In a momentous event, March Mountain High School recently unveiled their brand-new cosmetology department at a heartwarming ribbon-cutting ceremony. We were honored to attend the morning festivities where we welcomed the high school students to an exciting opportunity to not only earn valuable credits toward their graduation but also to gain hands-on experience and fundamental skills for a future career path.
The new elementary school in San Jacinto, California will be completed in March 2025.
As a tradition to kick-off the new year, the PCH Architects team reflects on our accomplishments this past year by highlighting the projects that stand out as favorites. The year brought new opportunities to bring our vision into our work…
Firm Associate and lead designer Lis Zuloaga and other team members, including Kenia Quintos, collaborated to develop a massing model. The model illustrated the project’s design, volume, height, and shape. We struck a favorable chord with our approach and turned a twenty-five-year-old dream into a tangible project that the district’s selection committee could visualize. In 2020, we were awarded the project.
With all the abbreviations that were new to me, I can almost hear those around begin to correct what a T.I. is -- “Mo-der-ni-za-tion”. Others may even cringe at past projects of tenant improvements where planning is not always part of the process. Why should we (Architects/Designers, et al.) give above and beyond for such projects? Reasonable question but none one of which I’m referring to. What does a TI have to do with hiking?
Have you ever had a preconceived notion and were surprised and regretted that you had ever had it?
We are human and all possess preconceived ideas based on fact, hearsay, and personal experience. These preconceived feelings and thoughts help us make decisions throughout the day and throughout our lives; decisions as to where we may travel, events we attend or don’t attend, people we meet or decide not to meet.
Recently, I prepared for an interview with a client with whom I was unfamiliar. With only a week to prepare, the pressure was on. Public speaking has never been my forte. I researched the client, read their Request for Proposal, and studied numerous emails to make sure I understood exactly what they were expecting. I gathered images of projects that best suited the scope and program and I laid down a rough outline of the speech. Name, title and where I work. Check. Talk about firm history and why we are the A&E team to best partner with for the project. Check. Feel lots of anxiety. Check. I couldn’t sleep well the night before and I was edgy. After refining many renditions of my presentation, my team went to the show. I was very nervous and the weather was too warm for my black suit and tie. I thought, “Great, they can’t blame me for being nervous – it’s the heat.” The interview ended up being very casual; and the client, a nine-person panel, was accommodating, engaging, interested, curious, and made us feel at home. The pressure let off and I think we did a marvelous job. In retrospect, my preconceived notion was erroneous and what resulted was a positive outcome.
Recently, an opportunity to battle yet again with my preconceived notions occurred. Several months ago, our firm was contacted by an organization seeking to allow a young student interested in a career in architecture to “job shadow” someone in our firm. Our firm has been asked to job shadow before on several occasions so this was nothing new. However, the student came from a “disadvantaged” background. Some details were explained, but nothing on a more personal level, and I politely did not want to pry. I admit that I’m only human and imperfect and a preconceived notion did arise in my mind. When the student showed up that morning, on-time and dressed professionally, upon finally meeting face-to-face, I was embarrassed for having thought what I had. The young person standing in front of me was a gentleman and proved in the end to be much more. If I hadn’t heard the word “disadvantaged” maybe those preconceived notions would not have grown in mind.
It doesn’t matter where we come from, but where we’re going. This young man was already on an upward trajectory. I advised him to continue improving his AutoCAD skills and to be diligent in his studies, because we would be interested in hiring him as an intern… and maybe someday as a full-time employee. Who knows, someday he may become an architect and possibly a firm partner?
I have so much to learn! Preconceived notions made me prepare for the worst-case scenario in the interview and a single word was fertile ground to grow an idea about someone that was not anything close to reality. I regret that, especially in today’s climate of political correctness.
We must believe in, look for, and focus upon the potential within everyone, realizing that we ALL have something to share, an opportunity to mentor and a responsibility to guide. We must make up our minds to practice how to humbly and intentionally question our preconceived notions before – and I say this now with certainty - the next situation encountered or the next unlikely individual across our path turns the tables on our thinking and teaches us something about ourselves.
PCH is pleased to announce the promotion of Lis Zuloaga to the level of Associate in the firm.
Over the past three years and especially within the past few months, Lis has shown exceptional tenacity and flexibility in performing construction administration for a civic project in addition to her usual focus on K-12 educational design. She is dependable, a pleasure to have in the office, and works very well with clients, co-workers, consultants, and increasingly with contractors.
It is admirable to be exceptional at what you do; it is even more admirable to venture past the boundaries of job description and achieve what is beyond expectations. Lis has accomplished and conquered. PCH is grateful for Lis’ efforts and exemplary hard work.
Congratulations Lis!
