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Henry Coe State Park – Orestimba Wilderness
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Backcountry Weekend at Henry Coe
Backcountry Weekend at Henry Coe Lydia Hailu One weekend each year, Henry Coe State Park allows motorized vehicles to enter the less-frequented eastern se …
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Henry Coe State Park Trip Report: Article by Nick Feller
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Backcountry Weekend at Henry Coe
Backcountry Weekend at Henry Coe
Lydia Hailu
One weekend each year, Henry Coe State Park allows motorized vehicles to enter the less-frequented eastern side of the park. These pics were taken during our backpacking trip on April 23-24, 2005.
Henry W. Coe SP
When is the latest time I may check in to my campsite if I have a reservation at the Coe Ranch Campground?
You may check in any time until 12 pm the day following your check-in date. There is no gate that closes at the Coe Ranch Campground. If you reserved more than one night in a row and plan to arrive after 12 pm the day following your check-in date, please contact the park office at (408) 779-2728 to let them know you will be late. Failure to do so may result in the forfeiture of your campsite. For more detailed reservation policy information, please refer to this page: https://www.parks.ca.gov/?page_id=1029
How do I check in to my campsite if the Visitor Center is closed?
If the Visitor Center is closed when you arrive, drive straight to your campsite. You may register in the Visitor Center the next morning.
How many people and vehicles do you allow at the drive-in campsites?
Drive-in campsites allow up to 8 people per campsite. 1 vehicle is included in the camping fee. Additional vehicles must pay a fee of $8 per vehicle, per night. Some campsites may have parking for an additional vehicle. Otherwise, additional vehicles may park in the Visitor Center parking lot approximately 100 yards from the campground. Parking is limited, so we encourage you to carpool.
How many tents can fit in a drive-in campsite?
Campsites vary in size, but most have limited tent space due to the campground’s location on a narrow, steep ridge. More information on tent pad sizes for individual campsites is available under “amenities” when you click on a specific campsite at ReserveCalifornia.
Are there flush toilets, showers, or potable water at the Coe Ranch Campground?
There is potable water available in spigots in various locations around the campground. There are vault toilets available in the campground and flush toilets open 24 hours behind the Visitor Center. However, there are NO showers.
Henry W. Coe State Park vs The Desais
Henry W. Coe State Park vs The Desais
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Backpacking
We both enjoy hiking and even strenuous mountain climbs, but not backpacking. We are both small in stature and a 40-pound pack is just about our limit. Ask us to carry a 50-pound pack on steep terrain and you may hear some expletives not usually in our vocabulary. Our planned six and seven day backpacking would result in 50 to 60-pound packs and I had to come up with an alternative to lugging such heavy packs. After some research and experimentation, I settled on the idea of using a baby jogger. We bought two joggers with 24-inch rear wheels and removed their canopy, seat etc., so that only the frames remained. A trial run with a 60-pound load on hilly terrain convinced me that the jogger was indeed a viable alternative.
Our joggers worked well … except that they sometimes got our boots wet
Every year, during one weekend in April, a limited number of day hikers and backpackers are allowed to enter the park’s backcountry thru the Dowdy gate. An additional advantage of this so called Backcountry Weekend is that one can drive several miles beyond the gate, thus reducing the distance needed to backpack. My original plan was to hike the trails in the backcountry Orestimba Wilderness by backpacking a 13-day loop. Starting on the backcountry weekend, we would start off with a seven day supply of food and fuel. A week later, a couple of our ultra runner friends would enter thru Dowdy gate with more food and fuel and make a 30 mile day trip to resupply us. Unfortunately, the plan had to be shelved as access thru Dowdy gate was not possible.
During the Backcountry Weekend, under my hastily revised plan, we joggerpacked to Mississippi Lake rather than to Paradise Lake in the Orestimba Wilderness. Since we intended to spend six nights at the lake, we had our son drop us off as we wouldn’t have been able to drive out. It was wonderful camping at the lake. After the weekend, we were the only ones there and the solitude and the vistas gave us an unforgettable experience. The day hikes took a toll, though. The spring rains had stopped and the daytime highs hovered in the eighties. I had increased our average hike’s mileage from 11 to 13 in order to hike as far in the Orestimba Wilderness as we could. In spite of our carrying seven quarts of water between us, on many days, we had to replenish our supply from a creek or a spring.
No, that’s not our canteen. It was permanently fastened to the post (inscribed with the word ‘Spring’) to indicate that Canteen Spring is to the right.
