Little Mountain, the Sweetwater County, Wyoming Prominence Peak (7-24-18)

Lupe had already seen deer and wild turkeys on an exciting early drive from Sheep Creek Bay, when she dropped by the dam at Flaming Gorge Reservoir.  Last night had been her first in Utah in nearly 3 years, but the Carolina Dog wasn’t staying, just doing a bit of sight-seeing on the way to Little Mountain (9,131 ft.) in Wyoming.

The lake was beautiful.  This was going to be a great day!  Hardly any clouds in the sky, though.  Going to get hot!  Lupe took only a short stroll out by the reservoir before returning to the G6.

Lupe drops by Flaming Gorge Reservoir on a beautiful July morning. Photo looks NW.
The Flaming Gorge Dam. Lupe would go right over it on Hwy 191. Photo looks ESE.

SPHP drove E over the Flaming Gorge Dam.  Hwy 191 wound N, then NW for a while.  Before leaving Utah, Lupe made one more sight-seeing stop at Antelope Flats.  The name sounded promising, and there was plenty of room for antelope out there, but Looper didn’t see any.  However, she did have a distant view of another part of Flaming Gorge Reservoir.

Flaming Gorge Reservoir from the Antelope Flats pullout along Hwy 191 in N Utah. Photo looks WNW.

N of Antelope Flats, Hwy 191 crossed into Wyoming.  For the second day in a row, Lupe and SPHP were following excellent directions by peakbagging hero Edward Earl.  Little Mountain was supposed to be only 10 miles or so from the Utah border, and soon came into view.

As Edward noted, Little Mountain greatly resembles Pine Mountain (9,550 ft.), the Sweetwater County, Wyoming High Point, which Lupe had visited a year ago.  Like Pine Mountain, Little Mountain was a large, crescent-shaped mesa with a steep S slope.

Heading E on Hwy 191 just S of Little Mountain, SPHP watched for a sign for Clay Basin Road on the R (S).  A couple of small pullouts were close to the highway’s high point less than a mile before reaching the turn.  Lupe could have started for Little Mountain from one of these pullouts, but Earl had parked along Clay Basin Road.  Lupe and SPHP wanted to start from the same spot, then duplicate Earl’s trip up the mountain.

It would be fun to follow Edward’s footsteps from nearly 11 years ago!

Lupe along Hwy 191 just before the turn onto Clay Basin Road. Photo looks ENE.
Clay Basin Road is also known as Sweetwater County Road No. 62. Photo looks SE, away from Little Mountain.

After making the turn, SPHP parked at a big pullout on the E side of Clay Basin Road.  Edward Earl must have parked here in 2007.

Oh, here we are – right where Edward Earl parked years ago! That’s Little Mountain ahead. Only looks like a big hill from here, but it’s nearly 1,200 feet of elevation gain to the top! Photo looks NNW.

As soon as SPHP was ready, Lupe started for Little Mountain (9,131 ft.)(8:22 AM, 70°F).  The American Dingo followed Clay Basin Road back to Hwy 191, turned W along the highway for a short distance, then left the road heading up Little Mountain’s sagebrush-covered S slope.

Not far off to the NW was a higher escarpment topped by a line of gray rocks.  Looked interesting, but this whole region made SPHP nervous.  Too much vegetation!  Even though Lupe was already close to 8,000 feet elevation, SPHP was still worried about the possibility of encountering rattlesnakes.  For a short distance, Lupe followed a level cow path NE to a more barren-looking ridge.

The ridge wasn’t completely bare, but for a long way, it was covered by only short, sparse grasses.  Much easier to see what was on the ground here!  SPHP felt better about the situation as Lupe turned NW following this ridge toward High Point 8592 on the topo map.

Looking up the more barren short grass ridge toward High Point 8592, the lower hill on the L. Photo looks NW.

The more barren ridge was a long, steady, upward trudge.  Higher up, Lupe stayed W of a stand of bushes.  Upon reaching High Point 8592, she was already halfway up Little Mountain.  Loop saw several pronghorn antelope from here, but they were much farther up the mountain, and soon disappeared beyond the upper edge.

