HORSEBACK AMERICA
Mendocino Pass
(Winter '98)
Dane Hartwell
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After a long, snowy few months in the high country it was our decision to ride to the milder Pacific Coast. The Sacramento Valley was a pleasant change from the rugged mountains we left behind. It seemed strange to be on flat ground and in civilization. Tehama, California was the first town we rode through. With the short days of December we were forced to make camp in the city park as darkness approached. We camped in a dry creek bed that went through the park and were hidden by the steep banks. We set up camp just in time to watch a 49'rs game on our 5 inch TV.

 


The next morning we put up the solar panels and batteries in the sunny lawn for a quick charge wile we packed the horses. Very soon after, a big fire truck drove up to the solar array. Somebody had reported a bomb in the park. The friendly driver laughed after I explained the electronics. Then the park caretaker drove up and I had to come up with an explanation for why I was there. He asked if I was camping in the park. Miraculously, the horses were quiet and nobody knew they were hiding just 50 feet away. We succeeded in another "campground caper".

We stopped by a store and spent our last $5 on a giant pack of corn tortillas. We debated buying either the tortillas or splitting a hamburger when the aroma passed our noses from the Cafe. After several months of dried food and no fresh produce I told Gretchen I would die for a fresh orange. We rode about two blocks where a lady picking oranges gave us a dozen. They were the best we have ever eaten. Then I said I wanted lemons and a short time later we rode by a tiny lemon tree growing wild on the side of the road. They were very mild.

Next I decided I wanted some persimmons and someone gave us persimmons and more lemons. I was thinking about grapefruit when a lady gave us some of those. Incredibly, just as I was thinking about walnuts, sure enough, we were given a big bag of walnuts. We were running out of space for any more fruit.!

We rode through the tiny 'berg of Paskenta and had to camp on the side of the road. We were hungry and jokingly said it would be nice if someone would invite us to dinner. About 10 minutes later a girl drove up and invited us to dinner. It was the best! these people lined us up with a week's work for an 80 year old resident of this small town. This kind lady was very informative about our next big obstacle - the Mendicino Pass in the Coastal Range. She, along with many of her friends, tried to stop us from riding over the snow-covered mountain. The forest service on both sides of the mountain also tried to persuade us not to ride the pass, saying we would not be able to make it. The Coastal Range can get a tremendous amount of snow in a short period of time, since it is the first range to block the moist marine weather coming from the ocean. For that reason, we kept track of every storm all winter and we had a good idea how much snow would be in the Cascade, Sierra and Coastal ranges and we knew we could make it. With the TV, scanner and Ham radio, we can follow any developing storms and have plenty of time to drop to a lower elevation if needed. With a clear 5-day forecast and the Doppler radar showing a large high pressure system, we started the pack string up the mountain.

We ran into snow quicker than expected. I told Gretchen I was craving an apple. She laughed and said "Fat chance for that!" A few minutes later a small pickup trick slid to a stop on the icy mountain back road. The man was coming from his mountain orchard and had a truck load of apples. He offered us and the horses all we could carry. We were filling all the empty spaces we could find as the horses were eating from the truck bed.

We rode up above 5,000 feet elevation and made camp in the snow, leaving the fruitful Sacramento Valley far below. This night just happened to be a record cold that destroyed 80% of the citrus crops in Northern California. It was too cold to pitch the tent but we stayed warm sleeping on our saddle blankets next to a 6 foot fire in the subzero temperatures.

The Hinterland's Community
Main House

After a two day ride we made it over the Coastal Range and started down the mountain and out of the snow. We were looking for a place to camp when we were invited to stay at a commune-type community. It was a beautiful place with solar and hydropower. We spent two weeks at the community, enjoying a wonderful Christmas.
The horses were getting thin from the low protein in the winter grass so we decided to ride to Covelo, inside the Round Valley Reservation, in search of work. We gave a presentation to the Covelo Riding Club and a private school. The kids all did a report on us and drew pictures of us all.

We worked off the price of a new horse on a Peruvian Paso breeding ranch. We found one of our horses had a chronic kidney problem. Not only did "Rocky" had serious health problems but was an awful trail horse, and that could be life-threatening in the high mountains. We replaced him with a very elegant Peruvian Paso gelding named "Gonzo".

Each year we have purchased expensive horses only to find that they do not work out and then sell them dirt-cheap. This is not particularly a breed problem, since we have had trouble with horses of many different breeds. We may also have been too gullible in our horse-dealing. This has been a major problem to our expedition and has at times been a threat to our lives. Luckily, this time, someone went out of their way to give us a dynamic horse whom they loved, rather than a cull.

Now, we finally have all the right horses!
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