Roadtrip to the Rockies: Gill Trail

Trail: Gill Trail but the parking area says Cheesman Canyon Trailhead
Distance: 7 miles roundtrip
Elevation:6,548-6,610′

I finally got the opportunity to hike with my friends which hasn’t happened since last fall! I planned on meeting Tanya and Sharon at Gill Trailhead just about 22 miles down highway 126 from Pine Junction. They were coming from Denver while I was coming from Bailey. When I saw the trailhead sign “Cheesman Canyon Trailhead”, I figured we wouldn’t be meeting on time at 9:15am. Without cell service, there was no way to contact them. In addtion, after studying the map at the trailhead, I learned there was another trail parking area up by the lake. I hoped they looked at the directions I sent them, but was afraid google maps might have directed them through Deckers which really would complicate matters.

I waited in the parking lot as fishermen suited up and prepared to hook some trout. Thirty minutes went by as I watched a car pass hear or there. Some with two ladies. Last I knew, Tanya was picking up Sharon, so I thought I was looking for a white Jeep, but I wasn’t positive. Usually, when I hike alone, I tell someone where I was going, and without cell coverage I couldn’t.

I thought about it for a while and decided with all the fishermen around I could find help if I needed and headed out at 10am after leaving a note for Tanya in my car. I still had Sheena, the German Shepherd, in my care, and we started off at a slow walk. I let her sniff the sides of the trail as I took pictures of the Platte River flowing through the canyon below. Occasionally, I inspected the few wild flowers that dotted the sides of the granite path.

Despite evergreens peppering the rolling walls of the canyon, there was virtually no shade and somewhat warm. As such, we took a few side trails down to the river so Sheena could cool off as we watched fishermen sling their line back and forth. According to the description of the hike, it was always best to stay high and to the right in order to stay on Gill Trail. This led me on an errant switchback once, but I could see the trail following the river in a southeasterly direction, so I retraced my steps.

After a few miles, Tanya and Sharon caught up. Google maps had sent them to the upper parking lot. Fortunately Tanya knew my car wasn’t in the lot and they drove around some more. Eventually they got directions from a store attendant in Deckers. Amazing the store attendant knew of Gill Trail, yet the two park Rangers in the “Cheesman Canyon Trailhead” parking lot had not heard of Gill Trail until they looked at the posted map!

So Sharon, Tanya and I hiked the last mile or so together until we reached a very steep and slick portion of the trail covered in scree and boulders. It required some scrambling if we weren’t careful, we could have easily slid all the way down to the river! With an injured ankle, Sharon passed. With camera and dog in tow, I passed too. Because of that, Tanya stuck with us. It is one of the first times I’ve turned around on a trail in the summer. The elevation range of 60 feet from low to high is misleading. We climbed up and down quite a bit on the easy part of the trail which was slick at times and never made it to the more difficult switchbacks.

Regardless, we enjoyed the hike and our nice lunch on an outcropping. We packed up as the black clouds rolled in and light sprinkles fell. On the way back, we saw a cool duck resting on a rock mid-river. We also ran across two rattlesnakes which surprised us. I didn’t think rattlesnakes made it above 8,000 feet. At least as kids, we were always told there weren’t any poisonous snakes at our family cabin near Bailey. So the jury is out…thoughts on pic below are welcome. Overall it was a lovely hike, and I’m so happy the summer is here for exploring. ETB

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The Rockies: A Weekend at Estabrook

A weekend at Estabrook is always a treat. I feel so lucky that I get to enjoy such a great place with my friends and family. This year included some new faces with the old. Kristin joined me again, though her husband Justin couldn’t make it because he is in flight school. A new friend Suman, who is a travel addict like me, joined with her friend Debbie. And two of the boys, Harlow and Brian, from the Thursday night crew got to join in the fun.

After a continental style breakfast, we ventured toward the Bear’s Cave. I feel like I’ve hiked this trail almost every day I’ve been to Estabrook, and it never gets old. The Bear’s Cave is the most peaceful place in the world to me.

We started down the road, past the barn, made a quick stop in the black smith shop, and then continued to the Pines where we crossed the bridge and followed the overgrown trail to one of our old campsites. Here we took a detour up an old logging road through a field of wildflowers with my favorite being the mariposa lily to Eagle Rock. Eagle Rock offers a magnificent view of green roofed houses situated 300 feet below in the lush valley.

After a shorter breather, we backtracked to the trail, and followed one another in single file with Marley, Harlow’s golden retriever, brushing against our side while trading the lead. We passed by another old campsite before we reached one of the few remaining 30 year old bridges. The rest have been washed out and rebuilt over time. I suggested we cross the bridge, with a few rotted planks, one at a time, though I failed to warn to walk in the middle of the bridge over the log supporting it.

Four of us made it across before Suman stepped to left of one of the planks which popped up. In slow motion, we watch Suman splash into the cold water of Craig Creek. The boys were quick to react and help her out. Thankfully, she didn’t sport more than a bruise, a few scratches and some wet clothes. The only casualty was a lost water bottle. Even her phone still worked! We were only about 2 miles into the hike and had about 4 more miles to go…Suman was a trooper to squish squash along in her wet shoes the rest of the way.

We enjoyed another short rest at the Bear’s Cave as we admired the rock formations overhanging the trail as well as the mossy vegetation. We continued the less dangerous bridge crossings all the way up to the hanging bridge which led us through a large crevice. Eventually we reached Johnson’s Gulch, crossed the creek, and followed the logging road back to the house.

Fortunately, the afternoon was slightly overcast, as the road can be rather hot and sunny. I misinformed the group when I claimed there wasn’t much climbing. I remembered it as being undulating, but at times the road’s loose scree and grade made it seem like the 500 feet of elevation gain was a touch more. After reaching the summit of the mountain behind the house, we turned down another logging road to finish our loop hike just in time for lunch on the front porch while we watched the hummingbirds fight for sugar water.

The afternoon called for a few of us to stroll along the Platte and look for railroad spikes. We actually found a whole, perfectly straight one…a rare occasion. The afternoon called for the half to take a nap! It was that kind of day though…just about the time for rain.

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A weekend at Estabrook wouldn’t be complete without taco night. My mom’s tacos are the best, and of course they must be served with the Bartarita…Bart’s famous margarita…oh soooo good! We capped off the night with S’mores and Oh Hell…a fun card game, a high school friend taught me. Brian won by a slim margin.

Bartarita night is usually followed by a leisurely bacon and egg morning. This Sunday was no exception. Suman and Debbie did the honors of cooking. Afterward, the girls wanted to learn to fly fish. Given Bart taught me at a tender age, mostly by feel, trying to show people how to fish is not my strong suit. Lucky for me, they didn’t care if they caught anything, they just wanted to try it out. It was more like an exercise in entertainment than anything, though I will say, there was hope with a little more time and a few more tries. I needed Chas, my expert fishing guide friend, to be there, but he and Ellen were arriving at 4 and my weekend guests dispersed back to Denver around noon.

Chas and Ellen arrived in the next afternoon thunderstorm, the consistent theme of the summer. After happy hour which included Triscuits and cheese and the beer Chas brewed, we settled in for a tournament of Settlers of Catan. The girls took all three games, so I suspect Chas will want a rematch soon. Our chicken and pasta dinner was quick and better than expected. We were all set for Tanya to arrive tomorrow for some more hiking adventures. ETB

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