Hudson Bay Mountain, Hazelton Mountains, British Columbia, Canada – The Crater Lake Trail & Beyond! (8-7-22)

Days 8 & 9 of Lupe’s 2nd Summer of 2022 Dingo Vacation to Canada & Alaska!

8-6-22, morning, Babine Mountains, 0.5 km W of Summit Pass

How’s your toe, SPHP?  Can you walk?

All bruised and purple, Loop, but it must not be broken.  Yeah, I can walk.

Yesterday evening during the steep descent of Mount Hyland’s S ridge, a rock had slid, causing SPHP to bash a boot hard straight into a boulder.  A now vivid purple toe was ugly as sin, but after a night sleeping like the dead, didn’t hurt as much as it had on the way back to the tiny house.  Summoning what energy SPHP could muster, preparations for the trip back down the McCabe Trail to Driftwood Canyon began.

8-6-22, 11:45 AM, 62ºF, end of Driftwood Road – With the exception of the pesky mosquitoes which were out in force, the morning’s scenic trek down the McCabe Trail had been fun.  Finally back at the trailhead, the Carolina Dog was anxious to leap up onto her pink blanket in the RAV4 the instant SPHP opened the door.  Lupe stayed there relaxing, eating, or snoozing the rest of the day, refusing to leave the RAV4 even for a short sniff until the Big Dipper glittered overhead.

8-7-22, 7:14 AM, 53ºF, Driftwood Canyon

Rested up yet, Looper?  Ready for action?

Oh, I don’t know, SPHP.  What did you have in mind?

Another peakbagging failure, Loopster.

Why, SPHP?  Do we intend to specialize in failures this Dingo Vacation?

No, but the true summit of this next mountain is a technical climb, Loop, beyond anything we’re capable of.  However, from what I understand, we ought to be able to get to the S summit, which isn’t an awful lot lower than the true one.

Terrific!  Shades of Mount Hyland!  Another peak with multiple summits, only one of the lower ones of which we can actually manage to get to.  What’s so special about this mountain that makes you so keen on such an undertaking, SPHP?

I like it’s name, Loop, plus it’s an incredible peak with a glacier tucked in a giant cirque we can gaze down on from more than 1,000 feet above.

That does sound cool, SPHP!  Care to share the name of this magnificent mountain with me?

I’ll give you a couple of clues, Loopster.  You’ve seen this peak on multiple occasions before, including as recently as 2 days ago.  Furthermore, in 2019 we intended to climb it, but woke to fog and mist.

Those are most excellent clues, SPHP!  Count me in!  You must be referring to Hudson Bay Mountain (8,494 ft.).

Unfortunately, despite a clear weather forecast obtained a few days ago, the morning sky was overcast.  The gray murk even spit a little rain on the drive from Driftwood Canyon into Smithers.  A new forecast was in order.  Once obtained, it held out some hope.  Cloudy all morning, but clearing this afternoon.

Guess there’s no big rush to get there, Loop.  We can cool our jets for a bit here in Smithers.  Would you like to give Hudson Bay Mountain a shot a little later on?

Absolutely, SPHP!  And another snooze before then won’t hurt a thing.

8-7-22, 11:15 AM, 59ºF, Crater Lake trailhead – Local literature referred to the access road as Ski Hill Road, but the street sign leaving the S end of Smithers actually said Dahlie Road.  Initially paved, it quickly turned into gravel Hudson Bay Mountain Road.  In any case, access was a long, windy affair that ultimately wound steeply up the mountain’s S slopes to a cluster of cabins, vacation homes, and a ski T-bar at the very end.

Although still cloudy, apparently the weather hadn’t dampened anyone else’s spirits.  The trailhead was nearly full when SPHP parked the RAV4, and the Carolina Dog leapt out.

Heading over to the building at the end of the trailhead where the T-bar started, lots of people were milling around.  Beyond the building, a green telephone pole bore the sign SPHP was looking for.

The building at the end of the trailhead where the T-bar starts.
The fancy schmancy Crater Lake trail sign.

Here we go, Looper!  The Crater Lake trail.  Think it’s about 3 km to Crater Lake from here.

Crater Lake?  You didn’t mention a lake before, SPHP, only a glacier.

Oh, forgive me.  Yes, there’s a lake here, too, Loop!  The Crater Lake trail is merely the first part of the journey to Hudson Bay Mountain’s S summit.  Supposed to be quite easy, just a steady uphill march.

Uphill it was, too!  The Crater Lake trail started out as a steep dirt road going N from the sign past several private cabins tucked back in among the trees.  Beyond the cabins, the road became rocky and rough, soon leading to a junction where the Carolina Dog turned NW on a road that wasn’t quite as steep.

