a second hike this month to expose us to even more of those colorful "flowers in the wild."  And we were not disappointed.  Many of you have hiked the trail leading from the
            parking lot to the footbridge over the San Joaquin River.  It can be a boring
            one-mile trail except when it's lined with fiddlenecks, lupines, popcorn
            flowers, baby blue eyes, and so many more wildflowers.  Then that trail becomes a Royal Road.  I couldn't stop clicking my camera.  All I had to do
            was hold it up and click the shutter in any direction to capture amazing photos.  I was especially impressed with the trail and
            captured a number of images of that Royal Road.  After our hike, we stopped at Valasco's in Prather for a late lunch.  Don & June McClellan drove up to join us.  Many of us had not seen June in
            a while, so there was "a whole lot of huggin going on."  Way too much
            fun!
 --Wes and Dick, April 2019 More
            San Joaquin Gorge Photos | 
        
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          | Ahwahnee
            Hills Regional Park (Text by Dick and Wes)
 Dick:
            On April 25 the Ramblers made our third visit to Ahwahnee
            Hills Regional Park, a small preserve in the foothills near the
            village of Ahwahnee,
            about ten miles from Oakhurst on State Highway 49. We had a large
            group this time - "old timers" Wes, Ardyss, Sue, Don,
            and Dick; recent additions to our group Berdie and Pati, and three
            special guests. These were Bev Williams, who was in my high school
            class, and Andy and Susan Crandall from Mariposa County. Susan's
            grandfather and mine were friends in Oho as young boys in the early
            1900s, so our family friendship goes back well over a century. | 
        
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          | BACK:
            Berdie, Ardyss, Andy, Susan, Wes; FRONT: Don, Sue, Pati, Dick, Bev
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            winds among huge valley oaks | 
        
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          | Wes:
            Today the Ramblers traveled to the Ahwahnee Regional Park for a late
            spring hike among the giant oaks. The pathways were surrounded with
            deep green grass and a variety
            of wildflowers. If you know your oaks, we saw valley, blue and
            live oaks. This hike was less than two miles so we didn't run but
            sauntered along the paths as recommended by John Muir himself. I
            knew we were in for an adventure when I saw Berdie jump into the air
            and scream. A gopher snake of reasonable size crossed her path.
            Susan caught him with her camera as he disappeared into the grass. | 
        
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          | Popcorn
            flowers and oak trees | Gopher
            snake, making a hasty retreat | 
        
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          | Dick:
            Like many recent trips, this one does not need a lot of words - the
            pictures that Wes, Susan and I captured tell the story better than I
            can.  | 
        
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          | The old barn | Dick and
            Andy | 
        
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          | Cream
            cups | Wes
            photographs Berdie and Pati by the creek | 
        
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          | A
            lovely little creek winds through the park on the east side. Wes
            climbed down into the channel to get a shot of a little waterfall.
            The trail crosses a half dozen bridges,
            and we learned that Andy did some of the engineering work for them.
            And as usual, we visited the old
            barn that sits on the property. | 
        
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          | This
            nameless creek runs along the east side of the park | A sort of
            waterfall on the creek | 
        
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          | It
            does need to be said that this is not a single trail. There are
            loops off the main trail, and you can walk short or long routes.
            This time we pretty much followed the outer loop, getting in the
            most hiking possible. This allowed us to discover a nice pond that
            we did not know existed, and some of our sharp-eyed members spotted
            a turtle sitting on a stump in the water. | 
        
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          | Clouds
            and hills reflected in the pond | Western
            pond turtle, watching for lunch | 
        
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          | To
            finish out the day, we had lunch at the Hitching
            Post in "downtown" Ahwahnee, about a half mile from
            the preserve. I've driven past this location dozens of times, and
            always just assumed it was a little country bar. In fact it is a
            very roomy restaurant offering views of the nearby green fields and
            distant mountains, and providing excellent food and service. As an
            added bonus, Bev's boyfriend Bob joined us, allowing me to not be
            the oldest person in the group for a while.
 --Wes
            and Dick, May 2019 More
            Ahwahnee Hills Photos |