14 December 2014 King of Arizona (Kofa) Mine
The mine only lasted for 13 years but the name contraction
lives on after the Arizona Boy Scouts campaigned to set up a bighorn sheep
refuge starting in 1936. This resulted in over 1.5 million acres being set aside
between Kofa and Cabeza Prieta National Wildlife Refuge in 1939.
So far we have walked the Horse Tanks and Palm Canyon Trails
(coming up). Easy going if you stay out of the cacti and remain vertical. There
are opportunities to hurt yourself if you do dumb things. I will demonstrate at
the Horse Tanks.
Horse Tanks
Just like you I thought this was a place you kept your horse
or gave him a bath in after a dusty ride. But we are both wrong – westerners
call ponds and pools (at least the natural ones) tanks. I’m thinking tanks are
where you put your gas or hot water. So here is a tank western style:
To get to the tanks you can drive your jeep on the jeep road or you can walk. We brought Smiley who gets treated like a truck, is a 4X4, but really doesn’t have the clearance of a true jeep. We walked.
Between desert vistas and gorgeous flora we were entertained fully on the 2 mile walk (could be longer) in to the parking area. Then up a short trail to the tanks. Just before the largest tank I showed how lack of attention to your footing can result in a small slip. No biggie unless you are right next to an opportunistic teddy bear cholla. Just brush the little buggers and they latch on with hooked barbs:
Can’t blame the cholla – it’s not like they can walk around
spreading their offspring. You just have to yank ‘em out with your pliers and
do the spreading. BTW – you must carry pliers when hiking out here.
We had lunch out here in the silence. All you could hear was
the gentle breeze.
I spared you the selfie.
If you look closely (or pay attention when Norene says “I
hear a bee buzzing”) you might find a bee at one of the small tanks. Hard to
see in the bright sun so I enlarged the picture:
Norene says these holes were used by indigenous people for
grinding:
This was the place where we met the self conscious saguaros.
These ones may seem familiar:
Palm Canyon
As we climbed up the Palm Canyon Trail (some steepish parts)
I’m thinking this will end with a climb
down to some sort of oasis to see the palms. So lots of climb for the money
(actually Kofa is free) and a relaxing time by the spring (tank?).
It was not until we got to the end of the trail and saw a
sign pointing up further that we realized these hardy palms are above us. No
oasis here.
Ain’t going to be up close and personal with these guys.
Theory is they are leftovers from a former seashore or traveled here by bird
or animal (ingested and ejected seeds) from California. Doesn’t really matter – this is
worth the little ½ mile jaunt up here.
There are a ton of other places to go in Kofa – we’ll be back.