In recent correspondence with my colleague, Ralph Pacini, he signed off with a valedictory “Just Plain Ole Ralph.” I had to smile. Those words were so customary and recognizably predictable for the man and yet, were paltry and the antithesis to the hands that I knew typed them. The fact remains, Ralph Pacini is anything but “plain” and “ole.”
Ralph Pacini is a “Renaissance Man”, a polymath, a person with an interest and expertise in a wide variety of topics and talents: master architect, avid long-distance cyclist, hiker, golfer, adventurist and a voracious reader. It is not surprising to me that Ralph has provided sure and steady leadership to PCH for the past 32 years.
There is a disarming regularity and economy to the man. In today’s world through which many people frantically dodge to and fro, Ralph remains wholly approachable, walking at a knowledgeable and assured pace, with unusual patience taking time to answer questions about work, to enjoy the friendly competition with the office NFL pool, and typically visiting the local grocery for a salad after regularly cycling at lunchtime throughout Redlands. Where many professionals rely on excess and over-designing as a solution and safeguard, professional experience allows Ralph to do his work economically and skillfully, knowing the project requirements while avoiding the weight and hindrances to completing projects on-time and under budget. Knowing when to be resolute and when to compromise, and wielding the double-barreled weapon of the right amount of self-deprecating humor and loads of common sense – Ralph commands an enviable amount of professional knowledge – the type of office resource who always has an answer.
A former California governor was criticized for his predictability: always wearing a dark suit, daily treadmill workouts and for eating the same lunch every day. Upon closer inspection, these habits actually save time and free the mind to focus the professional on what’s truly important: serving the clients and keeping them happy. Ralph Pacini epitomizes the successful meeting of both goals.
The recent Christmas season was a segue to exciting changes at PCH. Ralph Pacini, the “P” and founding partner of PCH, was taking yet another step closer to retirement. He admitted, thank God, that he’d be around PCH another year or so. We would like to selfishly keep Mr. Pacini forever at PCH. We will eventually miss his daily greeting, “How are you on this fine, salubrious morning?” which was soon followed by “Is it lunch yet?” But we want the best for Ralph and his lovely wife, Christine. And if fewer hours in the office are the reward for a lifetime of hard work, so be it.
I have found that it is indeed possible to simultaneously envy and gratefully applaud someone. I am giving “Just Plain Ole Ralph” a standing ovation for a career well-done and for a life that has been anything but “plain” and “ole.”
Well played, Ralph. Well played.
I don’t like change. I suspect that nobody does. But life is change and I’d like to suggest that change is always a good thing.
Changing circumstances keep us sharp; change causes us to hone our skills; change keeps life fresh and it can re-energize you while undergoing a bad case of project boredom or exhaustion. In short, change causes growth and bestows many blessings affording an opportunity to start anew, to walk down an alternate path, to harmonize with life in a different octave.
December 28 marked the “transition” of Greg Chapman, the “C” of PCH, into a different stage of life: a full-time career as an artist. Note that I did not use the word “retirement” for a reason. True to form, a great creative mind cannot sit idle, not even for a season, but it always transitions into a different means of expression.
What is Greg’s [not so] hidden talent? He is a gifted artist and extraordinary painter, merging architecture with art, creating paintings that possess an eye-popping, bold quality of color complemented by the sharp line, yet observantly respectful of the inconsistencies found in organic forms.
Many famous people are actually multi-talented; in the theater, they are referred to as a “triple threat”, one capable of acting, singing and dancing. Greg Chapman is an architect, artist and administrator. Not only did he found an architecture firm, but he successfully managed it for over 30 years. And now, it’s time for a change.
I have noticed a set of personal qualities consistent through all of my best bosses; a calm, cool demeanor that acknowledges the difficulties of being an architect yet expects the pursuit of excellence - not perfection - in the work you do. Good bosses are generous: monetarily and professionally; they trust you to handle challenges; they forgive you when you mess up; they don’t judge you because they are secure enough to admit that they encountered similar struggles in their careers; they dig deep alongside you on difficult projects; they let you work, letting you run with a project as far as you can without hovering; they let you excel. Greg Chapman has been such a boss. One of the best. And best of all, clients and consultants love him, too.
I admire folks (actors, writers, performers) who, almost unexpectedly, walk away from their lucrative, memorable and popular contributions to the surrounding social, media and cultural landscape while still at the height of popularity. They transition, leaving ubiquitous pleasant memories in the hearts and minds of their admirers, stoking endless nostalgia, hunger and television re-runs. I think of “The Far Side” comic strip, M.A.S.H., Jerry Seinfeld, Greta Garbo, Steven Perry from Journey – all of whom left us thinking, “but we’re not finished enjoying you yet!”
