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April 2002 Last month, Jerome�s Notebook March 2002, we explored
some of the Castle Dome Mountains. That covered our first visit
in May of 1975. This month we will continue our exploration of
that area, but on our return in November of 1975. Once again I left my house in Whittier, California (near
Los Angeles), and drove direct to our campsite off of US 95 in
Arizona. I arrived a day early to avoid weekend traffic.�
It was 5:52 P.M. and 67 degrees, when I left US 95 at mile
post 62.� I crossed the utility corridor, and drove out
on the desert pavement covered mesa, parked at the site, and unloaded
my dual-purpose motorcycle. The sun was going down as I had a snack and prepared
the camper for sleeping. It was great being in the desert again,
but as dusk turned to night and the temperature dropped to 60
degrees, I retired to my sleeping bag in the camper. Saturday arrived too soon.� I put off getting up as long as possible, since
it was an invigorating 58 degrees outside.� At last I opened the camper door and greeted
the day.� After juice, donuts,
and hot chocolate, I looked through my map collection for the
ones we would need. By 9:00 A.M., a� desert
wind started up.� 78 degrees
and wind at 9 miles per hour. At 11:00 A.M., the CB radio squawked.�
Larry had arrived from San Diego, California, parked his
camper and unloaded his dual-purpose motorcycle.�
After we pushed his trailer to the side, we popped open
a couple beers, chips,� peanuts� and
spent the day looking at the maps and talking.� By 10 O'clock it was time to hit the hay. Sunday, 2:00 A.M., 63 degrees with gusty winds from the
north; back to bed!� My
camper�s profile is only 36 inches above the box rails on the
pickup bed.� Plenty of room to sit up inside, but less side
exposure for winds.� Still,
there was a gentle rocking from time to time from the wind gusts.� I hoped it wouldn�t stir up the dust. 7:30 A.M., 64 degrees, 10 MPH wind gusts.� Well, I at least could eat breakfast inside
that morning. It really got exciting around 9:45 A.M. 73 degrees, and�
wind gusts to 40 MPH! Thats when the dirt blows around!�
A 30 MPH wind will start moving sand and dirt.�
Oddly,� the wind felt balmy and� no clouds in the sky.� Our campsite was pretty well sheltered by the
tall and dense trees and vegetation.�
By 1:30 P.M. the temperature peaked at 78 degrees. Well, we came to explore, and so we rode out to US-95
and turned south to the Castle Dome Mine road at mile post 55.� This road we had only partially checked out
in May. I had some newspaper in my day pack to wrap any interesting
samples I found. We picked up a few samples, then got onto the McPherson
Pass road to complete a segment we didn�t cover in May.� Doubling back, we returned to camp via the Castle
Dome Mine road and US-95, arriving in camp at 4:00 P.M.� We had ridden 30 miles round trip.� The wind had dropped way down and it was a pleasure
to pop open a few cans of beer and have a snack.� By 8:00 P.M. It was 58 degrees and no wind.� It would have been a good night for a camp fire,
but we were both too tired to tend one.�
We retired to our campers and sleeping bags by 8:30. Monday was a lounge around camp day; enjoyable because
we didn�t feel we had to get up and scurry around the desert.
