(3 hikers are there)Ten of us took Stevens Trail down to the American River for an 8 mile round trip 1500 foot elevation change. Grace, Priscilla, Karen, Jo, Akiko, Tami, Frank and Ellen, John and Elly hiked the long but beautiful trail down to the end. Some down and outers were camped there and glared at us through their bushy faces as we approached their campfire around which they were shivering in the shade. We greeted each other, exchanged panning jokes, and went further along the rocks to a couple of small sunny spots to enjoy the river during lunch. After lazing around in the sun for quite a while we figured the trail was not going to tip the other way and we would have to go uphill all the way back. Passing the panners, we were sure we recognized at least one of these hairy homeless fellows. Their camp was quite spread out with buckets everywhere and we didn't see any panning while we were there. Is there a better time of day to pan? On the way back up we explored a cave that was man made for reasons we couldn't figure out.
(Both photos by Frank who says that everyone is in the one to the left but 3 eager beavers are impossible to spot.)The other group was made up of 5 hikers (Marilyn S., Selma, Mary, Jim, and Jan) who hiked 6 miles and looked quite pink when we all showed up at the meeting place at the same time. They had gone somewhere in the American Canyon, too.
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