My grandmother and I had this vacation to France planned that we never took. After my son was born, she laid the mantle for embarking on this trip upon him, and after she passed, I inherited her sewing machine that had never been operated, because she was going to “one day learn to sew.” I admire the spunk of people who always have a goal, a destination, a skill to develop, a trip not yet taken, a future plan to look forward to. Such forward thinking is wonderful and inspiring. And Greg Chapman embodies this same spirit of adventure and “trips not yet taken.”
It’s been said that profound and lasting change in our lives, from year-to-year, is best produced by
the books we read and the people we meet. The latter has been most poignant to me lately. I have been changed for the better having worked for Greg Chapman, counting him as a friend and optimistic encourager over the past few years. Heavens, the entire architectural community has been changed for the better!
Good luck and God bless you, Greg! I will miss you.
This past September, Norco Elementary School, one of our two projects with Corona-Norco USD, was completed. A two-year labor of love from design through approvals and finally, through completion. With the holidays fast approaching, we were reminded that the year was quickly coming to a close and that many of our deadlines still loomed. It is sometimes difficult to enjoy the moment; to stand still for a brief time and look back at what we have just experienced and have accomplished. It’s easier said than done.
In mid-October, PCH was invited to the Rededication Ceremony for Norco Elementary School. We had been tasked with providing a new campus façade and image, to remove a classroom wing - which included a tiny MPR and kitchen - an undersized administration building, a dilapidated wooden lunch shelter and a portable staff lounge, all while garnering positive input from the Owner, administrators, educators, staff, community, the students and the parents. In short, we believe this project was successful.
I began to think about the term “Rededication.” The School Principal and one of the CNUSD Board Members explained it well by stating, “We are not only rededicating the newly-constructed buildings, but the public resources, the equipment, the technology, the environment and the personnel as well, back to our students, community, educators and parents, investing in the future and providing the tools to achieve success.”
The ceremony continued with the Student Honor Band christening their new stage in their new Multipurpose Building with beautiful music. The acoustics and lighting were as vibrant and bright as the smiles on every face in the room that morning. I began to think that for a brief moment, we could stand still and not think about the immense workload awaiting us back at the office. I thought about the reason we had dedicated our lives to our craft and career; about the comfort we derive from and the justification for why we do our work each and every day. Our profession does make a difference in the lives of our community. So, let’s be sure to take a moment to stop, look back, and savor all the good work that we have accomplished and to rededicate ourselves to our craft.
I would like to thank the following people, and the many hands that helped with the success of this project:
Corona-Norco USD: for giving us the opportunity to participate in this wonderful endeavor.
Lynne Murray: for her great leadership and fortitude.
CNUSD Board Members: for their dedication to educators, to the students and to the community.
School Principals Marcie and Russ: for looking out for the interests of their educators and students.
Aaron, Souky and the team at West Coast Air: for conducting a vast ensemble of contractors to take a set of sheets and turn them into a reality. Bravo!
All at PCH: for making possible what seemed to be impossible.
Greg Chapman and Ralph Pacini: for their friendship, mentorship and over three decades of dedication to our craft as Architects. God bless them. Love you guys. Truly.
As the lights dimmed, the gathered crowed hushed and my heart-rate quickened. I love live theater. The movement, dances, songs, and story-telling are magical and fire my imagination. My attention is riveted where the spotlight shines. I am absorbed, engulfed, immersed.
I marvel at talented folks who can be on stage, in the spotlight, seemingly without fright. Fearless, bold, laying their souls bare in the “instant” that is live theater. One shot. One performance. In a word: Thrilling.
My wife and I had the opportunity to see an original play at LifeHouse Theater in Redlands. A small, faith-based, community theater showcasing local talent. While LifeHouse Theater also presents Broadway-type plays: Sound of Music, My Fair Lady, Phantom of the Opera, etc., they also present dramas and musicals with a religious message. The play we saw was an exceptional, one-of-a-kind, rendition of the 2000-year-old tale many of us already know; told from the unique perspective of the disciples that lived with Jesus.
Our friend and PCH Architects business partner, Rick Arias, wrote the screenplay, music, and lyrics. It took him almost a full year to see his vision brought to life by a truly talented cast. Quite an accomplishment for an Architect with a full-time day job.
Rick also performed, lending his uplifting voice in song and speech to a variety of different parts. We’ve seen Rick perform before and each time is absolutely stellar.
Once again, we are amazed that our neighbors or co-workers are never fully revealed to us even though we interact with them on a daily basis.It is a blessing when they are bold enough to share their not-so-hidden talents with us and the world.
PCH Architects is a firm believer in helping young students pursue their dreams of becoming licensed and holding the noble title of “Architect.” We have a history of offering opportunities for student interns to work on a myriad of projects of all sizes and in the various phases of design and construction. They are encouraged to participate and shadow our Architects and Project Managers during site visits and client meetings, providing a glimpse into the daily activities of their chosen profession.
