We visited Whitewater Preserve twice this year – both times
on a short schedule. This is one of our favorite outings when we visit Southern
California (see 2012 and 2013). The light and sweep of sky and land is spectacular, and
the plants and landscape seem to change from visit to visit.
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Snow capped Mount San Jacinto |
The Visitor Center was closed for parking lot repairs on our
first visit. Undeterred, we hiked up the dry river bed to enjoy the plants and
vistas. In past years, a healthy creek has flowed through the river bed, varying
its course from year to year. Not this time. We could see signs of the recent
rainstorm, but the water had soaked into the sand. The nearby mountains still
had snow from the downpour of the previous day.
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Whitewater River bed |
We saw a great display of wild grape vine (Vitis girdiana). The vines are
frequently draped over shrubs and plants, and look like they are strangling
their hosts. But here, clinging to a boulder, they seemed more appealing. We also
saw a natural “rock wall” in the form of a dry river bed. I love finding these in situ landscaping examples.
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Wild grape vine |
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River bed |
Blossoms were few and far between. As with last year, the
Yucca blossoms were almost non-existent; the few we saw seemed small and
malformed. The drought continues to take its toll. But we did see lavender
colored Phacelia (Phacelia spp.), and
yellow tree tobacco (Nicotiana glauca).
The willows and cottonwoods were thriving even in this dry year.
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The sand on the right shows evidence of the recent rains |
On our second visit, we ran into the expat Iranians under
the beautiful Cottonwoods at the Visitor Center. We had met them just days
before in Andreas Canyon under the California Fan Palms. They were on their way
back to the Los Angeles area after their desert vacation. What are the odds we
would see them twice!
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Hearty hikers seeking shade |
My folks and I followed the trail up the canyon a ways,
looking for familiar land marks, and comparing and contrasting with previous
years. Everything is bone dry. Still, there is something magical about that river
bed with its big sky and mountains – the sky is brighter, the light is clearer,
the colors more intense.