We stayed hydrated, but were unable to replace lost sodium and other electrolytes. Since our first hike on March 19, there was a lot of rain with cool weather. When I was preparing for the backpack trip, my main concern was how to cope with rain, not how to deal with warm weather. As a result, I had left my salt shaker home and neglected to bring any electrolyte replacing powder. And there was no way to get it at the lake. On subsequent backpack trips, we took a large salt shaker, Gatorade and a big bag of potato chips. I would salt even my oatmeal in the morning, but still, the salt deficiency persisted. The potato chips never tasted salty. Many years ago, I may have bought salt tablets. But then the new research showed they were unnecessary and maybe even harmful. I am now convinced that there are occasions when the old fashioned salt tablets are useful.
The warm weather brought out the rattlesnakes too. One incidence left Joy quite shaken. No sooner had she taken ten steps from Pacheco Ridge Road onto the narrow Dog Trail, when she encountered a rattler in an attack mode. It had its mouth wide open and was rattling furiously. She hastily retreated only to trip on some tree roots. I hurled some rocks at it, not an easy feat throwing them around a corner, and eventually got it to move a few inches into the bushes. It still was rattling when we hurried past. Later the same day, we saw a huge rattler crossing the trail, but it was quite docile and presented no problems. Regardless, we enjoyed exploring the area, as we had never hiked most of the trails before. We saw several foxes and deer that weren’t used to humans. It was a sight to watch big bucks running gracefully at high speeds. Joy is a naturalist and found interesting new flora and fauna. She observed that, surprisingly, there were no critters near our campsite looking for food; no squirrels, ants or birds.
A gray fox
We left our tent, joggers etc. at the lake and hiked out to the headquarters entrance with dirty clothes and garbage in our day packs. A couple of days later, we were back at the headquarters with our friend Steve in tow. I had recruited him to carry our seven day food supply, about 18 pounds, to Mississippi Lake and return to his car the same day. He made the round trip, 22 miles with a 5,000-foot climb, with a big pack on his back and a smile on his face. Yes, my friends are masochists too. Actually, I don’t know if he was still smiling at 9 PM when he returned to his car, but I for sure, wasn’t smiling at the end of the day. I took a tumble on Willow Ridge Trail, en route to the lake. It hurt a little to walk but then, in a field adjoining Willow Ridge Road, we came across a big red metal ball. Wondering what that could be kept my mind occupied and away from the pain. But, by the end of the day, my leg was quite swollen. From the lake, we moved to Pacheco Camp. This camp is used by various groups, and as such, it had good amenities. Several large trees provided much needed shade. It also had picnic tables and a sink with running water piped from a spring. Alas, the water still needed to be purified. Even with our efficient ‘First Need’ water filter, we pumped for roughly half an hour every day.
Dinesh’s swollen leg. A few days later, as the swelling moved towards his ankle, he had trouble putting his boots on. No, the Martians haven’t landed. In bygone days, a tractor pulled this giant steel ball alongside the road to remove shrubs.
We had never hiked any of the trails in the vicinity of Pacheco Camp, and every morning, I felt a little nervous. Doing a loop hike meant that it was absolutely essential that we find the trails or risk backtracking many miles. Some of the trails were easier to follow going in one direction, but not so in the other. One day, we had an arduous hike on Mudd Spring Trail, the last half a mile of which follows Mississippi Creek. It took us a long time to weave our way thru boulders, fallen trees and high water, but eventually we made it to its end at Coit Road. It was getting late in the day, but we were only a couple of miles from the camp. We started on Phoneline Trail and after just 50 feet we lost the trail. After spending half an hour, we still had no luck finding the continuation. Thankfully, we had the option that day of following Coit Road back to the camp. I shudder to think what we would have done if we had to retrace the trails that had taken us seven hours to negotiate. We eventually did hike Phoneline Trail starting at the other end. As we neared its end at Coit Road, it became clear why we had not found it the first time. A large fallen tree intertwined with poison oak had completely obliterated the trail.
We spent four nights at Pacheco Camp and then moved to Blue Tank Spring. The latter isn’t a good camping location, but it was centrally located for the hikes we had planned to do. The toughest and the most time consuming hikes were the ones along the creeks. Because of the high water level, the best way wasn’t always readily apparent. And, there were plenty of fallen limbs waiting to break our limbs. We were running late one day and were forced to skip the 1.6-mile Kelly Cabin Canyon Trail. A couple of weeks later, we did a 15-mile loop from the Coyote Creek entrance just to hike that missed 1.6 miles. And yes, we did temporarily get ‘lost’ on a few occasions, but by using the park map and my GPS receiver, we got back on track. Our last joggerpacking was for four days to Los Cruzeros, and with that, our completed mileage climbed to just under 400.
