Home / Mojave Preserve and Desert bikepacking trips / Spring 2012: Mojave National Preserve Bicycle-Camping and Hiking / Day 2: Keystone Spring day hike from Mail Spring, New York Mountains, Mojave National Preserve 66
Hot day! I'm not yet acclimated to the heat, so feeling heat-sick and a bit lethargic (highs: 98F at Lanfair, 104F at Nipton). Nonetheless, I trek on and get water from Keystone Spring. 9.2 hiking miles and about 1500 feet of elevation gain.
- I wake up in the Mail Spring area of Mojave National Preserve and realize I'm still alive after yesterday's hot bicycle ride
- I'm tired and not feeling refreshed, but the New York Mountains up the road from my tent look good in the early morning sun
- By 9h, it's too hot in the tent, and I have no choice but to get up and start today's hike to Keystone Spring
- The first stop on today's hike is nearby Mail Spring; a pair of deer stare at me as I approach
- Hmmm... a rubber glove near Mail Spring
- Well, here's how much water remains at Mail Spring in late spring 2012
- There's a wildlife camera here at Mail Spring; I wonder if my photo has been taken
- Several large mahonia (berberis) bushes at Mail Spring are covered with thousands of yellow flowers
- This old cistern at Mail Spring was probably frequented by cattle back when this was still grazing land
- An inscription in the concrete at the Mail Spring cistern reads 'Bob + Louise'
- Another inscription in the concrete at the Mail Spring cistern reads 'Ed Shirey'
- I take a look back at the tent down there as I get going on today's hike to Keystone Spring; hot sun, slight hot breeze
- I've missed most of this spring's flower blooms, but there are still occasional cactus blossoms
- Hiking cross-country here in the New York Mountains foothills provides views across to the Castle Peaks
- I haven't seen any people yet today, but I have found signs of people: a balloon
- I luxuriate briefly in the shade of a big pinon pine at a campsite in Keystone Canyon where I've camped before
- I look at sap on the bark of the pinon pine at my former Keystone Canyon campsite while drinking water and eating almonds
- Back on my feet after my break, partially rejuvenated, I start hiking up Keystone Canyon
- A few yellow flowers bloom in the gravel of Keystone Canyon (probably Groundsel, aka Senecio)
- This small shrub in Keystone Canyon reminds me of Yerba Santa (Eriodictyon californicum)
- Striped boulder in lower Keystone Canyon, Mojave National Preserve
- Here is some kind of manzanita bush growing in Keystone Canyon, New York Mountains
- Rock wall in Keystone Canyon
- Time to hike uphill and gain a few hundred feet of elevation on another old road
- Here and there in Keystone Canyon, I've been seeing the occasional red penstemon flower for hummingbirds
- After a few minutes, I'm already high enough to have a view across to the other side of Keystone Canyon
- I keep hiking up the old road into the New York Mountains, looking forward to seeing the old mine site ahead
- Ah, now I can see some old mining remains in the distance
- The road ends and I find a fire ring that hasn't been used for a while, and an abandoned truck
- I wasn't expecting to find anything at this site except for perhaps some old mining debris
- I'm overheating and need a break, but I can't resist the urge to take a peek inside first
- A stove and a broom
- A platform for sleeping and a shelf for food
- OK, now I take a break under the shade of a big old pine tree and eat some almonds
- Slightly refreshed from my break, I go for a walk around the site and note a fairly intact old chute
- Timbers prop up the old chute
- I go for a walk to see what the chute looks like from above
- Rails once ferried a tram to the the top of the chute
- Looking in the opposite direction, the tram track leads from a storage building
- As I walk around, looking for the spring, I come across a pile of acorns
- I think I've found it: Bronze Mine Spring
- This appears to be the source of the spring
- I sit under the big oak tree at the spring for a few minutes to enjoy the shade
- Presumably, this rusty, old sign used to deliver a message of some kind
- This wood block looks like it was used as a base for pounding things
- A couple of signatures adorn the inside of the door
- Time to head back down to Keystone Canyon; next stop Keystone Spring
- A few little red flowers catch my eye as I walk quickly down the canyon: probably Scarlet gilia
- This is a great little canyon, full of rocks and trees, completely quiet and remote
- I encounter a dense thicket of willows, or Desert willows (chilopsis), so I climb up the hill a bit to detour around it
- Another interesting find is what appears to be the remains of a small building
- In Keystone Canyon, I come across an old cistern that I remember from when I was here in 2008
- An old pipe leads up to Keystone Spring from the dead cistern that I just passed
- OK, now I'm on the correct trail to Keystone Spring!
- And here it is: Keystone Spring!
- I presume the Keystone Spring water hole here has more (and fresher) water during the wetter season
- I get out my water filter and pump a few litres of water from Keystone Spring
- On my way back down Keystone Canyon, I pass a few expiring purple flowers that I've seen before, but can't identify
- On the way back down Keystone Canyon, I pause to take a look at interesting staining on a rock-outcrop turret near the trail
- I'm hiking into spectacular views across Lanfair Valley to the Castle Mountains as I exit Keystone Canyon
- Juniper berries on the hike back to my tent near Mail Spring from Keystone Canyon
- My tent is somewhere in the area in front of that low brown hill in the middleground
- I pass this juvenile Joshua tree while hiking back to my tent near Mail Spring, Mojave National Preserve
- Beyond the Joshua trees and junipers, I have good views over to the Castle Peaks while hiking back to my tent near Mail Spring
- I arrive back at my tent before sundown and rest inside until the sun goes down and things cool off a bit
- With sunset at Mail Spring comes a bit of relief from the day's heat, followed by thousands of stars in a moonless sky