| Unlike
            last year,
            the 9th annual Stargazer Rock campout took place at the proper
            location, which is also known as Bald Mountain Base Camp. This name
            comes from the fact that the area is used by 4-wheel drive clubs
            when they have runs and rallies and other activities, usually
            involving travel on the nearby Bald
            Mountain Trail. In order to
            avoid a repeat of last year's fiasco, when we had to move after
            getting set up, I contacted several local clubs to find out if they
            were planning any activity for the period of August 6 through 10.
            Those who replied all had activities planned, but for other dates,
            so I was hopeful my advance planning would pay off. I set off
            around 10 a.m. on Thursday, August 6, with my daughter's nephew, Jim
            Neely, riding shotgun. I had some concerns about taking the new
            motor home over the rough, pot-hole riddled Rock Creek and Tamarack
            Ridge roads. The vehicle has very low clearance in the
            back, and there are a couple of dips that worried me. As often
            happens, everything went fine, and the energy spent fretting over
            something I could not control could have been better directed
            elsewhere. We arrived
            at the camping area by noon, to find it completely unoccupied. We
            also found breezy, mostly cloudy, very cold weather - such that I
            immediately had to change from T-shirt and shorts to jeans and a
            flannel shirt. The cool conditions persisted through Friday, and
            throughout the first two days it was always a little too cool for
            real comfort when sitting around camp. I got the
            motor home into my favorite spot, under some trees next to a path that leads
            through trees out to one of the two big open circles that
            surround large, well established fire rings. There was just room to
            open the awning, and put out the slide, which are on opposite sides
            of the vehicle. Meanwhile Jim got his tent set up, and marked off a
            few spots for the other tents that would be set up by friends and
            family who would be arriving on the weekend. Our
            activities for Thursday and Friday consisted mostly of reading,
            loafing, and walking around. I took a pretty good hike to a nearby
            dome, which we have named Neely Dome in honor of my younger daughter
            and her husband. This walk involved going down into several
            drainages, and up over several ridges. This area is the location of
            two of my favorite imaginary animals, the Chupacabra
            Tree, which is in reality a weather-beaten
            lodge pole pine, and Big Rock Eats Little Rock, a photo
            of which explains it better than any number of words. Most of the
            walking is across large, relatively flat sheets of granite, where
            you will sometimes see intrusions of a different rock type. This
            usually appears as a different
            color streak of rock, and sometimes you can follow
            it for many feet. Most of them are one to three inches wide, but
            in some cases, a much wider intrusion occurs. Other times an
            intrusion will consist of a ridge
            of harder material that does not wear down as fast as the
            surrounding rock. I also rode
            my bike almost back to the Rock Creek Road, just a little under a
            mile. This does not sound like much of an accomplishment, but there
            was a fair amount of uphill travel both ways, which involved getting
            off and pushing. Although Jim
            brought his telescope, we never set it up and didn't do a lot of
            stargazing. The clouds mostly disappeared at night, but the cold
            drove us into the motor home, where DVDs claimed our attention. We
            did walk out a ways on Friday night, and a bunch of us went to the
            actual spot I call Stargazer Rock on Saturday. It was quite clear
            both nights, and the moon and Jupiter were on display, but we didn't
            see any meteors (the annual Perseids
            meteor shower was not due until August 12). My daughter Teri and
            grandson Mikie had planned to arrive Thursday evening, but a bug
            bite on his arm turned into a staph infection, and they had to deal
            with that, so didn't arrive till Saturday morning. Also making an
            appearance that day were my grandson Johnny and his wife Brittany,
            and my friend Janell Sidney, her daughters,  Kelly, Nichole, and
            Jessica, and Kelly's son Mark. It was the first Stargazer camping
            experience for the three girls. We also were joined by a
            four-footed brigade consisting of Janell's dog Tinker Belle, and
            Johnny & Brittany's tiny little dog Faith and big German Shepard
            Crosby. Teri and Mikie, as well
            as Johnny and Brittany, were unable to spend the night, so we mostly
            just visited, ate, and quietly celebrated my 70th birthday. They
            left around 3:30. My daughter Jennifer
            arrived after dark, around 8:30 or so. Also joining us for a while
            around the campfire was Jim Long, who Jennifer had worked with in
            the California Division of Forestry. He was camping a little lower
            down on the Dinkey Creek Road, and stayed till around 10. On Sunday morning all of
            us except Kelly and Nichole walked down the four-wheel drive road
            that leads south from the camp and goes down to Rock Creek. Although
            the creek was a small trickle, Mark and Tinker Belle found a pool
            deep enough for a little swimming (it was up to Mark's neck). When we returned to camp,
            Kelly and Nichole had taken their tent down, and they started
            packing up. Jennifer had already loaded most of her gear, and left
            around 3, while Janell and her gang took off not long after that,
            leaving Jim and me to finish out the camping trip by ourselves. We saw three deer while
            driving into the camp, and Teri and Mikie saw a couple. We also saw
            a dozen or more chipmunks which seemed to be chasing each other in
            pairs all around the area, and we both heard and saw the pair of
            ravens that have occupied the area as long as I've been going
            there.  During the weekend a few
            vehicles drove in and turned around, and some went down the four-wheel
            drive road, but no one else camped there, probably the first time we
            have not had at least one other party sharing the area. I have referred to
            Stargazer Rock as "a big flat area," but in the mountains,
            there are really no flat spots unless they are man-made. At Stargazer Rock (AKA
            Bald Mountain Base Camp), there is a fairly open, steep slope on the
            north side of the road, with scattered Jeffrey
            pines. (The road to the camp is generally known as the Tamarack
            Ridge Road, and runs from the Rock Creek Road to Highway 168, a few
            miles above Shaver Lake.) The slope starts to level off somewhat on
            the south side of the road, sloping down gently to the  area where we
            camp. This section is lightly forested with Jeffrey and lodge pole
            pine. South of the main campsites there is a heavily forested area,
            consisting mostly of red and white fir, with a few scattered sugar
            pines. I divide the area into
            three sections, with the main campsites being first (on the east).
            There are two big
            open circles where fire rings have been built, and we usually
            set up on the edges of one or the other of these. East of this is a
            "transitional area," where a rough road passes the camp
            and connects to an unofficial four-wheel drive road. And farthest
            east is Stargazer Rock itself, which is a big, flat section of
            granite, covering several hundred square feet, with a few dirt
            sections in between parts of it. The entire area, and in
            fact, much of the country around it consists of exfoliating
            granite slabs (I wrote about this process here
            in 2006). The pieces of granite may range from a
            few inches across to many feet, and the small ones are excellent
            for building fire rings. In fact, there is one
            fireplace near the creek where the builders laid down a floor of
            granite slabs, then built the fire ring on top of that, and built
            another second level "hearth" below the first. Thanks to the action of
            freezing and expansion, as well as other forces, some of the larger
            slabs have broken into sections, but you can still see where they
            fit together like the pieces
            of a jigsaw puzzle. I saw one
            broken section that was relatively recent, as evidenced by the
            fact that the rock faces were still very rough, while most pieces
            that obviously "fit together" are more weathered. Although there are many
            similar rock features throughout the Sierra, I don't know of any
            place where broken exfoliated granite covers such a widespread area,
            and I always enjoy just
            wandering around the countryside there. So, the Stargazer Rock
            campout continues to evolve...even though Teri recently got a
            four-wheel drive truck, we didn't do any four-wheeling. Not everyone
            who was invited was able to come, and those who did arrived in
            shifts. But at least we were able to do the entire campout at the
            right place. --Dick Estel, August 2009 |