Passing one of the cabins near the start. Photo looks N.
A primitive road, but excellent trail. Photo looks N.
Looking back after the initial steep push. Photo looks SSE.

This road ran through a very healthy-looking evergreen forest, but the trees rapidly began to thin out as Lupe gained elevation.  Soon the road turned into little more than a good single track trail.  Lovely views were appearing back to the SE.  Farther up the trail, not much could be seen yet, other than that it was still cloudy.

View to the SE as the forest starts to give away.
Heading for the clouds. Photo looks NNW.

Before long, Lupe reached the last stands of stunted evergreens.  Beyond them was a region known locally as the “prairie”, a vast, lush meadow of grass and wildflowers.  Ahead, the trail continued NW across the prairie directly toward long snowbanks along the upper rim of a cirque where Crater Lake remained hidden from view.  Above the snow, Hudson Bay Mountain was cloaked in fog.

Near the last stunted evergreens on the way to Crater Lake. Photo looks NW.

The Crater Lake trail is popular.  Lupe met quite a few groups of people and dogs already on their way back down from the lake, and more were on their way higher, both ahead of and behind her.  A cool breeze out of the W kept the bugs away during the steady, easy to moderately-paced climb through the scenic prairie.

The American Dingo enjoyed sweeping views toward all points S on a trek that proved longer than it first appeared.

Part of Hudson Bay Mountain’s enormous SE prairie. Photo looks ESE.

Progress was good.  As Lupe gained elevation on the way to the cirque, the clouds were lifting as well, revealing more and more of the region above Crater Lake.  All rock with scattered snowfields, Hudson Bay Mountain didn’t otherwise look like rugged territory at all, just a very big hill.  Getting to the S summit was going to be a breeze!

Closing in on the cirque as the clouds lift from Hudson Bay Mountain (Center). Photo looks NW.

At the upper end of the prairie, Lupe reached a ridge featuring minor rock formations overlooking a valley 75 feet lower.  Beyond this valley, blue-gray Crater Lake nestled in the cirque at the base of cliffs and steep slopes surrounding the entire N half of the lake.  Crater Lake was almost perfectly round, with a waterfall cascading down an extraordinarily steep, snowy ravine to the middle of the N shore.

Crater Lake comes into view. Photo looks NW.

Let’s go see Crater Lake, SPHP!

That’s the plan, Looper!  We’ll take a break there before continuing on.

On the way down into the valley, Lupe roamed W off-trail a little way to get a look from a slightly different angle.  Crater Lake and the big cirque it was in were very beautiful.  Small wonder it was such a popular destination!

Crater Lake. Photo looks NNW.

While in the valley, the sun came out, shining brightly from a still mostly cloudy sky.  Miller Creek, the exit stream flowing from the SE corner of Crater Lake, vanished mysteriously beneath a big snowbank down here.  Directly ahead was a rocky, 20 foot high bank leading to Crater Lake.  Crossing the stream, Loop was up the bank in no time.

Miller Creek vanishes beneath the snow. Photo looks WSW.
Below the bank leading to Crater Lake. Photo looks NNW.
At Crater Lake. Photo looks NNW.

8-7-22, 12:30 PM – 20 people, and 5 or 6 dogs, were at Crater Lake when Lupe arrived.  The water was exceptionally clear, cold, and quickly got deep beyond the shore.  The American Dingo had a drink, but did not venture in.  A beach of small rocks was over by the SE shore, but SPHP instead chose a vantage point on a hill overlooking the middle of the S shore as a break spot.

The rocky SE beach (R). Photo looks E.

Beef jerky, Loop?

No need to ask twice!  The Carolina Dog practically inhaled it, resorting to Taste of the Wild only after SPHP cut off the jerky supply.

A very pleasant time was spent enjoying the superb view of Crater Lake and the waterfall plunging into it on the opposite shore, but after such a late start Lupe couldn’t stay here too long, if she hoped to ever get to the S summit of Hudson Bay Mountain.

The steep, snowy ravine and waterfall along the N shore. Photo looks N.

People and dogs came and went.  Crater Lake was the final destination for the vast majority, but a few ventured up the long slope E of the lake.

Hate to eat and run, but that’s what we need to be doing too, Loop.

Bidding lovely Crater Lake a fond farewell, the American Dingo was on her way.  A use trail had been seen veering off to the NE from the ridge where Crater Lake had first come into view, so Lupe retraced her route back to it.

The use trail was moderate to fairly steep.  Easy to follow, it ran N up the long grassy slope overlooking the E side of Crater Lake, which was still visible below.  Before long, Lupe reached the end of the grassy region.  From here, the trail zig-zagged up into the rocky world of Hudson Bay Mountain’s enormous SE ridge.