After visiting High Point 8592, Lupe crossed a patch of yellow dirt on the way N down into a small saddle leading to the second half of the climb.

Near the top of High Point 8592 looking at Little Mountain‘s upper S slope. Lupe would go straight up near the center, then angle L to arrive up on the ridgeline a bit R of the lone tree (L) near the top. Photo looks N.

The rest of the way up, Little Mountain became progressively steeper.  Lupe headed pretty much straight up the S slope from High Point 8592, until she was quite close to the top.  So much sagebrush grew on these upper slopes, that it couldn’t be avoided.  While SPHP was still leery of rattlesnakes, Lupe didn’t come to any.  By now she was approaching 9,000 feet, so perhaps there weren’t any around to begin with.

Start of the 2nd half of the ascent looking back at High Point 8592. Photo looks SSE.

The final part of the climb was the steepest.  Lupe angled NW (L) until she finally made it up to the rim of the summit plateau.

The top of Little Mountain was a vast flat to gently rolling mesa.  The highest terrain existed as a wide band of open ground along the S edge.  To the N, a slightly lower forest was in sight hundreds of feet away.  The topo map shows two separate 9120 foot contours on Little Mountain.  Lupe had come up between them closest to the larger E contour, which was where Edward Earl had noted that the true summit was located.

The terrain where Lupe had come up was dominated by medium-sized reddish, purplish rocks.  However, as she headed E looking for the true summit, the geology changed.  Loop only had to go 500 feet to reach a big flat area which appeared to be the summit of Little Mountain.  By the time she got that far, the reddish, purplish rocks had vanished.  At first glance, the parched barren ground looked light gray.

Upon closer inspection, the summit of Little Mountain was comprised of a conglomerate of a wide variety of pebbles.

The true summit was composed of a wide variety of pebbles and small stones.

Looking back to the W, it was clear that Earl was right.  Lupe actually was at the true summit of Little Mountain.  The whole summit area was enormous and so nearly flat that no one spot stood out as the absolute high point.  Lupe selected a group of slightly larger rocks that seemed to be at least as high as anything else for her official true summit.

There wasn’t a speck of shade here.  The Carolina Dog simply laid down on the rocky ground to take a break, while enjoying the magnificent panoramic views on offer toward all points S.

In brilliant sunshine, Lupe reaches the true summit of Little Mountain in the E 9120 foot contour. Photo looks SW.
Looking farther NE along the S edge.
The forest to the N was slightly lower.
Looking WSW in the direction Lupe had come from once she reached the top.

The air was hazy with the smoke of distant forest fires.  Despite the haze, Lupe could see the long blue ridge of Pine Mountain (9,550 ft.) more than 15 miles off to the ESE.

Pine Mountain, the Sweetwater County high point, is the long ridge on the L. Beyond it, just R of Center, may be Middle Mountain (9,559 ft.) in Colorado. Photo looks ESE.

The best views were closer by, looking due S.  Utah was only 5.5 miles away as the crow flies.  Lupe could easily see Clay Basin Road where she had started her ascent of Little Mountain from.

Clay Basin Road heads away from Hwy 191 on the L. The yellow N slope of High Point 8592 is seen below on the R. Photo looks SSE.
Richards Mountain (8,728 ft.) (R) is the closest big ridge. It is still in Wyoming, but everything beyond it is in Utah. Photo looks S.

The area over by the W 9120 foot contour was clearly lower.  Even so, when Lupe was done at the true summit, she headed that way exploring along the S rim.  The map showed that the 9,131 foot survey benchmark was over at the W high point.  Edward Earl hadn’t seen it, but maybe Lupe would?  A distant view of Flaming Gorge Reservoir might also be available from over there.

As the American Dingo wandered W, she sniffed many clusters of the reddish, purplish rocks that looked like they might mark the position of the 9131 foot survey benchmark, yet Lupe didn’t find it.  She went all the way to the W high point, finally stopping a little before reaching a fence.

There was more high ground to the NW, but it wasn’t quite as high as where Lupe was now.  She could see part of Flaming Gorge Reservoir, and would have had an even better view of it, if she had gone farther.  On a clearer day, that might have been worth doing.  However, with the smoke haze somewhat marring the scene, it didn’t seem necessary.

