Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 332 – Black Elk Peak with Dave Covill, Max & Finn (5-29-24)

5-28-24, 5:31 PM – Out of the blue, a ding.

Loopster!  We’ve got a text message from Dave Covill!

Awesome!  What does it say, SPHP?

“I am approaching Rapid City right now with my grandsons.  We will be climbing Black Elk Peak tomorrow, and White Butte on Thursday.  Wonder if you would like to join us tomorrow around 9:00 AM at the Sylvan Lake trailhead?”

Oh, Happy Day!  Tell Dave we’ll be there, SPHP.

5-29-24, 8:54 AM, 62ºF – After driving around the little paved loop at the Sylvan Lake trailhead, SPHP parked the RAV4.  All smiles, Lupe leapt out.

Where’s Dave, SPHP?

Didn’t see his 4Runner.  They’ll be along shortly.  You can count on it, Loop.

5-29-24, 9:15 AM – Sure enough, they were.  It was great seeing Dave again, and fun getting introduced to his grandsons Max (10) and Finn (8).  After spending a few minutes getting organized, everyone hit Trail No. 9S to Black Elk Peak (7,231 ft.).

At the start of Black Elk Peak Trail No. 9S. Photo looks NW.

Yes, everyone!  The trail was busy on this beautiful morning in late May.  Lots of people and dogs.  Lupe had plenty of opportunities to exchange sniffs, while Dave and SPHP chatted.  Black Elk Peak was going to be Max’s 27th state high point, and Finn’s 23rd.  Tomorrow they would be visiting White Butte, North Dakota’s highest mountain.  This summer Dave would be taking them to quite a few state high points out E, too.

Dave also mentioned Max and Finn’s sister, Eden (12), whom Lupe had met back in 2020.  Eden was going to be tackling several difficult state high points this summer, including Wyoming’s Gannet Peak (13,810 ft.), Montana’s Granite Peak (12,804 ft.), and Borah Peak (12,666 ft.) in Idaho.  She hoped to complete all 48 contiguous state high points in 2025.

Such is life, if Dave Covill is your grandpa!  At the moment, Max and Finn didn’t seem to fully appreciate the experience.  On this gorgeous day beneath clear blue skies, they were both soon complaining about the heat.  SPHP didn’t think it was all that hot yet, although, in her fur coat, the American Dingo may have agreed with Max and Finn.

After a steady climb to the junction with Lost Cabin Trail No. 2, where SPHP finally remembered to start a GPS track, it wasn’t much farther along No. 9S to a couple of viewpoints providing opportunities to pause for photos, and water for those in need of it.

At the first viewpoint with Max (L) and Finn (R). Photo looks NE.
Max (L) and Finn (R) with Black Elk Peak (R of Center) in the distance. Photo looks NE.

Shortly after passing the second viewpoint, Max stumbled and skinned his knees, adding to his misery.  Continuing on, SPHP tried to strike up a conversation with the boys to occupy their minds.

Did they have a favorite state high point?  No, not really.  Neither Max nor Finn showed much enthusiasm for any of the ones they’d been to so far, although Mount Sunflower (4,039 ft.) in Kansas, with all of 19 feet of prominence, did get honorable mention.

Hmm.  SPHP tried another approach.

What was the worst state high point Max and Finn had ever visited?  That struck a nerve!  The response was immediate and unanimous.  Bug Mountain was awful!  That was a state high point SPHP had never even heard of before.  Not too surprisingly, Bug Mountain turned out to be Minnesota’s Eagle Mountain (2,301 ft.).  Max and Finn had been there in June, evidently not the best time to go.

Dave leads Max (L) and Finn (R) along a flat stretch of Black Elk Peak Trail No. 9S. Photo looks NE.
A water break in the shade. Lupe (L), Dave (L of Center), Finn (Center), Max (R).