That looks too steep and overgrown for a trail Dinesh still can’t see where the trail is
But getting lost was no big deal; we could have lived off the land.
Plenty of acorns and … marshmallows too
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Henry Coe State Park Trip Report: Article by Nick Feller
Trip Report by Nick Feller
March 14 – 17, 2022
Day 1: 13.6 miles, 3053′ gain (-3817′)
Our first backpacking trip of the year. A shakedown to finalize some gear choices. Maddie read about a place called Henry Coe State Park, and the joke was “people don’t go to Henry Coe to train for the Sierra, they go to the Sierra to train for Henry Coe.” After a quick Google search it appeared that the park boasted good fishing as well. Warm water ponds filled with bluegill, bass, crappie, and sunfish allegedly littered the landscape. Sold.
Following a 4 hour drive down from our home in Northern California, we arrived at Coe Headquarters. The ranger at the station was a bit of a fear monger, and thought we must be bikepacking after telling him our itinerary. After telling him that wasn’t the case, he wished us luck, and we started on our way.
After just a couple miles, we stumbled on our first unnamed pond. I saw bluegill everywhere and caught a few while Maddie had a snack. It was a small pond and I fished my way around it in about 5-10 minutes. I saw two small bass, but the bluegill were too fast to the fly. I threw everything back in my pack, and we were back on the trail.
The next section of the trip was “The Narrows” and it was a little rough. It followed a beautiful creek, but unfortunately it’s still closed to fishing until after April. The following climb up to our first camp was just as fun as the descent down, but at least there was a small lake to look forward to.
I geared back up with my setup from earlier. The Tenkara Rod Co. Sawtooth rod, 10.5′ of level line, a few feet of 5x tippet, and a foam beetle. Unfortunately, I wasn’t getting the same action here as I was at the smaller pond. As the sun began to set, I saw a few small rises. A sign of hope. I cast towards one of the rises and suddenly my beetle EXPLODED! Fish on! A monster of a bluegill! Bigger than my hand, and thicker than a snicker. Now I’m a happy camper. I caught one more bluegill, a bit smaller, and then called it a night as the sun crested below the hillside.
I crawled into the tent with a feeling of excitement. The “good lakes” were supposed to come in the following days. I was just happy to catch some fish, so I never want to get greedy, but I was very anxious to see what was to come.
Day 2: 14.5 miles, 2852′ gain (-3535′)
Things were a little chilly Tuesday morning. Clouds had rolled in overnight. We knew there was a possibility of inclement weather this day, a 30% chance of rain was in the forecast when we were last able to check. Around 9am, it began to sprinkle. Good thing we packed our ponchos.
As we reached our next lake, a larger one, the rain had picked up a bit. In lieu of trying to fish, we carried on. Possibly because we were trying to hurry, maybe the brutal downhill the previous day, but I aggravated a shin splint on my right leg this day. It wasn’t too bad on the uphills or flat ground, but the downhill was a killer. It wasn’t THAT bad though, so I decided that we didn’t need to alter our route. At least not yet.
I hobbled my way through the rest of an afternoon filled with soul crushing rolling hills. At about 5pm, we reached our projected camp. The most remote lake in the park. Hardly a lake and more of a large pond, this was alleged to be some of the better fishing and I was DYING to see for myself. No shin splint was going to stop me.
Maddie walked over to filter water, and I began to rig up my rod. Before I could even do that she exclaimed, “Nick, there’s bass!” Excitement filled my veins. I kept my setup from the day before and cast out. Nothing. I tried twitching it. Minor interest, but no takes. Time for a change.
I returned to my pack and got out my tin of “big flies.” It’s mostly filled with woolly buggers varying in size and color. I grabbed the biggest, olive colored one that I had and made my way back to the lake’s edge. I cast out, let the fly sink, and gave my best attempt to “strip” it back. BOOM! Fish on! And then fish off. I botched the hookset. I cast right back out and repeated the process. BOOM! Fish on! This one I was able to bring to hand. A modest, probably half pound, largemouth bass. My first one on a tenkara rod / using fixed line. Talk about a rush!
