Project Sespe Creek Connect: Stage II, Middle Sespe

Dry Lakes Ridge in morning light.

Stillman and I worked down the second helping of our Sespe Creek project on Monday. It was a quick half-day, in-and-out through middle Sespe from Tule Creek to Piedra Blanca Trailhead.

Once passed the Middle Sespe Trailhead, and relative the upper Sespe which Highway 33 follows closely, this middle section of the creek feels decidedly more wild and remote. It flows intermittently, as was expected this time of year. Some sections of the creek bed are devoid of any trace of moisture and filled with weeds, others are stagnant and mossy, some mere inches deep and faintly flowing, while still other lengthy portions are six feet or more in depth and notably aquatic and riverine in nature.

Outside the lush shelter of the narrow riparian zone surrounding perennial pools, the summer swelter is unforgiving and the landscape bakes beneath the relentless blinding sun. The arid chaparral covered hills framing deeply shaded, cold crystalline pools makes for a striking desert-oasis juxtaposition of habitat. Lounging in the damp shadows beneath the lush tree cover aside the creek, water defined and tempered the landscape in defiance of the summertime sun and heat. While only a stone’s throw away amidst the dessicated, crispy plant cover the blistering solar radiance dominated.

We marched across sun-scorched dry washes of burdensome, deep sand. Hopped down cattail- and willow-fringed pathways of waterworn and mineral stained dry boulders. And waded through deep emerald-tinged pools faintly illuminated in the penumbrae cast by the shade bearing verdant umbrella of cottonwood trees overhead.

Waterfowl and other large birds attracted to the fresh water oasis and the pray it sustains took flight frightened from the crash and splash of our plodding. A deer and doe trotted up a gravely slope while keeping eyes on our movement, another deer hopped through the brush just in front of our path. Small fish darted about our feet in the shallows, larger ones occasionally streaking through the shadowy depths of deeper pools. We walked by two large bullfrogs of some sort with beautiful mackerel designs on their backs.

In one deep stagnant pond at the foot of an outcrop of layered stone, I stared bewildered for a few seconds at a bizarre sprawling black form rippling beneath the water’s surface. Stillman appeared for a moment equally perplexed by whatever this strange moving thing was. To me it didn’t resemble anything living at first glance, but looked to be something like a wad of moss being slowly spread apart in the flow of a subtle underwater current. Yet, a second later its movement went from seemingly ordinary to mind warping and peculiar as my brain struggled in vain to interpret and define what my eyes were seeing. It then became clear that whatever it was, it seemed to be alive, because no inanimate object moves like that. Only after another few long confused seconds did it register in my mind that it was a tightly grouped, dense school of tiny fish. Few other times has something so ordinary so baffled my mind.

Walking through the creek at one point in about shin deep water, while foolishly messing around with my iPhone rather than watching where I was going, I lost my balance and fell into the water. And tossed my phone into the creek. I was on my hands and knees like a blind man feeling around the murky black water trying to find it. Fortunately I finally grabbed it, but this is an iPhone with a badly cracked glass screen that actually has shards of glass missing. So I wrote it off as done for right away. Yet, when I pulled it out I was surprised that it was still working and that I was able to snap several more photos. Then just as we came across some of the most photogenic stretches of the creek it finally stopped working. It actually remained powered and illuminated, but wouldn’t process any commands when touching its screen. So I stuck it in my pocket and finished the hike with a few less photos. Remarkably, on the drive home it started working and still works!

Overall, Stage Two of the Sespe Creek Project proved wetter, more serene, secluded and picturesque than Stage One.

Map of Southern California showing Sespe Creek.

Map showing Stage II Route

Looking up Sespe Creek at its confluence with Tule Creek, where we ended Stage I on our last outting.

Sespe Creek bed

Looking up Sespe CreekOne of the more interesting shaded, deep pools.Related Post:

Project Sespe Creek Connect: Stage I, Upper Sespe

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9 Responses to Project Sespe Creek Connect: Stage II, Middle Sespe

  1. Stillman says:

    Nice write up. Was a great stretch of creek.

  2. Kyle Kuns says:

    My favorite part was your discovery of the school of fish. I lost an iPhone in a similar way.

  3. rommel says:

    Yup! Way beyond better than my hike there. I link my post to yours by the way. 😉

  4. Zabbey says:

    Awesome journey and a good write up, as always. Bummer on the bullfrog sighting, those things are everywhere.

  5. craig says:

    Jack, did you gents spot any sign of the old Howard Creek car camp there at the Howard/Sespe confluence?

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