Tuesday September 19, 2023 Plumas National Forest CA.
Yesterday, Monday, I packed up the final stuff in my van and was off on my trip. I’m headed for the Duck Valley Indian Reservation in North eastern Nevada. But first I have to get there which means I have to cross over the busiest part of California to get to the North Eastern part of that.
Once I get past Yuba city and Maryville, I can relax as things quiet down a lot and there are no more big cities.
My goal was to get to the Bullard’s Bar Reservoir where I had a camp spot.
However, when I got there, I decided to go check out another possibility for a camp spot a couple more hours up highway 49 by Sierra City. There’s a road that goes up into the butts there that I wanted to check out. If it was a bust, I still had an hour of daylight to go to my next camp spot further up the road a bit.
Sierra Butts, no go
The Sierra Butts was a bust as the road up there was real bad and it was too late in the day to mess with it, so I continued on up 49 headed to the next place, if I could find it.
I wasn’t exactly sure where the next camp spot was and it started to rain just past Downieville.
Next camp spot
That night I studied the maps to figure out where and which way I wanted to go tomorrow and decided on a possible route.
I was traveling up the main road when I saw a road that turned off to the right with a sign that said Black Mountain Lookout, so I turned up that a few miles, until I saw it was taking me to highway 395, closer than I wanted to go, so I turned around and started to back track when I missed a turn and got a bit lost.
I stopped to reprogram my map and headed up this road which seemed like it would go by the beaver pond camp spot, which it did but I missed it and went on by the road, but ended up on a road that I knew so now I headed for camp, just up this road.
I spent a good part of the day planning where I wanted to go on the next part of the trip. I need to head mostly east. I could go up highway 395, but that wouldn’t be as fun as the long way across the desert on Smoke Creek Road. But I wasn’t sure Smoke Creek road would make it through to the next road headed eastward. If it doesn’t I’ll just have to backtrack and take another route.
There’s a ranch on the smoke creek road that I may go to. Marty and I met the guy out on the trail last spring and he invited us to his ranch when we came by again, so I may take him up on that. He could tell me if the rest of the road I needed to travel was good or bad. I already know the road we met him on is pretty bad so I don’t want to take that one again.
When I leave tomorrow, I’ll be heading north to Janesville CA. to gas up and find the library for some internet access, I hope.
I doubt I’ll have any cell service for a few days after that, unless the guy at the ranch has some, but I doubt that as the ranch is really out there in the middle of nowhere.