Today I went back to look for the P-38 that went down in 1944 below Mt Yale and Mt Harvard (Mt Wilson area). This was my 5th trip to find this thing, which is a bit ridiculous. The first 3 times I went to look for this thing were back in 2016. I only found a few parts, and some evidence of a salvage operation. So I assumed that the site was picked clean, and moved on with my life. Recently I stumbled on somebody else's photos that showed a more extensive crash site, so clearly there was much more to find. The 4th trip was a few weeks ago. It was a day where nothing went right, and the trip was cut short, and ended at the hospital. I kinda liked the search plan, though, so today I came back to check out the area I planned to search the last time.
I drove to Mt Wilson, biked down the toll road, and stashed the bike near the switchback SW of Mt Yale. Then I traversed N on foot. The idea was to stay at the 4200ft contour (as mentioned in one of Pat Macha's books). Previously I was above that level. The whole thing is a steep slope with lots of brush. Initially it's open enough such that you can make progress reasonably quickly, even though there's lots of poison oak. Then you hit a big gully (Harvard branch of Eaton Canyon), and past that the brush is much thicker. It was really slow going, and kinda unpleasant. Eventually I decided that I was far enough, and that it wasn't supposed to be this much of a pain in the ass. I took a break at my turnaround point
Yeah. Time for a plan B. I did find a few scattered things in 2016, and even though I looked around the area back then (3 different times!) it still made the most sense that the crash site would be close to where I found the parts. So I turned around, and headed back at a higher elevation. And when approaching the previously-found parts, I found the full crash site immediately; no searching required. What's the opposite of beginner's luck?
There's a LOT of stuff here. Full set of photos is on my server. There's lots of honeycomb-like material:
Each tube here is pretty long, so this maybe isn't structural? Some sort of cooling thing, maybe? Lots more brake disks:
This one is noteworthy because the tree at the bottom-right of the photo is growing through it. This was here for a while. Lots of stuff:
There're lots of various body parts, with some looking beefier than others:
Some of this was armored? Stuff, some with part numbers:
More "cooling" stuff?
Getting close to the engine?
Ah yes. Crankshaft:
The other one is off to the side
Landing gear:
There was a very beat-up antler sitting among the parts, so I was able to bring home SOME souvenir:
Rather than fight the brush, I climbed a rocky gully just S of the crash site all the way to the ridge. This still had some brush, and was somewhat technical, and involved extra gain, but it still saved lots of time. Eventually I was on the ridge:
As I was climbing up, a bird was repeatedly dive-bombing into the canyon next to me. It was impressively loud. Here he is, looking for dinner:
He never crashed, so I didn't have to go find him too.