The use trail. Crater Lake (L), Hudson Bay Mountain (Center). Photo looks NW.
Near the end of the grass. Hudson Bay Mountain (L), SE Ridge (R). Photo looks NW.

Once up into the rock, the top of the giant ridge never looked an awful lot higher, but looks were deceiving.  No matter how high Lupe climbed, the top of the ridge remained a few hundred feet above.  The use trail soon turned NW, eventually nearly vanishing in a sea of rock.  Cairns with pink ribbons helped mark the route.

It would have been possible to ascend to the SE ridge almost anywhere.  The rocks weren’t all that big, a mix of large scree and small boulders.  Where undisturbed, the rocks were covered with dark lichens, but were tan, gray, or brown along the path.  In fact, there seemed to be multiple paths.  The few people coming down passed either well above, or below, Lupe’s route.

Climbing at a moderate pace nearly all the time, Loop also encountered occasional flat sections, plus a few short, gritty, steep spots, too.  She led the way, displaying great energy and enthusiasm.

Below the enormous SE ridge. Photo looks NNE.
Pressing on toward the snowfields. Photo looks NW.
Crater Lake (R) from above. Photo looks SSW.
Still a long way to go! Photo looks NW.
By a cairn with a pink ribbon as the trail vanishes among the rock. Photo looks NNW.

Lupe was already a long way from Crater Lake when a trail going more directly up to Hudson Bay Mountain’s SE ridge appeared.  This was a steeper route, but finally got the Carolina Dog clear up to the ridgeline.

Heading up to the SE ridge. Photo looks NE.
On the giant SE ridge. Photo looks SE.

Unobstructed views to the S had become increasingly spectacular ever since reaching the prairie, but this was different.  Loop now stood on the brink of a precipice overlooking a long U-shaped valley.  Peering over the edge, Smithers was in sight way down at the lower ESE end.  A dark gray and rust brown peak flecked with snow culminated the upper end.

Along the brink of the SE ridge. Hudson Bay Mountain (R). Photo looks NW.

Huh.  What happened to the glacier, Loopster?  I don’t see it.

Maybe it melted, SPHP?

Since the day before yesterday?  We saw it from Mount Hyland, Loop.

Oh, that’s right!  This must be the wrong valley then, SPHP.

SPHP checked the topo map.

You’re right, Looper.  We’re looking at the Simpson Creek canyon.  The glacier is beyond the next ridge to the N.  Should be able to see it once we get up to that peak at the upper end of this canyon.

Is that peak the S summit, SPHP?

Don’t think so, Loop.  It’s actually the lower end of an upper SE ridge.  Once we get to it, the S summit should only be another 0.5 km, if that.

Climbing near the precipice along the rim of the Simpson Creek canyon, Lupe followed various use trails NW.  Like the rest of the mountain had been, these routes were rocky, but not difficult.  Several steepish rises were followed by much flatter sections.

Heading up along the rim of the Simpson Creek canyon (R). Photo looks NW.

The first sign of trouble came from the top of the first rise.  A bump on the back side of the “peak” at the upper end of the canyon that hadn’t been visible earlier when the mountain was shrouded in clouds, was now seen to be much more than a mere wart.  In fact, it was a huge, steep-sided fin jutting up substantially higher well beyond the “peak”.

Monitoring the pimple (Center) on the peak ahead while it still appeared small. Photo looks NW.
The huge fin (Center). Photo looks NW.

Sheesh!  I don’t like the looks of that fin, Loop.

Do you think it’s Hudson Bay Mountain’s S summit, SPHP?

Precisely what I’m afraid of, Looper.

The last large flat region led to a slight downslope.  At the bottom stood a big cairn topped by a pink ribbon.  This cairn had been extended into a 15 foot long wall of rock 4 feet high.  Beyond this edifice lay the slope comprising the final steep ascent to the “peak” at the upper end of the Simpson Creek canyon, and the troubling dark fin beyond.

By the cairn and wall of rock. Photo looks NNW.

A chill, 20 mph breeze blew out of the W as Lupe began her ascent from the big cairn.  Occasionally, there were stronger gusts or moments of calm.  Still displaying amazing energy, the American Dingo continued to lead the way among dark rocks on a path of tan and gold near the edge of the Simpson Creek canyon.

Never hesitating, Looper climbed and climbed.  SPHP tried to judge how much higher she had to go by checking progress versus the 2,340 meter ridge across the canyon.  Seemed to take a long time to pull even with it.  200 meters yet to go!

The long trudge higher. Photo looks NW.

At last, a small dome of snow appeared.  This was it, the top of the peak at the head of the Simpson Creek canyon!

