After a week of doing short hikes near our AirBnB in the Red Rock Canyon Open Space (a couple miles south of the Garden of the Gods) acclimating to the 6200′ elevation of Colorado Springs I did my first “big” hike to the top of Cheyenne Mountain. Cheyenne Mountain is the big mountain just to the south of Colorado Springs. It is the home of Norad and, until 2018, you could not (legally) climb to the top. In 2018 the Cheyenne Mountain Park trail system was extended to allow access to the peak.
According to the park trail maps this is a ~16.5 mile round trip hike with a 3200′ altitude gain. The high point of 9,300′ is a rocky promontory on the east face of the mountain called Robbers Roost. It’s where I ate my lunch.
I got to the park after a short 20 minute drive and was on the trail by 6:30. An early start is important as it is hitting 90 degrees in the afternoon now and afternoon thunderstorms are almost a given. I started the trail with 3 liters of water and was glad for each drop.
From the parking lot ($9 day fee) the Talon trail winds south and then west for 3.5 miles climbing slightly. The real ascent begins with the Dixon trail heading first west to catch the south rib of the mountain and then north to the top. After 2.5 miles on the Dixon (6 miles into the hike) I reached the “No Horses/No Bikes” sign indicating things were about to get real.
For the next mile or so the trail is steep and rocky. Near the top are the remains of an old plane wreck (from the year after I was born!)
I split from the Dixon to take the Dragons Backbone trail. This “trail” (it really is an extended rock scramble) runs along the eastern top of the mountain and has all the great views of Colorado Springs (see map).
At the northern end of the Backbone is Robbers Roost, a rocky promontory that requires a 20′ scramble up a cleft in the rock face to reach the top. This is the highest point on the trail and where I had my lunch.
I left the top about 10:45 and headed down. I ran into my first hiker of the day about halfway down. I was back at the trail head (completely out of water) by 1:00 PM beating the afternoon thunderstorms (with hail) by a good 2 hours! I wondered about those folks who were at least two hours behind me.
Sims Bayou is a combination of a natural and channelized bayou. The bottom of the bayou is made up of interlocking concrete blocks, and is flat, unlike the other channelized bayous that have a central deep channel. And this made it tough to kayak because, even with recent rains, it was very shallow, especially west of MLK Boulevard. My kayak only needs about a foot or two of depth but there were several sections where I was scraping the bottom.
I took the Metro Red Line south to the end of the line and started hiking toward Sims Bayou at Scott where I put in and started paddling. There was very little flow and it was very shallow.
I had to portage around one very low bridge a mile or so east of Cullen.
Saw the usual wildlife, turtles, birds and lots and lots of big fish.
After kayaking a bit over six miles, paddling the whole way since there was almost no current, I pulled out at Reveille Park in Southeast Houston. From there I hike to the southern end of the Metro Purple line for the ride home.
Got an early start walking to the Ensemble/HCC Metro station and was on a train around 6:00 AM (foolishly trying to beat the heat) heading north.
Took it to the end of the line and then starting hiking west on Crosstimbers. Five miles (or so) later I was on the White Oak Bayou Hike/Bike trail looking for a way into the bayou.
The bayou was flowing nicely. I had found a NOAA website that shows flow rates and depths of the bayous around Houston (NOAA) . It showed that the bayou was a bit over it’s nominal low depth from the recent rains.
This was my second “channelized” bayou and, like Braes Bayou, the current was moving nicely, making for easy paddling. But there is NO SHADE at all so I’m glad it was early in the morning.
Did not see as much wildlife as on the wilder bayous (as expected) but did see some birds, a few turtles and the ever-present fish. And there are some big guys in there. And something causing the fish to jump, one almost ended up on my boat.
For the first 8 miles or so the bayou moved nicely with even a few short sections of rapids. The cross-section of the bayou is not a uniform depth. The sides are quite shallow, sometimes even dry. I had to stay in the deeper center part which is only about 10-12 feet wide so I had to pay attention to keep from bottoming out. On the plus side, there were almost no obstructions (i.e. tires, trees, shopping carts).
I took one short side trip a few hundred yards up Little White Oak Bayou which enters into WO Bayou just west of the I-45, I-10 interchange.
As I neared downtown the flow slowed to almost no noticeable movement and the concrete ended. It got prettier and harder. Typical.
After about 10 miles of so White Oak Bayou empties into Buffalo Bayou just across from Allens Landing. I paddled over and pulled out. Buffalo Bayou was moving well from all the recent rain. Then a short walk to the UH Metro station and heading home.
The only kayak-able part of Buffalo Bayou I had not done was a 5 mile section from the West Belt to Briarbend Park. This turned out to be a surprisingly fun little section with several small rapids and cool animal sitings.
