
Accompanying me this trip were a few friends and one Hikin' Joyce, girl hiker extraordinaire. This was Joyce's third summit, her first being at age 6.
We took the Sid Davis route, a nice little route that leads to Tamarack Valley. The last little bit before the Quartz campsite is quite steep, so here we are taking a little breather.
After passing through Tamarack Valley, we headed up the old "Tamarack" trail, sometimes called the "Ranger" trail. It goes from Tamarack Valley up to the trail coming north from Wellman Divide. It was abandoned because "the area is a deer breeding area" which of course is utter nonsense. Deer do not breed in chinquapin thickets. This cover story was created in an effort to garner public compliance. The real reason for the abandonment was to make the trip longer to the peak so as to limit the number of people reaching the top.
Apparently the trail has fallen into disuse since the pandemic. I last did this trail pre-pandemic, and while the brush was encroaching, there was still enough traffic to keep things essentially open. Today, the trail is quite a bushwhack in sections, and one has to bull one's way through waist high brush. The trail now is interesting as a historical artifact of the CCC from the 1930's but it no longer is a faster way to the peak.
Finally, one reaches the trail coming north from Wellman Divide. Time for the veteran hiker to grab a quick rest in the shade.
The next point of interest is the really cool summit hut also built by the CCC in the 1930's. The roof looks to be in reasonably good shape -- thanks I understand to local volunteers who are keeping it up.
Of course, famous celebrities like leaving their mark in the summit hut's guest book.
Apparently the emergency food cupboard is run by Old Mother Hubbard because the cupboard is pretty much bare. The only food I recognized was three packets of instant oatmeal. I suppose the problem of pilferage (by people not rodents!) precludes keeping the cupboard stocked. Imagine a scum bag so low as to steal emergency supplies for the sake of convenience. It also happens to the emergency water on the Skyline route. It's difficult to comprehend what might bring someone to stoop so low.
I also noticed that a few of the slats in one of the bunk beds is broken. There also seems to be a dearth of insulation pads. I saw maybe one or two ultra thin insulation pads in the rafters, but nothing really that would keep someone warm in a pinch. Are donations accepted? I've got a couple of old plain closed cell foam pads that I can donate. I also saw only one sleeping bag tucked into the rafters. I'd be happy to spring for a military surplus bag or something like that, in other words, something affordable but nothing fancy -- but it might safe a life. Or has the problem of pilferage gotten so bad that such is no longer a good idea?
At long last, the accomplished alpinist reaches her goal, dragging her huffing and puffing old man behind her. There's a new sign atop the peak saying "Mt San Jacinto Peak" which cracks me up. Summit names include either "Mount" or "Peak" but not both. It's sort of like naming something the Department of Redundancy Department. The correct name of the high point of the San Jacinto Mountains is San Jacinto Peak. For reasons unknown the State Park was named erroneously and there's been confusion ever since.
The views from the summit are fantastic. Here's a view of Tahquitz Peak. Can you make out the fire lookout?
Here's another pic, this time of Marion Mountain. Note that there are two summits and that the rightmost (west) summit is clearly higher. The topo maps only have a spot height for the lower, east summit for some reason. The summit block of the west summit of Marion Mountain is a really fun, short class 3 climb. To the left of Marion Mtn is Shirley Peak. To the right is Mt. Saint Ellens. To the right of that is little Joyce Peak, or at least that's what I call it.

Looking across to the range to the north, we get a great view of San Gorgonio Mountain, the highest point in Southern California at 11,499' (or 11,502' depending on which source you look at).
From the summit, we headed back to the tram, taking the route via Wellman Divide and Round Valley. No need to repeat our earlier chinquapin bushwhack. To my surprise, the "spring" in Round Valley at the trail junction by the old ranger station was flowing albeit slowly.
Taking the tram down, we descended into the inferno. Whereas temperatures had been comfortable on the summit, indeed chilly in the breeze, it was like an oven down below, but what a great respite from the heat while we were up top -- and on such a gorgeous mountain. We are privileged indeed to have such in our backyard.
HJ