Ms. Drew Schoening (pronounced “Shay-ning”) is our newest Intern, having just graduated from Santiago High School in Corona, California. Drew started drawing floor plans at a very early age subsequently triggering her awareness of Architecture. Her interest in the profession intensified while studying with Mr. Bill Brown, a renowned teacher of architecture within the Corona-Norco Unified School District. Her abilities include working in Revit, a Building Information Modeling (BIM) software, and she collaborated on several projects with her classmates while in high school.
Drew has been accepted to Cal Poly Pomona’s School of Environmental Design where she will begin her adventures this Autumn. Her areas of interest include residential architecture and interior design.
During her brief tenure with PCH this summer, her BIM capabilities are being put to the test on several important projects. Ms. Schoening’s pleasant demeanor, work ethic, and verbal eloquence have enhanced our office and will take her far in the profession.
PCH is extremely happy to help begin her journey, offer guidance, and provide exposure to the exceptional profession of Architecture.
San Bernardino National Forest
For example, Rick had spotted a Snow Plant, a vibrant red bloom in a sea of soil and plant remnants. I first thought it to be a piece of trash or plastic toy forgotten by a recent camper’s child. It turned out to be a parasitic and non-photosynthetic plant – without chlorophyll – that sprouts in the late spring under conifers of the Pacific-Southwestern states. However, caught in between, I also saw the results of what certain infestations have wrought: tree carcasses in their last rest after years of being upright to extend and catch the rays of light above the rest. I’m not sure if this is just a natural occurrence in the whole scheme of things. Maybe this is how nature thins out and replaces its mountainous landscape.
Hello there, familiar friend. It has been a year since we last had the pleasure and we are another year older. To some, that does not make much of a difference to their personal physical amplitude. I look around and see how the climate has rendered our vision of your ethereal flora, draping the ridges and valleys.
Sherie and baby
Nonetheless, I’m grateful to have the opportunity to get out with great friends and hike through our local natural treasures. This past Sunday, we strolled in perfect weather from the Foresee Trail head to John’s Meadow. We were a unique bunch: one in our party had four-feet, Moriah, Ralph’s pet “labra-doodle” and the youngest was a two-month old baby! Cushioned in a comfortable front harness/carrier, Sherie’s daughter was lulled to sleep by her mom’s rhythmic strides, up and back from our mountain meadow. We were all impressed with Sherie’s athleticism as were other hikers who smiled with admiration as they passed by a mother with a baby on the trail. What a workout!
Yes, it is time again to train for our next goal: to summit San Gorgonio Peak. Last year, we topped San Jacinto. It was fun, especially since we went via the Palm Springs Aerial Tram. This year will be a new challenge as compared to last year. Even though we have scaled these peaks numerous times, the conditions can be slightly different -- like our bodies. (I’m referring to myself, of course.) Hence, the training hikes. We plan to hike the Wild Horse, Slushy Meadow and Manzanita Flat trails through this next month.
Feel free to join us. Hike on!
2018 Training Hike 1 Forsee Creek - John's Meadow
The TV game show “Fear Factor”, debuting in the early 2000s, once did a segment on public nudity. It’s a ubiquitous, cultural taboo, so ancient that even the Bible mentions it. The brave contestants were willing to perform myriad feats – many involving the use of gruesome insects – most of them pushing against the tide of social norms. But in order to win the prize, the competitors willingly participated.
Many of us will never publicly and willingly expose ourselves in that manner, but whenever an architecture student pins up their design solution for all to see -- sheets representing hours of toil, weeks of internet research, ideas wrung out of a sleep-deprived brain, verbal presentations fueled by adrenaline and caffeine -- I see some similarities between what occurs during a critique (or “crit”) and what we see on Fear Factor; it is an emotionally challenging experience, exposing your thoughts and opinions, a price to pay, in order to move onto the next level toward the goal of graduation and entering a noble profession.
Recently, Redlands architect and long-time friend Xavier Adrian, asked me to be a guest juror on final crits at a design studio he teaches at Cal Baptist University. I agreed before even checking my calendar.
I arrived ½ hour early, met Xavier and together we entered the classroom. Only a few students were pinned up. I could feel the urgent tension in the nearly empty room. When I returned after a lunch of catching up and meeting a fellow juror, those old butterflies began to turn in my stomach. I hadn’t felt those in decades. The students were welcoming and surprisingly calm -- all were hardworking based on their study models and the work pinned up around the room. For a moment, I subconsciously traded places with these students, as if I was about to pin up as well, to have them critique me on my critique.