I biked to Briarbend Park, left my bike and hiked out to the West Belt. There is a pretty good put-in spot under the freeway (i.e. no mud, no brambles).
I saw lots of birds and the largest turtle I have ever seen – it’s shell was at least 3 feet across. And a very large fish – at least 3 feet long – surfaced next to my boat. The bayou is teeming with fish.
The pullout point is just past some rapids which made for an exciting exit.
And it is important to hit this pull-out as the next one is 3-4 miles downstream.
For my first attempt at a “channelized” section of a Bayou, I picked Braes Bayou from just inside Loop 610 back to Hermann Park. Large swaths of Houston Bayous were turned into concrete ditches in the middle of the last century for flood mitigation (the efficacy of which is open to debate).
Getting in (and out) of these sections isn’t always easy. Fortunately most of the bayous have escape stairs (for people who fall in, I would guess) every half mile or so. And that is how I entered (and exited).
I expected this to be less fun because the view is pretty monotonous, but I was surprised. The water moved much faster than in the more natural sections so I had to pay more attention to stay in the middle (the depth is not constant, the sides are very shallow) and there were several small rapid sections. And…. any day on the water is a good day!
I missed my planned egress point because I was moving so fast and had to exit at the next available spot. I had enough fun to try another channelized bayou – thinking of White Oak Bayou.
To get to Green’s Bayou in far east Houston I left my bike at home and took the kayak and trailer on Metro Rail north to the final stop and started hiking east along Crosstimber Road. After 10 miles or so I arrived at a bridge over Greens Bayou (Ley Road) where I had heard I could gain access to the bayou:
Right. After 20 minutes of bushwalking through steep brambles I managed to get to a spot where I could inflate my kayak and drop down to the water.
Greens Bayou is the wildest of the Houston Bayous. It is wide, deep and has lots of wildlife as it winds it’s way south to join Buffalo Bayou about five miles west of north Galveston Bay. I saw two alligators – did not get a picture of the second one as I was too busy paddling away!
And, while it was quite a bit more bucolic than Buffalo Bayou, there was still the odd bit of urban junk in the water.
And there was no current – it was like paddling in a lake.
I kayaked about five miles and was just beginning to think about looking for a pull-out when I passed a tiny little side channel. When I went up it to explore I found myself at an “official” access point in Strickland Park. Of course there were no signs on the bayou so I found it purely by chance.
And I enjoyed a snack waiting for my lovely wife to come pick me up. No more hiking today!
My biggest bike/hike/kayak trip yet was to far west Houston. I left my bike at the beltway and hiked west to Hwy 6 where I managed, with some difficulty, to get the kayak into the water where I discovered that the water was only a few inches deep. For the next mile or so I had to hop out out every 100 feet and drag my kayak over logs, rocks and shallows.
Slowly, as side channels added more water, the depth increased and the portaging sections got farther apart.
The bayou had a lot of obstructions which generated some small rapids in a few places which added a bit of excitement and fun to what was, at the beginning, a real slog.
Got back to my bike after 6 or 7 miles of bayou kayaking where I began a long ride home.
Biked up to downtown and entered Buffalo Bayou heading east. I took the Bayou to just west of Turkey Bend, where I started seeing commercial barge traffic and heavy industry on both sides of the Bayou. The end of the Houston Ship Channel is only a couple miles east.
As the bayou heads east it gets wider and deeper becoming a commercial waterway.
I made it to just west of Turkey Bend where a large barge was being loaded with scrap metal and I turned back to a lovely little take-out spot with a nice dock.
From here I hiked back to my bike at the Sabine Bridge.
For my second kayak trip I used my new bike trailer to bike down to MacGregor Park where I left my bike and started kayaking Braes Bayou east. Braes Bayou is “channelized” west of here but from here east it is quite natural.
At one point I took a side channel through a culver.
I saw a little wildlife, mostly turtles and birds.
As the bayou nears Buffalo Bayou (within a mile or so) it opens up and becomes more industrial.
At this point I decided things were getting too commercial so I turned around and found a pull out spot in Mason Park.
I packed up the kayak and humped back to my bike in Macgregor Park.
For my first test of my inflatable Kayak I hiked to Buffalo Bayou and the West Loop (610). Things got off to a rocky start when I slipped and fell in the mud trying to get the kayak into the water. My first lesson on kayaking Houston Bayous – access is often problematic.
I saw numerous birds. I saw the largest woodpecker I’ve ever seen with a bright red head (but, unfortunately did not get a picture). And turtles. Lot and lots of turtles.
I was pretty pleased with the kayak. The five mile or so hike was not great – the kayak hip belt rides too high and, since the back is frameless, you carry all the weight on your shoulders. Five or 6 miles is probably the limit for carrying it.
I paddled into downtown and then back against the current (which isn’t much) to get to a pullout point just west of the Sabine Bridge.