Ochocos-Twin Pillars Hike

It was a blistery day with temps around 5-15 degrees, but it was dry. The dry air made the snow fall like I hadn't seen before. Think of when you're in your house with the sun shining thru' a window. You fluff a pillow and the dust glimmers in the sun, falling ever so slowly. That's how the snow fell on this day. Travis and I embarked from Wild Cat campground above Prineville to get a snowy view of the Twin Pillars.

A 5 mile one way trip through the light snow was pretty easy along the Twin Pillars Trail following the East Fork of Mill Creek. As you can see, the snow wasn't even deep enough to warrant snowshoes.



The Twin Pillars are a unique formation. The Ochocos (o-cho-co-s), now 175 miles from the ocean were originally formed as volcanoes along the coast about 50 million years ago-long before the High Cascades (Three Sisters, Hood etc) existed. About 25 million years ago, the Ochocos stopped erupting and the Old Cascades (now the worn foothills east of the Willamette Valley) erupted and buried Central and Eastern Oregon in ash. These ash deposits hardened over time.

After millions of years, the majority of the ash has eroded away. Several places, Whistler Point, Steins Pillar and the 200 foot tall Twin Pillars are what remains of the hardened ash.

Here you see the pillars rising up out of the ridge above the Mill Creek Watershed.

Fires in the area several years back have left the forest looking barren, but starkly beautiful in the winter.

There were quite a sight to see up close-giant rock jutting out of nowhere. There's not much like this anywhere.

Cascades-Three Fingered Jack

The trailhead for Three Fingered Jack is located just above the Santaim Pass off Hwy 20. I started out very early just as the sun was awakening. The plan was to hike an 11 1/2 mile loop. I wanted to view Three Fingered Jack from the western side just at its base and then head cross country to Santiam Lake.

The area was burned several years ago. Burn areas are somewhat depressing to be in during the summer. Everything is dry and paltry. Heat beats down and little relief can be found. In the winter however, burn areas take on a different look. The trees (or effectively their remaining carcases) reflect the light with shadows that give them a really interesting quality.

The map of the trek.

Snow had fallen a few days earlier, but at this low elevation, starting off at 4,800 feet, the going was easy.

Frost was still glimmering on the evergreens.

An odd formation along the trail. This a huge pile of rocks that almost constitutes a butte. This pile of lava rock is a few miles to the south of Three Fingered Jack. According to the history of that volcanic explosion, this rock oozed out in chunks and gathered here. This pile is some 300 feet high.

The sun shining upon a frozen bog in the early morning.

Maxwell Butte at 6,220 feet. A trail on the left (SW) flank of the butte leads to Maxwell Sno-Park along the Santiam Hwy about 4 miles to the west. Might make a good hike with the boys some day.

Indeed while I didn't see any humans for the 10 hours on this expedition, I did see a bunch of deer tracks and coyote tracks like this one above.

Commentary and silence at Three Fingered Jack.


After 4 hours of mellow going, I reached the based of Three Fingered Jack-7,841 feet. During my hike to this spot at 6,300 feet, I found the best view of the mountain. The mountain was named because from the east, the now eroded volcanic plug sticks up like a finger as does two adjacent surrounding points of rock. This is clearly not apparent from the west.

I wanted to scramble up that ridge on the right of the photo so badly and it looked totally doable. However, being solo you have to take precautions. For one, I hadn't told anyone I was doing that-going off trail and bagging the peak so if I got into trouble, I'd be hard to find. Secondly, I had been out to the point when I had to start thinking about the amount of remaining daylight. Perhaps the only down side to winter hiking.

Even with all that the most stirring and compelling reason not to summit Three Fingered Jack on this day was the unique situation. Everything had frozen overnight at that elevation. The silence that had existed at 5,000 feet was gone. The midday sun was melting everything and the crash of ice from trees was making such a cacaphony it was eerie. The mountain also spoke out. When I took this picture, about every 10 seconds, another rock would peel off the mountain and crash down. Great motivation to not climb!

I turned to the west and then cross country hiked to Santiam Lake and then south back the car. A wonderful day...

Derrick Cave

Hot Lava, Cold War Relic

Fort Rock basin, about 60 miles south of Bend, Oregon, flowed hot with lava about 13,000 years ago. The remnants of the seen in the 45 square mile Devils Garden area. The landscape is dotted with splatter cones, odd looking buttes, calderas, and caves. This area has some amazing features that most people do not know about including Crack In the Ground and Fort Rock itself. The main vent for the Devils Garden Basalt Flows formed to its south and became Derrick Cave (named after a local rancher). The site had another use 50 years ago as a nuclear fallout shelter stocked with food & water.

The lava tube is about a 1/4 mile long with a sandy floor, skylights, & different levels.

Drake, Shane, and I headed out and reached the cave in about an hour and half from Bend.

The ceiling in some areas must be about 40 feet high.

Kids will find rocks and crevasses everywhere to crawl around

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Directions:

The area is accessible via a bumpy dirt road that is a blast for the kids, but you'll need to stay focused and keep your sense of direction wits about you. Heading east from Bend, take Highway 20 to Forest Road 23 and turn right. You'll find this road after you climb the Horse Butte grade and come down the hill from the Dry River Canyon. From there you want to keep on making choices that keep you heading south. You leave 23 when it splits off to the right and you stay straight on 2325. Be patient, this road is dicey and will bump you around under and across the power line corridor for a long time. You will eventually see some distinct splatter cones along the road. There is a parking lot just below them set amongst a gathering of large Ponderosa pines (a tree you haven't seen a ton of in the last hour).