The beginning
Marcus and I planned a super hike... Little did we know what we were getting ourselves into. We started out on the trail and we ran into troubles with our first few caches. We kept on and started to get luckier and better with our fickle GPS. We traveled down the spectacular Big Sycamore Can trail. The trail is busy on the weekends, many hasty mountain bikers were on the road so digging around in the bushes for small hidden treasures was difficult to be discreet about. (Perhaps they just thought I was peeing!) As we continued up the trail the amount of people dwindled.The Serrano Trail
Marcus and I went off the main trail to find a Cache. The Serrano Canyon trail was stunning! The trail is narrow which criss crosses across a bubbling brook. There are trees that form a corridor that shade you from the sun. We found one cache and looked for a second. It was not too much of a misfortune because the rocks where this 2nd cache was hidden were fascinating conglomerate rocks. My class is studying these rocks as well as the shell fossil prints found on another rock nearby. I snapped many photos to share with my class this week! We hiked back to the main trail ready to call it quits for the day. We just wanted to find one more...(we must be addicted)
Addiction!
We headed up the trail and a windfall of caches came our way. We found some hanging from the trees and discovered our first travel bug (a special coded coin which traces it's travels.) It wasn't long until we were 1/2 way out and we could either hike back the way we came or try to find more caches. Being the over achievers that we are Marcus and I trudged along the trail from cache to cache. We began to get worried as the sun began hiding beyond the hills and the shadows became cooler. Our pace picked up and our searches became quick. Luck was on our side and we still found several. Our short cut turned out being a brutal up hill climb but led us straight to a cache. We continued on our way and we found our last trail... the Ray Miller Trail. We hoped it would lead us back to our car (with caches along the way of course). Perhaps google maps was not the best choice for our trail blazing but a map from the rangers shop would have saved us some time because we found the end of the trail and no caches, much to our chagrin. What was more disappointing was the trail would not take us back to the car. We began to back track to the last trail we were on. Marcus and I began to jog the rest of the way we were cold and racing the sunset (ala Will Smith in I am legend). The trail was serene as the sunlight began to fade. We made it to a small fire trail that switched backed down to the Sycamore trail. We made it back to PCH where our car was lonely in the once crowded parking lot. It was so nice to finally sit down after our titillating adventure! We were tuckered out and ready for dinner and bed. We found 13 caches and our GPS told us we hiked almost 17 miles; however google pedometer says 13 miles... Based on our hike today I am not sure who to trust.