More than halfway to Black Elk Peak, a relatively flat stretch ended after crossing a stream near the junction with Lost Cabin Spur Trail No. 2B.  After passing some big granite formations, Trail No. 9S soon steepened.  Switchbacks helped keep the rate of climb to a moderate pace.

Two more junctions were ahead.  Although Trail No. 9S continued higher, the switchbacks ended before reaching the first one with Little Devils Tower Trail No. 4.  By the time the junction with Trail No. 9N was reached, all that remained was a short spur to the summit.

Max (R) leads the way going past the junction with Trail No. 4 to Little Devils Tower. Photo looks N.

Most of the spur was flat, with big views off to the S and W.  This led to a final steep climb on stairs among towering granite formations.  Max and Finn thought the metal stairway spiraling to the summit area was cool.  So was a mountain goat spotted shortly before reaching the stairs.

Heading for the granite formations near the top. Photo looks NE.
Finn on the metal stairway with Dave coming up behind. Photo looks WNW.

11:36 AM, 73ºF, Black Elk Peak (7,231 ft.) – A cool 15 mph breeze out of the W brought relief to Max, Finn, and Lupe as everyone approached the old fire lookout tower atop South Dakota’s highest mountain.

Nearly there! Max, Finn, and Dave on the final walkway to the lookout tower. Photo looks W.
Black Elk Peak’s formidable old fire tower (R). Photo looks N.

After a brief tour of the tower’s shady interior, Dave led Max and Finn out the basement exit, and around to the N side of the tower where the highest remaining natural point on the mountain is.  A quick scramble, and the boys were at the true summit.  Not to be outdone, Lupe decided to scramble up there, too.

With Max (L) and Finn (R) at Black Elk Peak’s true summit. Photo looks SSE.

No sooner had Max, Finn, and Lupe left the true summit, than someone else appeared intent upon visiting it, too.  Fortunately, the Carolina Dog didn’t interfere, despite keen interest, when SPHP begged her not to.

Finn watches as the mountain goat reappears.

Reappearing, the mountain goat calmly sauntered right on by, then sprang clear up to Black Elk Peak’s true summit in a few bounds, right where Max, Finn, and Lupe had been only moments ago.  SPHP was too slow to get a photo of the mountain goat exactly at the true summit, but managed to get a picture before the goat disappeared entirely.

The mountain goat saunters on by. Photo looks SW.
So, where’s the Black Elk? This ought to be called White Goat Peak! Photo looks SE.
That goat could have been lunch, if you weren’t such a party pooper, SPHP!

Lunch was actually held up on the tower’s observation deck, while many other people and dogs came and went.  Dave provided peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.  Lupe shared her traditional chocolate coconut bars with Max, Finn, and SPHP.  Water for all, of course.  SPHP offered apples and oranges, but they were a tough sell.

12:19 PM – Nearly 45 minutes after reaching the lookout tower, Dave and his grandsons were ready to move on.  Black Elk Peak had been a success!  Max had tagged his 27th state high point, and Finn his 23rd, records they would both improve upon at White Butte tomorrow.  Dave had his 11th ascent of Black Elk Peak, same as Lupe.

Before departing, the American Dingo did a little scrambling about on the rock formations S of the tower, enjoying terrific views of Black Elk Peak’s South Pinnacle (7,208 ft.), the Cathedral Spires (6,907 ft.), and Sylvan Hill (6,998 ft.).

Black Elk Peak’s S Pinnacle (R). Photo looks SE.
S Pinnacle (L), Cathedral Spires (R) beyond Lupe. Photo looks S.
Above the metal stairs. Sylvan Hill (Center) in the distance. Photo looks SW.

Just for fun and variety, on the way back to the Sylvan Lake trailhead, Dave wanted to show Max and Finn the Cathedral Spires region.  Little Devils Tower Trail No. 4 goes right through that area.

Approaching the Cathedral Spires on Little Devils Tower Trail No. 4. Photo looks SSW.
Taking a short break among the spires. Photo looks SW.
Finn (L), Max (Center), and Lupe (R) having a bit of fun on the rocks. Photo looks S.

