A New Mount Taylor View

While driving towards Grants last week on our way to hike in the Malpais, I looked east of the interstate at the imposing view of Mount Taylor and casually remarked to Lee that we hadn’t hiked up Mount Taylor in a long time and we should think about doing it soon. During the summer monsoon months it is too risky to be up there because it tends to draw the storm clouds like a magnet. There’s nothing quite as frightening as being on an exposed peak or ridge when a lightening storm is imminent. But since there has been so little rain this summer and no storms in the forecast for the coming weeks it would be safe. It wouldn’t be easy, though, and I didn’t expect Lee to jump at the opportunity to do the hike.

The only way I have ever hiked up there is from the west side of the mountain on the Gooseberry Springs Trail. It’s a challenging 3 miles of climb from 9,000 to 11,000 feet of elevation. Yesterday when Lee proposed that we hike Mount Taylor he suggested that instead of doing the Gooseberry Springs Trail from the west side that we drive around to the base of La Mosca Peak Lookout and hike up Mount Taylor from the east side. He had hiked there with friends last year and said it was much shorter to hike up that way. Forest Road 453 that leads to La Mosca Peak takes care of half of the elevation by getting you to the trailhead to start the hike at 10,000 feet. The trailhead is actually the other end of the Gooseberry Springs Trail as it goes up and over Mount Taylor. It seemed like cheating to me, but I was willing to go for any hike, and exploring a new area is always fun.

Forest Road 453 is notoriously bad and we didn’t know if our car could even make it to the trailhead. Lee had been with a group that was driving high clearance vehicles when he went there. But if we couldn’t drive all the way to the top that just meant part of our hiking time would be on the road, which wouldn’t be the first time we have had to do that. I am getting used to our jolting, jarring rides on unmaintained forest roads but I can’t say I enjoy it. The tower was in sight when we broke through the tree line but there was still a lot of winding road ahead. I was more than relieved when Lee pulled over and decided to park instead of continuing the rest of the way. We had been in the car over two hours and I was more than ready to get out and do some walking.

We were about half a mile short of the trailhead, which is in an open meadow area with La Mosca Peak on one side and Mount Taylor on the other side. The views from there were impressive and we hadn’t even gotten to the peak. Since I’d been to the top of Mount Taylor hiking from the other way I thought it wouldn’t be any big deal to see the views again, especially since we had gotten there by car. But I was amazed at how different things looked from that side.

It was easy downhill the half mile from the car to the trailhead but once on the trail it was quite a steep climb. Parts of the trail went through thick wooded areas, which then opened up to reveal the slopes and peaks in the distance. I was beginning to think the other way up Mount Taylor was easier but then in just a mile of uphill there we were coming up to the top of the peak.

We took a detour on the way down, following a rough dirt road that made a loop back to the trailhead and provided more views in the other direction. Rather than going back to the car from the trailhead we first walked up the road towards the lookout on La Mosca Peak. The wind came up and some threatening clouds began to form so we headed back to the car short of making the summit. As we drove back down Forest Road 453 the cloud actually produced hailstones and a spattering of rain. Once we got back down to the desert, though, there was no evidence of any rain.

I have this silly way of rating hikes by saying that if the drive takes longer than the actual hike then it’s not a desirable outing. This outing was about 4-1/2 hours of driving with 3-1/2 hours of hiking. The enjoyment of the new views, though, balanced out the rating, so I don’t have anything negative to say about the day. I’m just not sure I’d want to do it again.

This next link is for Aaron who likes exploring gravel roads. He would really like Forest Road 453

Heading up the short way to Mount Taylor.
Open areas of the trail. La Mosca Peak in the background.
Wooded sections of the trail.
La Mosca behind
Grants visible in the distance from top of Mount Taylor.
View to the south.
Look closely to see our car parked downslope as we extended the hike by walking on the road to the lookout.




Eye Has Not Seen

“Eye has not seen, nor ear heard … The things which God has prepared for those who love Him.” 1 Corinthians 2:9

This morning as I read this verse it reminded me of our hike yesterday in the Quebradas Backcountry area east of Socorro, New Mexico. We enjoy hiking in this area because of the lonely, desert scenery and vast open spaces. But in the spring if your eyes are only looking in the distance you will miss a special beauty that is hiding in the dirt and rocks at your feet–spring wildflowers.

The thought of wildflowers for many people would bring to mind fields and valleys covered with a lush carpet of brightly colored blossoms. But living in a desert environment you learn to look for wildflowers with a different perspective. Plants here have a tough go of it in order to survive the dry climate. They cling to life in scattered spots where at first glance you would think that nothing could grow. But when you look closer their abundant beauty is simply astounding. And even more so with the contrast of the brown surrounding desert.

Bi-Color Mustard

Desert Chicory

Wild Onion


Blackfoot Daisy

Feathered Dalea


Yet to be identified

Expected desert dwellers–these are definitely not hidden from the eye.

My wildflower sightings were minimal compared to what Lee found and photographed. I walk right past a bit of vegetation thinking it’s not worth looking at but then when I turn around there is Lee on his knees pointing his camera into the barren ground taking a picture. With the advantage of his zoom lens, when he proudly shows me the photograph he’s taken, we both marvel at the delicate intricacy of a beautiful blossom God has tucked away in an insignificant plant.

A couple of photos of distance views in the Quebradas.