The crit began. I was transported back to my university. A variety of practicing jurors were sitting, focused, legs crossed, holding white Styrofoam cups of coffee, offering their suggestions to the students. I remember the “cool” jurors: excited, energetic, smiling, encouraging, the ones who picked out all the silver linings in my project and made me grateful to bask in their unconditional positive regard. I also remembered the harsh critiques I – and sometimes my fellow students – endured. I remembered the disarming disappointment of an instructor critiquing aspects that they had never before mentioned. I remember the pride I felt at inviting my wife to my crit and thankfully, receiving extraordinary feedback. I remember the sigh of relief when it would be over – an alternate path to explore, the bullets dodged.
The CBU assignment was incredibly provocative: design a facility on a prominent, downtown Riverside corner, where people of all ages could enjoy and read poetry. Inaugurated in 1996 by the Academy of American Poets, National Poetry Month occurred last month, April 2018, and this project no doubt paid homage to the occasion.
The student work I saw was inspiring and my fellow jurors were Argus-eyed and encouraging. We reviewed nearly 20 projects within a 3-hour span of time. The students were articulate and intelligent, their enthusiasm for the profession visually evident in their projects. Some had done much research prior to beginning design; some were incredibly gifted in graphic presentation, and in the use and application of color; others were great model-builders. The variation kept everything fresh.
Half-way through the afternoon I realized that my pulse had slowed, and that the students were laughing and cheering each other on. They were incredibly relaxed, and so was I.
I look back at my education with great fondness and appreciation. The crits were not easy, but necessary, giving me confidence and causing me to see my strengths and areas needing improvement, helping me to hone verbal presentation skills that serve me well in many venues of life today.
I am sure those words have been uttered by many people over the centuries. In most cases, they are spoken with a smile, exhaled in a relieved, relaxed sigh that connotes once again being surrounded by the familiar and comforting. If you’ve ever experienced a homecoming or the rekindling of an old friendship, you can relate. It feels great. It keeps you grateful.
Although roughly 15% of all U.S. architects live in California, I am often reminded of how “small” the Southern California architectural community can be. I began my career in 1986 in another Inland Empire firm “paying my dues” by emptying everyone’s trash cans, installing Borco on drafting boards, and running blueprints in the back of the office in a noxious cloud of ammonia. Now, 30 years later, I often run across people in the IE with whom I’ve worked in the past. You don’t burn bridges, you attend AIA meetings, you help out when and where you can, and eventually you run across a familiar, friendly face.
This month marks the second time I have worked for PCH Architects. I first met the principals in May 1999 when I decided, for my young family’s sake, to trade my lengthy 100-mile per day commute to an Orange County architecture firm to work closer to home. It wasn’t just any city, it was Redlands. A jewel in the Inland Empire, Redlands is an art colony that is home to not only a prestigious, private university but a community of involved citizens bursting with conservative tradition and a high degree of civic pride: the Bike Classic, the Redlands Bowl, and the Holland Festival are examples of that.
Practicing architecture is a noble endeavor. I can’t count how many times my kids came home saying ‘I told someone at school you’re an architect and they thought it was cool.’ Or the number of Career Days I’ve attended in an attempt to explain our profession to elementary, middle and high school students.
Why did Seinfeld’s George Costanza lie about being an architect? Because he wanted to impress others. Why do we practice architecture? Some of us are altruistic, desiring to enrich the lives of others through the medium of the built environment. Others chose the profession because they excelled in drafting or three-dimensional thinking. Others inherited the passion for design from a parent or grandparent or other relative. And others, like me, just thought that being an architect sounded interesting, explored it and decided to pursue it.
An architect recently told me, “You aren’t really an architect until you’ve built something. Several million square feet at least. Not until you lay awake at night trying to resolve a design issue in your head, worried sleepless about whether or not that roof will support the extra weight of that equipment.” I suppose there’s a lot of truth in those criteria.
Regardless, is there any other profession we’d rather pursue? Not a chance.
My partner asked that I start to think about the scholarships for this upcoming year. How time flies? I can recall just giving a speech at M.L. King High School prior to presenting a scholarship to a praiseworthy high school senior planning to major in Engineering.
Now, I have nothing against Engineers. We need more of them. But, where are our aspiring, next generation of architects? Unfortunately, the profession is still seeing the drought of talent that was wrought by the Great Recession. Maybe the blame cannot be placed entirely on the economy however.
Even in my generation, I heard the same excuses. “It’s too hard!” “Why should I get my architectural license?” “I got my Bachelors or Masters of Architectural degree.” “I’m too old or too busy.” All the myriad of challenges that architectural candidates have to contend with.