The last stop along Trail No. 4 was a short rest break at a bench donated by the Highpointers Foundation with a view of Black Elk Peak.

Dave (L), Finn (Center), and Max (R) on the Highpointers Club bench. Photo looks SW.

The spur to Little Devils Tower (6,981 ft.) itself was only 0.2 mile past the bench, but that fun little scramble would have to wait for another fine day.  Time was limited.  Dave already had plans to take the boys to Mount Rushmore (5,722 ft.) before returning to their hotel, where Max and Finn were eager to get back to the waterslide.

2:35 PM, 75ºF – The scenic loop along Little Devils Tower Trail No. 4 ended right back at the Sylvan Lake trailhead.  It had been great seeing Dave again, and fun to meet Max and Finn.  The boys said good-bye to Lupe, and SPHP made sure to shake their hands, congratulating them on their first ascent of South Dakota’s Black Elk Peak.

2:55 PM – Alone again, Lupe stood on a dock next to Sylvan Lake.  Dave and his grandsons were already off to Mount Rushmore.

At Sylvan Lake. Photo looks NW.

So, what now, SPHP?

Almost June, Loopster.  Won’t be long before you’ll be setting off on your grand and glorious Summer of 2024 Dingo Vacations!

Oh, that sounds fabulous, SPHP!  I can hardly wait!

As events turned out, though, the American Dingo would be back in this same region once more before all those fabulous adventures transpired.

On Black Elk Peak with Max and Finn, Black Hills of South Dakota 5-29-24
Max & Finn’s GPS Track

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Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 331 – Waterfalls, Trails, A Lake & A Trip Down Memory Lane with Cousin Dixie (5-24-24 to 5-26-24)

5-24-24, 1:00 PM – It was still mighty early to call it a day, but after the Ponderosa Hike along Centennial Trail No. 89, Uncle Joe’s right foot was feeling a little sore.  What to do?  SPHP recommended a scenic drive to Cheyenne Crossing for some hamburger therapy.

This suggestion proved to be a hit, and seemed to work.  Uncle Joe and Aunt Andrea both pronounced their hamburgers delicious, and Joe’s foot must have recovered to some degree, because no more complaints were heard about it.

From Cheyenne Crossing, easy hikes to a couple of the biggest and most popular waterfalls in the Black Hills were only a short drive away.

5-24-24, 3:00 PM – Enthused by the prospect of another outing, Lupe and Cousin Dixie scrambled to the top of the landscaping rocks out in front of the Latchstring Restaurant at Savoy.  The beautiful limestone cliffs of Spearfish Canyon were in all directions.

Lupe, Dixie and Andrea out in front of the Latchstring Restaurant (L) at Savoy in Spearfish Canyon. Photo looks NE.

From the N (L) side of the restaurant, a 0.3 mile long trail wound down to a bridge over Spearfish Creek before ending at Spearfish Falls.

Spearfish Creek.
Spearfish Falls.

A large deck near the base of Spearfish Falls offered the best view, but the falls could be seen from other angles, too.

Lupe, Dixie, Joe & Andrea on the Spearfish Falls view deck.
From a bit farther downstream.

Spearfish Falls is where Little Spearfish Creek plunges to the bottom of Spearfish Canyon and joins Spearfish Creek.  Only 1.25 miles upstream, Little Spearfish Creek boasts another iconic Black Hills waterfall.  While certainly possible to drive to Roughlock Falls, an excellent trail starts from behind the Spearfish Canyon Lodge right across Hwy 14A from the Latchstring Restaurant.

Naturally, Lupe and Cousin Dixie were both eager to explore the trail.

Crossing the Spearfish Canyon Lodge lawn on the way to the Roughlock Falls trail. Photo looks NE.

Shortly after picking up the Roughlock Falls Trail, it went past a dam on Little Spearfish Creek.  Beyond the dam, the trail paralleled the creek as it wound up this side canyon, ultimately leading to a deck with a view of a mossy cascade below Roughlock Falls.  From here, Roughlock Falls was only partially visible in the dark recesses of a narrow slot canyon.