Along the S edge not far from the high point of the W 9120 foot contour. A portion of Flaming Gorge Reservoir is in view. Photo looks W.
Hwy 191 snakes away toward Flaming Gorge Reservoir (R). Photo looks SW with help from the telephoto lens.
Looking back toward the true summit from the W high point. Photo looks ENE.

In the end, Lupe headed back E again, still keeping an eye out for that wayward survey benchmark.  Like Edward Earl, she never did find it.  Loop left Little Mountain (9,131 ft.) starting back down from about the same spot she’d come up.

The Carolina Dog’s return route was about the same until she was below High Point 8592.  She then stayed more to the W, hoping to explore the top of the gray rock escarpment she’d avoided on the way up.  Going this way, Lupe came to some reddish, purplish boulders covered with bright orange lichens.  Their vivid appearance was striking.

Now that is one brightly decorated boulder!

The gray rock escarpment itself was a disappointment.  Tall bushes and cactus grew in great abundance upon it.  Lupe had to retreat, ultimately descending into the dense vegetation E and below the escarpment that SPHP had hoped to avoid.  The American Dingo scared up a deer and a jack rabbit, but never even knew it.  She wasn’t tall enough to see over all the grass, bushes and sagebrush.

Little Mountain had been a success, but marked the end of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Bighorn Mountains and Wind River Range (and beyond as it turned out!).  (11:28 AM, 80°F)  All that remained was a scenic, air-conditioned drive home across Wyoming.

By early evening, the low, dark blue ridge of Lupe’s Black Hills of South Dakota appeared on the horizon.

Heading home. The Black Hills of South Dakota come into view from Highway 450 W of Newcastle. Photo looks NE.

Two summer of 2018 Dingo Vacations were now over.  Lupe had enjoyed great times, and explored many beautiful places on both.  The American Dingo wasn’t done yet, though!  In early August, Lupe would be setting off on her grandest Dingo Vacation of 2018 of all.

She hopes you will return soon ready for action, adventure, and more scenic peakbagging fun!

Well, this is about it for this time around from Little Mountain in SW Wyoming! Hope you will return soon to join me on my next big Dingo Vacation. It’s going to be a real doozy!

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Directions & Trip Report by Edward Earl

Pine Mountain, the Sweetwater County, Wyoming High Point (6-15-17)

Flaming Gorge, The Little Hole Trail by the Green River & Spirit Lake, Utah (8-26-15)

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Medicine Butte, the Uinta County, Wyoming Prominence Peak (7-23-18)

Day 11 of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Bighorn Mountains & Wind River Range of Wyoming!

6:00 AM – Foggy.  Too bad.  No point in the American Dingo running down to Lower Green River Lake to gaze upon that fabulous view of iconic Squaretop Mountain (11,695 ft.) one last time.  She wouldn’t see a thing.  Twenty minutes, and SPHP had everything ready to go.  Lupe was on her way out of the Wind River Range.

What a difference a good night’s sleep made!  Yesterday, worn out and weary, SPHP was convinced it was over.  Lupe was going straight home.  This Dingo Vacation was kaput!  However, as the G6 bumped along the washboardy road from Green River Lakes back to civilization, the fog began to lift.  The gorgeous Green River came into view.  Skies turned blue.  A surge of energy and sense of well-being!  Optimism returned.

Lupe still had a couple of peaks on her wish list in SW Wyoming.  They were only a few hours drive away.  Why not let Looper do them now?  Neither involved exhausting backpacking trips like Bomber Mountain and Squaretop had been.  Half a day each, if that.

Riding with her head out the window, Lupe kept an eye out for gophers scampering over or alongside the dusty road.  A frenzy of shrill Dingo barking erupted each time one came into view.  Loop certainly seemed to have recovered.  Clearly, she was all for extending her vacation!

Long before the G6 made it back to pavement, a new decision.  Home could wait.  Lupe was heading for Medicine Butte (8,608 ft.), the Uinta County, Wyoming High Point!