We caught up on our reading or did low maintenance things.�
Around noon the temperature had climbed to 82 degrees with
a mild wind from the west. The Castle Domes were a primary producer of lead and
silver with periods of major activity during World War I and II.� Discovery of the Castle Dome Mine was generally
attributed to Jacob Snively.� The
claims were filed in 1862.� Early
mining was for silver ore and there wasn�t much interest in lead,
despite the fact that the silver ore contained as much as 70 %
lead.� In fact,� some
18,000,000 pounds of lead were mined from all the mines in the
Castle Domes from 1870 to 1949.�
The Castle Dome Mine even constructed a road to the Colorado
River and built a landing for river steam boats, just south of
Martinez Lake. Tuesday again saw temperatures from 57 - 73 degrees with
a strong wind gusting� to
35 MPH. A good time to be away from camp and the dust.�
We put 11 miles on our motorcycles remarking the route
from our camp to the McPherson Pass road. It stayed windy all
day. I missed having a camp fire.� I retired to my camper bed at 9:00 P.M. Wednesday had a low of 58 degrees, but mostly the temperatures
stayed within a fairly small range. I had not expected such a
constant� wind, but from
the Colorado River to the Castle Domes there is a lot of open
space broken by an occasional range or group of low mountains.�
The� wind was fairly
steady 20 MPH gusting to 30 MPH.�
Clear sky. In the late afternoon, we tried for McPherson
Pass again. We seemed to be losing the pass road every time we left
our �mesa�.� There� was quite a band of dense brush, head high,
with trees and cactus so we weren�t in sight of each other, even
though we were not that far separated.�
I wondered what the area looked like in the mining days.�
We returned to camp for an early supper and bed. Thursday dawned with a slight breeze which fell off through
the day.� Our camp had a
high of 80 degrees. It was time to reprovision ice and food. Leaving
the motorcycles chained to Larry�s trailer, we took Larry�s truck
into Yuma. A nice change of pace. They have a nice little historical
society that occupied two original houses.�
Wind had dropped to very faint. At last we enjoyed a safe
campfire that evening. The smoke smelled great! Friday, �Deer Season� opened!� Lots of hunters down by the Castle Dome Mine
area.� After a quick breakfast
and motorcycle prep, we left camp and headed south again for the
Castle Dome Mine road, passed the hunters and headed up the McPherson
Pass.� Larry was ahead of me and suddenly stopped,
turned off his engine and motioned for me to hurry up and do the
same.� Wow!� Not
more than 15 feet from us, on the road, and looking right at us
were some bighorn sheep! The first time I ever saw them close up. Beautiful animals.
2 rams, and 2 ewes. We stayed motionless and silent.� The rams regarded us, slowly turned away and
leisurely strolled on down the road, eventually left it and climbed
a far slope. When they stopped, they �vanished�. When they moved,
you could see them. The coloration was perfect. And what big horns!�
I did not try for a picture. I was afraid one glance at
my camera or hearing the noise of the focal plane shutter and
they would be off and running. The thrill of a lifetime for me. We drove through the pass and instead of going straight
on to the King Road as we had done in May, completed the triangle
of two 6 �� mile sections
out into King Valley.� On
the first leg of the triangle, game-road post 53-56 we turned
south briefly and rode over to� the �Little White Tanks� which were dry. We
could not locate the old �Welton-Kofa� road going east.� We got back to camp at 1:15 P.M., tired and
thirsty.� Beer and snacks
for supper, and sitting around our campfire. Saturday,� 54 degrees
at 6:45 A.M.� Larry wanted
to leave for home in San Diego in the afternoon.�
We just had time to try for the lower loop below the Castle
Dome mine groups and see the Big Eye Mine, up Big Eye Wash into
the interior of the mountain.�
Larry had no trouble going up one of the steep sides of
the wash and onto the final section of road to the Big Eye Mine.�
He waited for me to climb out of the wash as he had, but�
a combination of too much throttle and sitting too far
back caused me to lift the front wheel of my cycle like doing
a wheely. As soon as the front wheel lifted I knew I had to get
out from under the probable fall line, upside-down, of the 200
pound cycle.� Time slowed
to a crawl as the bike continued up and over center. I punched the engine emergency kill-switch and as the
bike continued to gracefully� fall
toward me, I turned the front wheel (way up in the air) and shoved
the bike to my left side. I had succeeded. The bike and I landed
on our sides, side-by-side!�� Larry ran down to assist me. There were no
marks on the bike, but I had a sore left buttock where I fell.� I got the bike back up, and told Larry to go
on and check out the Big Eye Mine. He wasn�t gone long and we started back to camp.� My steering was very difficult as it was out
of line with the handle bar clamps and required a few well placed
kicks to bring it back into line enough that I could ride it back
to camp.� Eventually, we drove into camp and after a short
rest Larry prepared his truck, motorcycle trailer and other gear
to leave for home; pulling out at 4:15 P.M.�
He faded out of CB radio contact at 4:45 P.M. I popped open another beer and bag of chips. I had planned
on staying over night and going home Sunday.� There was a nearly full moon as I sat looking
at the fantastic Castle Dome Mountains. Sunday,� 11-16-75,
60 degrees� at 6:00 A.M.�
I rolled my motorcycle into the back of my camper, cleaned�
the area and rolled out of our camp site at 7:15 A.M. for
Whittier, California, arriving home at 1:25 P.M. I hope you enjoyed our adventure.� See you next month.
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