Hikers Flock to Sheep Peak
May 10, 2003
and Photos by Raoul Kennedy
Bob Greer led this hike which took place on Saturday, May 10. Participants
were Ali, Alan Nakashima, Mike Deal, Howard, Mike Shackleford, David
Platt (a visiting guest from California), Jim Albamont, Luba, Nick,
Harlan and myself.
After meeting, we caravanned up 95 to Corn Creek Road, turned right,
drove to Cow Camp (some 12 miles), and made a left at an unmarked fork
in the road. This is a long and bone-rattling ride if your suspension
isn't high-tech. The trailhead (elev. 5,750 ft.) was a sight for sore
rear-ends, and at the trailhead it already felt like we'd hiked two
We approached the peak from the north side via a wash. Bighorn sheep
skulls and bones lined the way up giving new meaning to "Sheep"
Peak. Snow patches starting at 8,000 feet added a little (cold) spice
to our hike. I was the "caboose" and at this point radioed
to Bob for permission to make a snowman, which he graciously granted
me. On the way up, I learned that giving blood prior to a hike can pose
a challenge on the uphills. We stopped for lunch at the saddle and shortly
after moved onto the peak (elev. 9,750 ft.).
view from the top was breathtaking: the multicolored desert floor, the
snow-capped Spring Mountains to the southwest, the snowy north face
of the Sheep Mountain Range, Mt. Hayford to the north, and of course,
Las Vegas to the south. The sign-in book's first entry was from July
1975, the year of top-grossing movie classics One Flew Over the Cuckoo's
Nest and Jaws. A sprinkling of Russian, Mandarin Chinese and Italian
could be heard at the top as Luba, Mike S. and David compared linguistic
Bob, map in hand, decided to trailblaze the return route. Early on the
way back down we bumped into what appeared to be a weather station.
The hikers surrounding this contraption and contemplating its meaning
was reminiscent of mysterious oblong column scene in the movie 2001.
Further down, Harlan pointed out that brachiopods and snails were embedded
in the 600 million year old rock we passed by.
After a long descent involving a convoluted succession of steep ridges
and gullies, at times it was hard to imagine we were making headway
to the parked vehicles we had left many hours ago. But coming over the
last ridge, we were delighted to see the cars parked directly below
us. The route couldn't have been planned better thanks to Bob's no-need-for-a-GPS