Went up via the Santa Paula Creek Trail from Thomas Aquinas college; I'm guessing the boot prints I was tracking off and on were Pete LaFave's, since he surveyed the same route two days prior.
The trail was cake all the way to Big Cone Camp, then passable and pretty well-flagged up the East Fork to Cienega Camp. (I swapped the trekking poles for work gloves and sometimes a machete through that chunk.)
Going up the north face of the peak was pretty brutal, though. The first few hundred meters out of Cienega Camp are flagged, but eventually it becomes indistinguishable from critter tracks and frequently overgrown and/or slid out. After I lost the trace, I wound up making a best-guess and just smearing up-slope until I reconnected, but that shit is risky and super taxing.
Near the top of the slope, there's about a 10 meter chunk where the trail is completely washed out by loose scree and talus. I crossed by clambering around above it, but even that was unnerving; one wrong move, and you're riding a sharp, splintery gravel slide down a hundred feet or so. I wouldn't recommend traversing it without a buddy and a basic safety line, to be honest.
Epic views from the peak were well worth the beating it took to getting there; could see all the way out to San Nicolas and Santa Barbara Islands in the SW and Mt. Baldy in the SE. On the way back down to Cienega, I flagged the trail in orange ribbon to leave it less of a puzzle for the next visitors. |