I have very fond memories of this area, and I used to explore it as a teenager with my friends on a regular basis. We used to frequently practice our shooting skills, and one summer I spent at least 15 days camping in the nearby hills with my friends. I also learned some valuable life lessons. The most important is never give a gun to someone with little experience, and no education in gun safety practices. I had the closest brush with death in my lifetime near this mountain. I climbed to the summit on a couple of occasions, the last was in October 1997 with my good friend Jackson. It was a cool day, and after spending some time getting his 4X4 stuck in the mud we decided to make a climb to the summit. The views from the top were incredible, and we had a great time.
I found a spot, parked, then headed up cross country, dodging one area that was marked for no trespassing (a limited area). I was delighted with the great views I had and surprised at how much I enjoyed the hike of this little mountain (or hill if you prefer).