In G6 air-conditioned comfort, Lupe spent the morning exploring new territory on a scenic drive S on Hwy 189 to I-80.  Her only complaint was that this region was so deserty that even cows and horses were scarce.

By early afternoon, SPHP was looking for the R turn off Hwy 89 N of Evanston onto County Road No. 108.  Although there were no signs for No. 108 until after the turn was made, this was the road to the landfill, and there was a big sign for it.

Heading N out of Evanston, Wyoming on Hwy 89 watch for this sign for the landfill on the R. This is the turn onto County Road No. 108 to Medicine Butte. Photo looks N.

The pavement ended almost immediately, but County Road No. 108 was wide and well-graded.  After a mile or two, the road went over a hill, and Medicine Butte (8,608 ft.) came into view off to the NE.  Medicine Butte was nothing more than an over-sized, thirsty-looking, sagebrush-covered hill, itself.  Nary a tree in sight on the SW slope, but Loopster could see towers up on top.

There’s Medicine Butte (Center) now! Not looking like I’ll be finding any squirrels up there, but at least there ought to be some fine views! Photo looks NE.

The landfill was 3 miles from Hwy 89.  SPHP parked the G6 along No. 108 0.33 mile beyond the landfill entrance.  (1:09 PM, 82°F)  The road began to deteriorate here, but even the G6 could have gone miles farther.  That wasn’t the plan.  The American Dingo was here to get the full, genuine Medicine Butte experience – 1,700 feet of elevation gain with panoramic views of Wyoming sagebrush territory.

All the action was at the landfill.  Bulldozers pushed piles of human-generated debris around.  Meanwhile, clouds of white birds that looked like badly misplaced seagulls swirled excitedly overhead.  Landfills are inherently revolting, but it was sort of fun to watch the birds, though one wondered whether they were likely to profit by their keen interest in the landfill’s contents, or end up suffering for it.

Evanston swirling birds landfill action! Photo looks S with help from the telephoto lens.
Never ask a bird what restaurant they recommend.

County Road No. 108 winds all the way to the top of Medicine Butte, a distance of roughly 4 miles from close to the landfill where the G6 was parked.  The road climbed nearly the entire way with only one minor dip.  It didn’t get steep until near the end, where high clearance and 4WD might be required.

Looper about to set off for Medicine Butte. The road was a gentle incline at first, but gradually steepened. Photo looks NE.

Fearing cactus and rattlesnakes, SPHP persuaded Lupe to stay on the road the whole way.  Partway up, cows were grazing on what looked like slim pickings in a ravine N of the road.  Loop was interested, but went on by without getting too rambunctious.

No. 108 went E at first, working its way up onto a long ridgeline S of Medicine Butte.  It then followed the ridge N.  The hike along the open ridge was fairly scenic, amazingly so, for fans of sagebrush.

Getting the full, genuine Medicine Butte experience early in the afternoon on a day in late July probably isn’t ordinarily the best plan of attack.  There wouldn’t have been any shade, but the luck of the Dingo held for a while.  For some reason, this wasn’t a searing hot day, and a cloud formation hung around providing shade for close to half of the way to the summit.

Nevertheless, the road hike was a little warm for wearing a fur coat, and Lupe hadn’t changed out of hers.  As had been obvious from the start, she came to no water at all.  Fortunately, SPHP had brought plenty.  Periodic water stops were a necessity and helped lighten the pack.

Getting closer. County Road No. 108 goes along the top of the near ridge on the R, eventually reaching the tower on the R before heading L to the summit. Photo looks N.

Heading N along the ridge, Lupe passed an initially confusing sign about access, but it became clear that the road actually was legal public access.  A lone pickup truck that went by, then came back down an hour later, constituted all the traffic Lupe encountered.  An hour and a half after leaving the G6, Loop was on the final steep slope nearing the summit.

Closing in on the summit of Medicine Butte. Photo looks NW.

The top of Medicine Butte was roomy and covered with an assortment of towers and associated small buildings.  The highest point, and apparent true summit, was a pile of rocks close to a white concrete block building.

Lupe reaches the highest pile of rocks at the summit of Medicine Butte. Photo looks SE.