I feel our profession is slowly depleting. The passion, the drive, may be a little lacking. Maybe it’s the current Public School curriculum that puts enormous emphasis on science, mathematics and technology, leaving behind art and creativity. I am not saying that is wrong or bad. I’m just trying to understand and maybe create a discussion on how we can help carry, pass along, and/or keep the torch lit for our next generation of architects.
If you have put in the time and hard-earned money to go to college, then why not complete your journey to licensure? Maybe the process is quite trying. The hours that one has to document and get approval for seems tedious. The testing is definitely taxing. Nonetheless, as the People of Troy Shout, “Fight On!” Don’t give up or make excuses. If you say you want to, or say you would like to: Just Do It. Sounds like a commercial?
I hope, we can continue to encourage our fellow designers, drafters, CAD technicians, project coordinators, job captains, etc. to make the leap and become a licensed architect in the states where each resides.
It all comes down to you. No one will be more responsible for you than you. There should be no regrets. It’s a personal fight and struggle to please and satisfy only you.
I wish you great success as you leap along the fiery path that leads to becoming a licensed architect. Cheers to those who recently passed their last AREs or the California Supplemental Exam! Job well done!
Rendering of an entry court for a local school, by PCH Architects
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Six hearty souls
Another year’s PCH backpacking trip is in the bag! This year’s trek took us to the top of Mt. San Jacinto.
Our group of six hearty souls left the office and, after a sumptuous breakfast at Gramma’s in Banning, soon arrived at the lower station of the world-famous Palm Springs Aerial Tramway. The Tram is a great option to explore the high country without the arduous climbing.
Aerial Tram at bottom station
A view of our way up
After disembarking the tram at 8516 feet elevation, the 70-degree pine-studded mountain environment cooled our faces after the 100+ temps of the desert below. We registered our permit with the Ranger Station, shouldered our heavy backpacks, and were soon trekking through the clear air and wilderness solitude.
The beginning of the hike to camp, and 30º cooler
The 2-mile, well-marked trail climbs steadily along the banks of a small streambed and up several sets of switchbacks. Soon, we were sweating profusely and huffing from the strong sunshine and the thin air.
Our initial destination was Round Valley Campground in the Mt. San Jacinto State Park. Situated at 9100 feet in elevation, the primitive campground winds its way in and around majestic rock outcroppings and ancient stands of 100 ft tall pine trees. Being careful to stay well away from the sensitive vegetation of Round Valley Meadow, the campsites are spread about a large area, giving the impression of being isolated from fellow campers. Only the playful shouts of a nearby Boy Scout Troop and hollering of several disturbed Steller Jay birds pervaded the camp’s silence.
Round Valley; Elev. 9,100
Typical wooded, rocky terrain around the campsites
Once tents were erected, the relaxation that comes from being “unplugged” outdoors began to permeate our psyche. Dinners are a good time of fellowship and, as always, Mr. Pacini’s gourmet camp meals are a sight to behold. Afterwards, our good friend Jack Daniels, accompanied by another gentleman from Knob Creek, stopped by for dessert ensuring lively chatter long into the evening.
Lis getting situated
Base Camp
Mr. Pacini in the midst of preparing a gourmet meal
...not kidding about the gourmet meals
Up with the Saturday morning sun, we were all eager to start the climb to the summit. After the first strenuous mile, the trail becomes exposed on the peak’s eastern flank giving an unforgettable view of the low desert, upper tram station, and Round Valley meadow. At 10,000 feet, the trees thin and the air thins even more. Rocks congest the trail, punishing our knees, ankles, and feet.
Crossroads, at the saddle; Elev. 9,700
A view from the saddle, looking towards Idyllwild
Soon however, Summit Saddle is reached with the peak being a short 3-tenths of a mile away. There is an emergency cabin built from local stone by the California Conservation Corps. Bunk beds and shelter are available should Mother Nature turn nasty.
Stone cabin
San Jacinto peak is a rugged rock-scramble to the top. At 10, 834 feet above sea level, both the Pacific Ocean and Salton Sea can be viewed in opposite directions on clear days. Across the Banning Pass, the imposing ridge of Mt San Gorgonio (“Old Grayback” to locals) looks to be roughly the same height although it is 665 feet higher.
Atop San Jacinto Peak, with a view of "Old Grayback"
Everyone made it to the peak; Elev. 10,834
Ominous gray clouds started building during our short lunch at the peak. Nicknamed “Icarus” after the doomed Greek aeronaut, we were certain to be drenched from the pending downpour. Fortunately, we reached camp just before a gentle rain peppered the ground, trees, and rocks with large splashes of drops. The musty odor of damp forest weighted the air and increased humidity drastically. The rain did not last long however, the clouds scattered, and our camp dried quickly.
A shot of the earliest incarnation of the cloud, Icarus
On a large flat rock, impromptu yoga instruction stretched tight, tired muscles in the warm sun.
