I’m a couple of weeks behind in writing the text for this post. Unfortunately I haven’t returned to this creek in the meantime. The name has perhaps also changed: to Secret Creek from Cache Creek, further degeneratable to Secreek or Sea Creek (C Creek? or just Creek?). The picture at the bottom of the first photo post on this creek represents, as stated, a type of gathering point for parties wishing to explore the more exciting areas just further downstream. Let’s talk a look ourselves now at some of these areas.
The creek slowly begins to pick up speed as we get beyond the gathering place. Rocks become more common along the bottom…
… leading to perhaps the largest single drop of water on the creek, as yet unnamed. Hard to take a nice picture of it, though, because of all the rhododendron. Cut it all down? Nah, of course I can’t do that.
Very interesting, larger white rock just below the drop. I’ve sat at this spot several times now, contemplating the meaning of the stream, the region. Contemplation Rock?
The stream basically stops flowing just beyond this rock, and the backup somehow creates these interesting parallel white lines of suds in the middle of it. Almost like lettering of some sort.
The 3 pictures below are taken at another significant location along the creek after a horseshoe bend beyond Contemplation Rock and accompanying still pool. Rocks line both sides of the creek, as well as the bottom. Again I don’t yet have a name for the mini-canyon, but I sense it is a center of energy still. A tributary enters Secret Creek from the left just before the passage begins (not pictured), perhaps its first well defined one counting from the source. In the hike from the day before, I found there were at least 3 tributaries entering Secret Creek along its length, none approaching the size of the main stream.
A flat, reddish rock almost appears to act as a warning about the difficult passage directly ahead, and to take heed.
I discovered that by far the easiest way to get through it myself is to just walk over the jagged rocks lining its bottom…
… quickly leading to another, larger rock beside which the stream pretty much stops its flow again, seeming to need rest after all the prior excitement, once more.
I can’t wait to go back another day for more pics, hopefully when the sun is shining. Also perhaps to create a rough map, like I did with Norris before.