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To start this off, finally, I will insert the photos and then add some descriptions as time allows. I've explored and enjoyed the North Fork of the American River (aka NFAR) since 1963 though I am far from finished with my adventures there! I hope you enjoy............63bkpkr
Along the NFAR



13 Jan 2017 Continuation
After I park my 92 Bronco at the end of the Jeep road, my prospecting comes after dropping down the canyon wall to the river valley ~ 3000 vertical feet below. "Many Years Ago" I purchased a Kelty brand external frame backpack, the model is a Sherpa, and the model name should give you an idea about the volume of the pack. My typical pack weight at the top of the trail at the start of most trips is about 85 light pounds though once when I was in really good shape I carried in a 115 pound pack, not bad for a guy who's about 5' 10" tall weighing at that time ~ 155 lbs. Anyway here are a couple of pictures of the pack on two trips.
Just touching down from the hike in right on the riverbed. This was the first time the A52 was tried out and it worked even though I had no clue of how to set it up, purchased at 49er in Auburn CA.
Still at the apartment in Fremont CA - the blue thing to the left of the picture is my BGT waiting for its first outing, I am certain it was disappointed with me as I did not put any gold through it. And yes I do wear that knee brace and yes the black thing to the right of the picture is my 6' 6" hiking staff and yes that is a Mountain Bike Handle Grip glued to the top of it. The orange thing on the front of the pack is a "SPOT Messenger", the same one that likely saved my life.
Camps - where would any trip be without a camp:
the start of a camp in a tight side canyon.
The 1" O.D. cables were strung across this little stream for chain falls to run on for lifting boulders up, moving them over a little and then working the sample that was underneath the boulder. The chain falls were very large and very heavy, how they go them in there is anybody's guess but a lot of sweat was part of the journey from the top to the bottom of the canyon.
This camp is downhill from a hard rock gold mine. The gold vein went right across where a creek was running and eventually it cut through the rock exposing the vein allowing pieces to drop into the creek that carried then down to a larger creek, the one flowing into that lovely swimming hole.
Note, Insurance Policy
So, I'm minding my own business hiking down this sidewall into a very rugged and remote area when I look up and see that the clouds are closing in on me. I pop out of a section of 'Mountain Misery plants' to find sort of an opening on the hillside, I figure it is time for me to kick out a "flat spot" and put up my tent. I just had the tent up, all my gear inside the tent and it starts to rain. Well, no steak and potato that night. I wake up in the morning and I can see my breath, it is still raining but I feel that something is not right. I unzip the tent and fly and look out across the canyon to see that the top 5th of the 8000' mountain on the Other side of the canyon is WHITE! I am prepared for rain but not snow so the trip is over except for hiking my self and ALL my gear for a two week stay back out. I wait till noon, as that is when the rain will stop, it does, so I pack up all my wet gear and make it back up to the next level of forest and note that the clouds are massing again so I set up camp again. It starts raining before I have all my stuff in the tent, grumble. I was able to finally get a fire going and cook my steak and spud, enjoyably eat them and it starts to rain again.
I kicked out this flatish spot for my tent and quickly got it setup

this is a picture of the trail I came in on, what you can't see it!
side canyon the tent is pitched on
view from my tent the next morning and why I hiked out
tent pitch on my way out very wet! 
Steak cooking fire
The next morning trying to dry things out before packing them up.
Going back in the history files of simple tent years -
late summer
not summer!
So TNET is telling me I can have only 40 pics per post so I guess that means I need to start a second post for this long tale of adventures, As The World Turns!....................63bkpkr
Along the NFAR














13 Jan 2017 Continuation
After I park my 92 Bronco at the end of the Jeep road, my prospecting comes after dropping down the canyon wall to the river valley ~ 3000 vertical feet below. "Many Years Ago" I purchased a Kelty brand external frame backpack, the model is a Sherpa, and the model name should give you an idea about the volume of the pack. My typical pack weight at the top of the trail at the start of most trips is about 85 light pounds though once when I was in really good shape I carried in a 115 pound pack, not bad for a guy who's about 5' 10" tall weighing at that time ~ 155 lbs. Anyway here are a couple of pictures of the pack on two trips.


Camps - where would any trip be without a camp:













So, I'm minding my own business hiking down this sidewall into a very rugged and remote area when I look up and see that the clouds are closing in on me. I pop out of a section of 'Mountain Misery plants' to find sort of an opening on the hillside, I figure it is time for me to kick out a "flat spot" and put up my tent. I just had the tent up, all my gear inside the tent and it starts to rain. Well, no steak and potato that night. I wake up in the morning and I can see my breath, it is still raining but I feel that something is not right. I unzip the tent and fly and look out across the canyon to see that the top 5th of the 8000' mountain on the Other side of the canyon is WHITE! I am prepared for rain but not snow so the trip is over except for hiking my self and ALL my gear for a two week stay back out. I wait till noon, as that is when the rain will stop, it does, so I pack up all my wet gear and make it back up to the next level of forest and note that the clouds are massing again so I set up camp again. It starts raining before I have all my stuff in the tent, grumble. I was able to finally get a fire going and cook my steak and spud, enjoyably eat them and it starts to rain again.





Steak cooking fire


Going back in the history files of simple tent years -


So TNET is telling me I can have only 40 pics per post so I guess that means I need to start a second post for this long tale of adventures, As The World Turns!....................63bkpkr
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