Yoga happens here
After another scrumptious dinner, Mr. Pacini regaled us with ancient stories from his youth. The gentleman from Knob Creek and Mr. Daniels again joined us as we settled into the quiet mountain darkness for the evening.
Aerial tram, as seen from the top station
Sunday morning’s trip down the Tramway and the drive home was thankfully uneventful and everyone made it home safe and sound. Stories and memories will last a lifetime from our wonderful adventure to the top of Mt. San Jacinto peak!
It’s that time of year again. The dog days of summer have returned. Not my favorite season. However, I look forward to hiking through the local mountains in preparation for our annual PCH Bonding Trip. This year, at the end of July, we plan to summit San Jacinto Peak.
This past Sunday, our group hiked the Foresee Creek trail to Johns Meadow in the San Gorgonio wilderness, for the first of two training hikes.
Last week, during the first of several heat waves yet to come, I noticed dark clouds surrounding the San Bernardino Mountains. Like walking mid-day through a desert in the middle of summer and seeing a tropical body of water or mirage, I wondered what it would be like to be under those voluminous clouds. Surely, it must be cooler than the 100+ degree temperatures in the Inland Empire.
Well, I tell you, it was AMAZING. During our Sunday morning hike, the trails came alive. I am not speaking about the sounds of our labored breathing, neither the souls of our shoes stepping over the earth nor our occasional chatter to each other. Instead, we heard the sky growl and the trails chime with barely visible droplets of precipitation that thrummed on the foliage in nature’s concert hall. I tell you again, the trails came alive like a philharmonic tuning up before beginning to play Bach’s Toccata and Fugue in D Minor, BWV 565.
We had concerns that the elevated temperatures would follow us up the mountains and make the hike a hot, muggy slog. However, to the contrary, the cool moisture that came down from the clouds was refreshing. The damp ground absorbed the sound of our footsteps further elevating the vibrant acoustics of the tree leaves applauding as we walked by.
After completing the six-mile hike, with just over 500 feet of elevation gain, everyone felt good for our first training hike. There were not too many aches to fuss about. For our well-deserved celebration afterwards, we were treated to ice tea, beer, chips and homemade salsa at the Pacini’s. Ralph makes a good salsa, sort of a tradition. The training hikes most often begin and end at the Pacini’s mountain residence. What a great half-day to spend with good friends.
As our sore feet rest and our haunches recuperate, we look forward to next Sunday’s training hike following the San Bernardino Peak Trail up from Angeles Oaks to Manzanita Flats. It will be around 8 miles round trip with just over 1,500 feet of elevation gain. Definitely a great test for the old knees and glutes.
Looking forward to it. Keep climbing!
End of the school year is always a busy time in the office. Construction projects are primed to begin work during the summer season when school is out of session. Staff members have children graduating, promoting, and receiving awards. It is a time for both past reflection and anticipation of a future that has not yet presented itself.
Since the early 1990’s, in the spirit of “giving back” to a profession that has enriched our lives, PCH continues to bolster young people interested in pursuing a career in Architecture. This week, Pedro and I presented our annual scholarships to admirable students at our local high schools.
At the local Redlands high schools, we have sponsored the PCH Architects/Stephen J. Lenholf Memorial Architectural Scholarship. Initially, awards were presented at Redlands and Redlands East Valley High Schools. A few years ago, Citrus Valley High School, was added when it opened. These scholarships are presented to deserving students intending to pursue a career in Architecture.
Mr. Stephen J. Lenholf was a well-respected drafting and architectural instructor for many years at Redlands High School. His memory as a trusted friend and excellent teacher lives on as an encouragement to the younger generation of Architects. For many years, his wife assisted with presentation of the awards.
For the first time this year, we are pleased to sponsor the PCH Architectural Scholarship at Martin Luther King High School in Riverside. It is presented to a deserving student of good character who will be pursuing a Bachelor of Architecture degree at an accredited college or university.
Initial student candidates are screened through the Redlands Community Scholarship Foundation (RCSF) or the Riverside Educational Enrichment Foundation (REEF). Candidates’ transcripts and essay compositions regarding their interest in Architecture are personally reviewed by the Principals of PCH Architects prior to making a selection.
While the amount of the scholarships has varied with the uncertainties of the fluctuating economy, we are proud to have awarded individual scholarships to over 65 praiseworthy students throughout the years.
In keeping with the principles of PCH’s Vision and Mission Statement, we believe that “giving-back” to the future generation not only enriches their life but that of our Team as well.
A recent occurrence got me to thinking about the idea of “Giving Back”. It made me reflect upon the individuals and couples that I’ve come to know through volunteering.