The dam on Little Spearfish Creek. Photo looks NE.
Roughlock Falls (R) from the lower deck. Photo looks SW.

From the lower deck, a bridge over Little Spearfish Creek connected to a sidewalk that continued on up to the Roughlock Falls picnic area where 2 upper decks provided closer views of the falls.

Roughlock Falls (R) from one of the upper view decks. Photo looks SSW.
An unobstructed view from the same spot.
Zoomed in.

The upper deck situated closest to Roughlock Falls was accessible from another bridge over Little Spearfish Creek.  This deck provided a view from the very brink of the falls.

Joe, Dixie & Andrea (L) on the deck right next to Roughlock Falls. Photo looks SSE.
Both upper decks (L of Center & R) from the upper bridge. Photo looks ENE.
Roughlock Falls upstream view from the closest deck. Photo looks WSW.

Before heading back, a short hike through the Roughlock Falls picnic area led to a small scenic rapid along Little Spearfish Creek.

By the scenic rapid at the far end of the picnic ground. Photo looks WSW.
Lupe enjoying a fun day with Aunt Andrea, Uncle Joe & Cousin Dixie.

On the way back to the RAV4, still parked at the Latchstring Restaurant, a stroll along the walkway over the small dam was necessary so Uncle Joe could observe all the trout lurking in the deep water near the spillway.

Crossing the dam while Uncle Joe peers into deep green waters full of rainbow trout. Photo looks N.

5-25-24 – With Cousin Dixie, Aunt Andrea, and Uncle Joe still at Hotel Lupe for a couple more days, the American Dingo was certain more Black Hills adventures were ahead.  However, things got off to a slow start this morning, due to some business that had to be taken care of.  Mush and David showed up at 11:00 AM for the Green Metal Box party.

The Green Metal Box contained some of Grandma’s old valuables, and today was the day SPHP intended to distribute them among Grandma’s heirs.  The party took only an hour before everyone seemed satisfied with the result, but the humans all went to the Pizza Ranch for lunch when it was over.

During this excursion, Lupe and Cousin Dixie were both abandoned at Hotel Lupe, which was a bummer, but the humans did eventually return from their high calorie experience in need of some exercise.  Something not too strenuous, though, so soon after the damage was done.  SPHP suggested a trek on Centennial Trail No. 89 to Mount Warner (5,880 ft.).

Since no one objected, or expressed any other preference, that became the plan.

5-25-24, 5:08 PM, Samelias Trailhead – It was a lovely late spring evening as Cousin Dixie, Uncle Joe, and Aunt Andrea started up USFS Road No. 531.  This wasn’t the official Centennial Trail No. 89 route, which actually winds up into the forest SW of Samelias Peak (5,860 ft.) before joining No. 531, but it was a bit of a shortcut on the way to Mount Warner.

Andrea, Dixie, and Joe start up USFS Road No. 531. Photo looks NW.
Centennial Trail No. 89 joins the No. 531 route. Photo looks N.

After heading up to the pass between Peak 5741 and Samelias Peak, the road leveled out and turned ESE, soon leading to another pass between Samelias Peak and Mount Warner.  From here, Centennial Trail No. 89 lost some elevation traversing Mount Warner’s lower S slopes.

On a level stretch in the region between the passes. Photo looks ESE.

A little over halfway to Mount Warner’s summit, Uncle Joe was ready to turn around.  Maybe his right foot was feeling a little sore again?  In any case, it was time to head back to the trailhead.

At the turnaround point. Black Elk Peak (L) in the distance. Photo looks SW.
What? You’re going back already? Lupe and Dixie can’t believe the humans are bailing before reaching Mount Warner’s summit. Samelias Peak (L). Photo looks W.