The next two hours or so, I spend in bass fishing paradise. It was almost every cast at times. If you check out my YouTube video about it, you can see how action packed the evening was. I lost count of how many bass I caught. Nothing huge, the biggest maybe a pound and a half. It’s hard to beat that kind of non-stop fun though. This was certainly a fantastic way for my first backpacking trip of the season to be going!
I even got Maddie to finally try the tenkara rod! She caught a modest, half pounder as the sun was setting. THAT made the whole trip for me right there!
I kept fishing until dark and retired to the tent. What else could this place be hiding? My shin was still sore, but I was too excited to see more!
Day 3: 13.6 miles, 2982′ gain (-2024)
A restless night. First and foremost, I had overdone it the previous evening. My shin wasn’t feeling better this morning, and being generally uncomfortable woke me up a few times throughout the night. On top of that, we risked the condensation that can come with a beautiful lakeside campsite… We lost that gamble. Our single wall tent was getting soaked and Maddie had been waking up intermittently to try wiping it down the best she could.
Off to such an obviously good start, we had our coffee/ cocoa, and hit the trail. Our first stop was another small pond a few miles away.
The “spur trail” for our pond was a swampy, rugged creek bed. Nice. I hobbled my way in, hoping the whole time the fishing would be as good as the lake the previous evening. Spoiler alert, it wasn’t. It was also still early in the day, so that could have made a difference too. I did end up catching one small bass at this pond that can be seen at the end of my YouTube video.
We decided to take our own way back to the main trail and avoid the creek bed as much as possible. This left us with more steep hills, but sometimes you have to pick your poison.
The next small pond we approached had a similar looking spur trail, and we decided to forego it all together. We still had the big climb of the day ahead of us.
That climb was up and over Hartman Peak (2211′). The elevation doesn’t seem that bad, but it’s the ups and downs that start to add up. The highlight of that section though was getting to see a Blainville’s Horned Lizard in the wild. It was like a little dinosaur! I’d never seen anything like that in person! Definitely made the steep climb worth it.
On the other side, we found a much larger lake to have a nice long break. The shore access here was horrible, and it was hard enough to gather water let alone get a line out. I decided to just rest my shin instead of trying. Maddie was kind enough to fill both of of waters.
After relaxing for a bit, we gathered our things to go the last five miles to our projected camp. Thankfully the hard parts were over and for the most part we were able to “cruise” right into camp. A warm dinner and a beautiful sunset were waiting for us atop a hillside campsite. No lake this evening, but the views were too spectacular to complain.
Even with my shin bothering me, I was a bit sad to be getting into my sleeping bag knowing that the next day would be the last of the trip. It’s always a bittersweet feeling. Can’t get too upset too early though, there was still one more day ahead of us!
Day 4: 6.8 miles, 2605′ gain (-2126)
After giving myself a night of proper rest, my shin was FINALLY starting to feel better this morning. After our usual morning routine, we packed our things one last time in Henry Coe State Park, and hit the trail.
Before getting too far, Maddie made it a point to show me where she gathered our water the night before. A horrific looking cow trough… A blanket of green algae floating like some sort of sick root beer float. A board was wired to the trough, used to scoop out the layer of muck. There was a pipe feeding in, and one feeding out. She told me I had to see the source. Lifting up a bench nearby revealed crystal clear water coming out of a spring. This was being fed by the pipe into the cow trough. This was wasn’t horrific, it was delicious! Some of the best on the whole trip! Still filtered, of course.
We got back on the trail and followed it a few miles until we found a nice, old picnic table at an old horse camp. A perfect place for a break. Since it was only about six miles back to the car this day, this was a good half way point. I stuffed my face with some snacks, and we got back to it.
The last section was a beautiful walk through some oak trees that were just COVERED in hanging moss. It was familiar, yet seemed so alien. We saw many turkeys in this section, and they seemed to be bidding us adieu.
One more climb stood between us and the visitors center. It was another steep farm road that seems to never end, every blind corner seemed to yield yet another monstrous hill to climb. My shin was feeling a bit better, but definitely still hurting. I could see the light at the end of the tunnel though. I pushed on.
Finally, a building appeared over the horizon. The visitor center. I felt my my pace perk up. Suddenly my shin began to feel a bit better. Sweet relief. I marched into that visitor center, and for $1, got the best can of Coca-Cola that I may have ever had.
Headed home, even with the ups and downs (literally), I already missed it. I can’t wait to start the big one!
Nick Feller found tenkara while going down the rabbit hole of ultralight backpacking and fell in love. Follow Nick’s tenkara adventures on Instagram @norcaltenkara.
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