Sometimes in our lives, if we are lucky, we will be asked to volunteer or help with our child’s school, fundraiser, scouting, church function and/or various other organizations. It is my belief that each event’s success rests solely on the shoulders of its volunteers.
A good six out of the past eight years, I have been involved with my children’s High School Band and Color Guard. Going in, I did not realize how much work and funding it takes to sustain a successful, and highly competitive, Band and Color Guard organization.
I remember my first two years of sitting curb-side with my wife, watching our son march by. Such a thrill! However, I noticed the volunteer parents; most smiling, some sweating, and some with serious faces. Now I understand what it feels like to be on that side of the street or field. While physically demanding, we don’t regret giving up our comfortable stadium or curb-side view for a chance to work in the trenches, near to the action! The student’s smiles were rewarding and enough to give purpose to our actions. Another unexpected reward, was getting to know the people: parents, who are now friends, in a joined comradery that we would never have known nor experienced otherwise.
One parent, who happened to be a brain surgeon, once said, “I plan my work schedule around the band’s schedule.” He and his wife continue to help the band years after their two kids graduated.
Another couple, who ran their own business while providing immense support to the band, had almost two full-time jobs. He literally worked himself into nearly leaving this world. While recovering from a heart attack and shoulder surgery, he was back assisting the band way before the doctors would clear him.
Another fine gentleman put in a full day’s work and then came straight out to help the band. I can go on and on about many wonderful examples of parents and individuals who give selflessly.
Recently I was brought to deep sadness when one of our dearest Band and Color Guard parents passed away. He was half of a loving couple that gave selflessly of their limited time and energy to help our students succeed. Their two daughters had already gone through the band, and beyond, into adulthood. Life, taken so unexpectedly, does not seem fair. I can’t imagine losing my spouse. I am saddened and cannot completely comprehend her loss. She is someone who has given endlessly and yet, now has had so much taken away. It brings me to a loss for words. I hope that someday she can smile again with the knowledge that there are hundreds of parents and students deeply indebted to her. I know my family’s time with the Band and Color Guard has been that much more memorable and fulfilling because of her leadership.
The Band and Color Guard’s success is greatly indebted to the couples and individuals that have sacrificed time away from their families.
Remember to “Give Back”. You may never know the magnitude of how your sacrifice will affect others, but it will.
Thank you!
Pedro writes...
When we are challenged, there is an opportunity for growth.
I fear, therefore, I climb a mountain.
Climb a mountain and find out something about yourself.
I was tasked to come up with a marketing e-mailer to announce my promotion as partner. I could have gone in numerous directions: project images, cleaver graphics, a large head shot with a fading phrase, a deep meaningful word cutting across the page. But, instead I visualized the first of the many hikes with my fellow office comrades through our local mountains here in the Inland Empire. Fresh from the thought of being a business partner and feeling the lack of air in my lungs, for some reason my mind went towards the trails that lead to the mountain peaks. Maybe it was the fear of the unknown and not knowing if I could physically hike up to the top of a mountain. Growing up in Hollywood I had never hiked or camped for the first 35 years of my life. The walk up to the Griffith Observatory was maybe the hardest climb I had ever done. However, all that changed when I arrived at PCH over 14 years ago. The Principals, Greg Chapman and Ralph Pacini, offered me a job and an opportunity to experience the PCH culture beyond the office walls. Greg enjoys running, Ralph enjoys cycling, and together they enjoy conducting annual office hikes. Back then the majority of the office had not hiked before, but we collectively agreed to experience this new endeavor. We all came from different backgrounds, various levels of physicality, experiences and talents. Ralph and Greg scheduled, plotted and prepped us for the challenge ahead. Our first hike was a three day two-night trek up to San Bernardino Peak and back. I had many doubts. Am I ready for this? Did I prep enough? Do I have enough supplies? Do I have the right equipment to make this trip? As the doubt and fear crept in and the lack of air in my lungs became inescapable, I learned to inhale and steer my mind towards an encouraging yes! I had my friends and experienced leaders to guide me towards the summit. I look back at the other hikes that my dearest comrades at PCH and I have been able to experience and accomplish together. We all agree to take a journey, collaborate, and accomplish a goal. Our challenges have taken us up and over San Gorgonio and San Jacinto Peaks and to the depth of the Grand Canyon and others to the summit of Mount Whitney. I never imagined myself hiking to the top of a mountain or becoming a partner at an architectural firm, now at its 30th anniversary. There are mighty big shoes to fill, much to learn, and new challenges to experience and surmount. I think the photo captures the philosophy and the culture of PCH. There will always be challenges, but together we collaborate, mentor, and encourage each other to achieve and conquer our mountains. I look forward to being called to lead. We have a great team, a family, and I see us continuing to provide excellent personal service to our clients, while enhancing and changing lives through architecture.
