Cowles Flowers

        After finding some flowers in Escondido, I found some more closer to home! I needed to do some maintenance on one of the caches in the 101 Dalmatians series (Jewel: GC1H0N0). As an aside, this is a series of caches where each one is named after a Dalmatian from the eponymous movie. Each cache has a clue which will help to solve the final cache in the series (Rolly: GC1GZ6Y). (As an aside to the aside, Rolly has only been found three times in the past five years (and not since June of 2017). So if you are a fan of difficult geocaching challenges and/or lonely caches, this one is a good candidate.) I adopted Jewel a few years ago and this pup seems to wander off quite often. Such a bad dog! GZ is just off the major trail on the back side of Cowles Mountain, so there is a ton of traffic past the cache. As a result, I am out here every so often to replace it.

Is this Sumac? No, it’s a superbloom! The Little Bell TB (right) was dropped in the cache

      I parked on Barker Way (I’m not making that up!) and took the service road up to where Jewel was hidden. The geopile looked like the remains of a ransacked Egyptian tomb! Rocks turned over and scattered about, a few bits of plastic here and there, but the mummy – I mean, the puppy was long gone.  I replaced the cache, but since I had already hoofed halfway up the mountain, I figured I may as well grab a few other caches that I hadn’t found yet. I came back down the service road to the Big Rock Trail, a (well signed) spur trail that is located near a bend with a fantastic view. Big Rock Trail drops fairly steeply to Pyles Peak trail. (Note: This trail is not on ‘official’ maps, so use at your discretion.) The service road had a number of hikers on it (it can pretty crowded) but Pyles Peak trail was very quiet, very narrow and just wonderful! It winds up and down, crosses a seasonal creek, and there are even a few spots that offer shade. The first cache along the way was an ammo can called ‘Is this Sumac? #13’ (GC2RJJQ). It took me a little while to spot the cache because… flowers! I’m not sure why this little spot was ablaze with yellow, purple, and white, but I spent a fair bit of time enjoying my personal mini-superbloom. The cache and the location were so nice, I dropped a travel bug here as well. Hopefully someone will venture out this way again soon, but at least it is safe in this little corner of Cowles.

View of the Pyles Peak Trail near GC2RJJQ looking east
Not sure what these were, but they were pretty together

        After enjoying the flowers, I continued along the narrow trail to find one more cache (Carpe Diem “A Birthday Bushwhack” (GC2R8ZN)). GZ was at a sharp bend in the trail, and with varying elevations, it took several tries to finally spot the good-sized ammo can. Cache maintenance, two ammo cans, and some beautiful sights… I would call that a great San Diego morning!

Pyles Peak trail offered some nice views and had a much different feel than the ‘front’ side that everyone else climbs. Although I didn’t have time on this trip, one can continue on this trail up to a ‘peak’ labeled as a viewpoint on most maps. North from there takes you to Pyles Peak and south returns you to Cowles Peak and the service road back to Barker Way. This hike provides a nice, much less crowded loop and gives you the opportunity to bag 6+ geocaches, a Dalmatian or two, and a couple of peaks. It can be brutally hot along here in the summer months, so if you decide to make this trek, be sure to bring plenty of water.

Pyles Peak Trail looking west towards Cowles Peak

Creepy in Escondido

I believe there is a certain beauty in darkness, and often find a kind of peace in a creepy place that is hard to find elsewhere. So, I have a great appreciation for geocaches with a goth aesthetic. Recently, I was in north Escondido, CA with an hour or so to spare and found not one, but two really cool (ie, morbid) caches both by GRNZOOM. The first was “Belinda’s Valentine (RIP Charlie)” (GC6B71B). Located near a sharp bend on a lonely stretch of Mesa Rock Road, ground zero offered a convenient place to pull over. My eye was immediately drawn to a weathered memorial attached to a chainlink fence. To most folks, it was a solemn reminder of a life lost late at night, perhaps a speeding car failing to navigate the curve and shattering a family. For me, it seemed a likely place to begin my search, and I had the cache in hand moments later. It wasn’t the first time I have seen this type of camo used for a geocache, but I think it is awesome. Dark, creepy, and not likely to be disturbed by non-geocachers.

RIP dearly departed geocache

You may have noticed from the picture that I also discovered something else at GZ that I had been seeking. The superbloom! The hill behind the cache was ablaze with orange and red flowers, and the density gave the area an almost painted look from a distance. I appreciated the way Nature seemed to pay tribute to the faux memorial. Later, I discovered a real memorial under the nearby overpass which made it even more poignant.

Superbloom on the hill
So many flowers…

I was happy to have found a good spot to enjoy the flowers and to have found a creepy cache, but I was pleasantly surprised to find another hair-raising spot nearby. This geocache, “Happy Halloween: Bat Boy” (GC7YT1A) took spooky to a whole different level. Again, GZ had a convenient place to pull over and I was searching in an area thick with brush and branches. Runoff from the winter rains had left a deep rut connecting the roadway to a seasonal creek down the embankment. A large tree near there certainly seemed like a good place for a Halloween cache, but my GPS had me closer to the road. Searching the lower branches and bushes, as well as the ground for some evidence of a log or geopile, I wound up circling around my indicated GZ and ended up on a small rise. This placed my eye-level deeper into the foliage and when I happened to glance up, my heart nearly stopped. I can only imagine how loud I would have screamed if I had been night caching and happened to catch this sight in the beam of my flashlight. Signing the log and returning to my car, I had to chuckle to myself. Was I admiring the creepy creativity that went into these awesome (and often favorited) hides? Or was I laughing at my own disturbing appreciation of something so morbid?

Gotta admit… I may have let out a small scream