A search for a survey benchmark turned up only a metal pin painted blue a little SE of the highest rock pile.

A search for a survey benchmark revealed only this metal pin.

Lupe was hot.  She plunked herself down on the ground in the shade of the white concrete block building.  Ants swarmed up onto her, and for a while she busied herself eating ants.  The ants were too numerous, though.  Annoyed with the whole situation, Loop moved closer to the building where there weren’t nearly as many.

A Carolina Anteater, sometimes called an American Anteater, relaxes in the shade.

The towers and small buildings were the only obstacles blocking the views from Medicine Butte.  Of course, it was easy enough to move around a bit and see in any direction one wished.  Unfortunately, the air was hazy with smoke from distant forest fires.  A clearer day would have revealed much more detail, but Lupe could still see a long way.

Looking SW toward Evanston, WY.
Evanston again, with help from the telephoto lens.
County Road No. 108, which Lupe had taken up, is seen on the R. Photo looks SE.

Although the S slopes of Medicine Butte were treeless, it turned out the N slopes were partially forested.  Miles beyond the trees, a big wind farm was in view off to the NE.

Only a few of the turbines were turning.  That was surprising.  Yes, the air had been calm on the way up Medicine Butte, and only a light breeze was blowing close to the white concrete building when Lupe had come up from the SE.  However, when she went over to the NW side of the summit, a 15 or 20 mph wind was coming out of the NW.

Lupe clearly enjoyed being in the wind.  Not something the Carolina Dog usually likes, but the breeze felt good on a warm summer afternoon.

A wind farm was in view miles away. Only a few of the turbines were turning, even though there was a good breeze out of the NW on Medicine Butte. Photo looks NE.
Loop at the NW end of the summit enjoying a 15-20 mph breeze. She had a great view here, too. The territory NW of Medicine Butte was the most unspoiled. Photo looks NW.
The W half of the summit area from the NW side. Photo looks SE.

Medicine Butte (8,608 ft.) was the highest mountain in any direction for a long way.  Nothing close to being as high was in sight anywhere to the N or E.  Distant ridges to the W looked about equal in height.  Only to the S and SE were higher peaks seen, and they were far, far away.

No one else was around.  Lupe and SPHP enjoyed the views for half an hour, then it was time to think about leaving Medicine Butte.  One more peak left on this Dingo Vacation before the Carolina Dog really would be on her way home.  Little Mountain (9,131 ft.), the Sweetwater County, Wyoming Prominence Peak was a couple hours drive away.  Lupe might as well get closer to it this evening.

A final look around, and Lupe was on her way.

SPHP had no idea what these contraptions were. The Evanston Landfill is in sight below. Photo looks SW.
Back at the true summit of Medicine Butte before heading back. Photo looks S.
County Road No. 108 snakes down from the tower on the L along the near ridgelines to the far R. Photo looks SE.
Lupe about to start down County Road No. 108. Photo looks SE.

The trek back down along County Road No. 108 was easier and went faster, a pleasant time.  Lupe felt energetic, and roamed off road a little.  Fortunately, she suffered no encounters with cactus or rattlers.

SPHP had left a pair of wet boots up on top of the G6 to dry while Lupe visited Medicine Butte.  Worked great.  They were completely baked by the time the American Dingo returned.  (5:03 PM, 86°F)

In Evanston, SPHP picked up some fried chicken and a few other things at Walmart.  Lupe spent the evening enjoying dinner with a “moo”vie in the G6, munching on chicken and barking at big herds of black cattle as SPHP drove E on Hwy 414 down the beautiful valley of the Henry’s Fork of the Green River.  By the time the sun went down, she was in Utah with a splendid view of Sheep Creek Bay, part of Flaming Gorge Reservoir.

After Lupe’s huge adventure up Squaretop Mountain in the Wind River Range, Medicine Butte had been the perfect recovery day.  Not too long, not too short.  Not too hard, or too easy.  Solitude and a pleasant trek with panoramic views of Wyoming’s wide open sagebrush country, all sandwiched between relaxing, scenic drives before and after.

Can’t ask for much more than that!

Sheep Creek Bay of Flaming Gorge Reservoir, Utah 7-23-18

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