The jaunt along Centennial Trail No. 89 wasn’t the day’s final adventure, though.  On the way back to Hotel Lupe, Uncle Joe had a thought.  Why not stop somewhere near Grandma’s former home just for old time’s sake, and take a walk up to the cul-de-sac?

It was a great idea!  Over the years, Lupe and SPHP had walked up to that cul-de-sac more than 1,000 times, but had never returned once the sale of Grandma’s house closed on 5-1-20 during the pandemic, more than 4 years ago.  Lupe hadn’t even seen Grandma’s house since then where she’d spent so many happy days so long ago.

5-25-24, 6:58 PM – Joe’s suggestion worked out even better than anyone might have expected.  Approaching Grandma’s former home, the new owners came walking out the driveway along with their dog.  Turned out they were going to the cul-de-sac, too!

Approaching Grandma’s former driveway by the white mailbox (R). Photo looks WSW.

Meeting the new owners after they turned around at the cul-de-sac, Joe struck up a conversation with them.  They promptly and very graciously invited everyone to come and take a look at what they’d done with the house since purchasing it on the way back.

Back at the familiar cul-de-sac at the end of the road past Grandma’s house for the first time in more than 4 years. Photo looks SSW.

Well, why not?

Stopping by Grandma’s house, Dixie got tied up by the old apple tree, but everyone else, including Lupe, got the grand tour both inside and out.

The new owners had done a fabulous job making many improvements.  Everything was beautifully remodeled.  Grandma’s house had never looked better, but it wasn’t the same.  It didn’t feel like Grandma’s house anymore, and it wasn’t.  Those days were long gone.

Aunt Andrea (Center) and one of the new owners in the completely remodeled living, dining, and kitchen area.

One thing hadn’t changed, and did feel the same.  Out back, in the little yard where Lupe used to bark at squirrels, watch deer, and make wild turkeys fly, the red cliffs of Spring Creek canyon were still glowing in the evening sun.

The red cliffs of Spring Creek canyon from Grandma’s former backyard. Photo looks SE.

The new owners couldn’t have been nicer, and seeing that view again was truly awesome.  Lupe was happy, yet SPHP left feeling a little sad.

5-26-24, 3:52 PM – Cousin Dixie, Aunt Andrea, and Uncle Joe’s last day at Hotel Lupe!  Unfortunately, the morning had been unseasonably cold and rainy, although the weather was supposed to improve after noon.  However, the sky was still rather gloomily overcast upon arrival at the picnic ground along the SW shore of Deerfield Reservoir.

At Deerfield Reservoir in the W central Black Hills. Photo looks W.

After a short romp along the lake near the picnic area, SPHP suggested doing a segment of Deerfield Lake Loop Trail No. 40L.  This 11 mile long trail goes clear around the entire reservoir.  Way too far for this late in the day,  however, setting out from the Gold Run trailhead, it might be possible to get to the dam, which is seldom seen except by boat.

Approaching Deerfield Reservoir (Center) after setting out along Deerfield Lake Loop Trail No. 40L from the Gold Run trailhead. Photo looks NW.

Hmm.  Not to be!  SPHP realized too late that it would have been much better to start out from the road to the Dutchman campground, or even the Kinney Canyon trailhead along Deerfield Trail No. 40.  The dam was just too far from Gold Run.  Nevertheless, Lupe and Cousin Dixie both had a wonderful time roaming the forest along the trail.

Near the end, the sky began to clear.  The sun was shining when the last adventure of Dixie, Joe, and Andrea’s visit to the Black Hills reached its turnaround point.  Tomorrow morning they would be leaving Hotel Lupe and returning home to Colorado.

End of the line with Joe, Andrea, and Dixie for this Black Hills visit.

Oh, it had all been such fun!  And, best of all, more adventures together were in store in the not too distant future.  In just a few short weeks, Lupe and SPHP would be visiting Hotel Dixie in Arvada!

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2020 – The Year of Perfect Vision!

Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 240 – Deerfield Lake Loop Trail No. 40L & Hat Mountain (11-14-18)

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