Approaching the snow dome. Photo looks N.

No, not really.  As the topo map had shown, this wasn’t actually the top of anything, merely the lower end of an upper, much shorter, SE ridge.  And the snow dome turned out to be only half of a dome.  Beyond it was an incredible sight!  Towering above others, 3 jagged summits soared skyward at the head of a spectacular chasm sheltering the Hudson Bay Glacier more than 1,000 feet below.

Dingo on the half dome. Photo looks NW.
Hudson Bay Mountain: S summit (far L), Middle summit (L), True summit (L of Center). Photo looks NW.
Hudson Bay Glacier. Photo looks NNE.

The view was stunning, almost terrifying!  Beyond the half snow dome, along a much narrower, but still easily passable ridge, several minor high points led NW toward the first tower, the same dark fin Lupe had seen before, now clearly identifiable as the S summit of Hudson Bay Mountain.

Circling S of the half snow dome to avoid the fearsome precipice, Looper continued up the gently sloping ridge a short distance to the first minor high point.  Pausing here, SPHP suddenly saw that she was standing next to a white plastic bottle with a black top.

By the white bottle (R). S summit (far L). Photo looks N.

Let’s take a break, Loop!  The registry must be in that bottle.  Evidently this must be about as far as most people go.

Inside the bottle were 2 booklets with lemon yellow covers, Glacier View Books 1 & 2, and several pencils.  Book 1 was nearly full of entries.  Book 2 had only a few on the first page.

Glacier View Book 1.

8-7-22, 3:50 PM, Hudson Bay Mountain (8,494 ft.), at the registry high point on the upper SE ridge leading to the S summit –

Hmm!  Looks like you’re the only one to make it this far today, Looper.  Last entry was yesterday.

So the people we saw that were going down never got this far, SPHP?

Evidently not, Loop.  Either that, or they just didn’t bother to sign in.

Well, sign me in, SPHP.  Then let’s have a chocolate coconut bar!

Gads!  I forgot to bring one, Loop.  How about more beef jerky, instead?

Ordinarily I accept no substitutes, SPHP, but I’ll make an exception in this case.

What? No chocolate coconut bar! Relaxing on the upper SE ridge. Photo looks SE.

SPHP shook Lupe’s paw, congratulating the American Dingo on getting this close to the S summit, then shared the enthusiastically received beef jerky with her.  This was followed up with the last of the Taste of the Wild for Loop; peanuts and vanilla pudding for SPHP.  After entering Lupe’s name in one of the Glacier View registries, SPHP placed both books back into the white bottle before restoring it to its place.

For some reason, this upper SE ridge wasn’t as windy as during the tan and gold climb to the half snow dome.  The breeze was only 10 mph out of the W, although during stronger gusts it felt even cooler than before.  Fewer clouds were in the sky now, but Hudson Bay Mountain drew those that were like a magnet.  Lupe was often in shadow, brief moments of sunshine vanishing as quickly and suddenly as they had appeared.

Far more clouds lingered among mountains visible toward almost every horizon.  The Babines, where Lupe had spent the last several days, were way off to the NE, and sunnier than the rest.  A much higher range with a multitude of impressive peaks sporting big glaciers was off to the S and W.  These lofty unfamiliar peaks were all far away among thick clouds.  Nearby Aldrich Lake and Dennis Lake down in the lowlands were about all that SPHP was able to identify.

Having a look around from the registry high point. Photo looks NNE.
Glacier view from the registry high point. Babine Mountains (R) in the distance. Photo looks NE.
Babine Mountains. Photo looks NE with help from the telephoto lens.
Unidentified peaks and lake. Photo looks W(?) with help from the telephoto lens.
Aldrich Lake (L) and Dennis Lake (R). Photo looks SW.
Distant glacier-clad peaks among the clouds. Photo looks S or SW with lots of help from the telephoto lens.
Snowy giants. Photo looks S or SW with lots of help from the telephoto lens.

Shall we continue on, SPHP?  See if we can get to the S summit?

Not at all optimistic about that at this point, Loop, but sure, let’s see how far we can go.

The next minor high point wasn’t much farther.  Lupe scrambled up to a ridge providing even more spectacular views of the Hudson Bay Glacier and Hudson Bay Mountain’s fantastically rugged summit region.

On the high point NW of the registry location. Babine Mountains (L) in the distance. Photo looks SE.
Pondering the incredible glacier view. Babine Mountains (R). Photo looks NE.
Hudson Bay Glacier. Photo looks NNE.

Only 2 more high points were beyond this one, the second being the scary dark fin of Hudson Bay Mountain’s S summit looming not too far ahead.  Getting to the next to the last high point involved a descent of maybe 25 or 30 feet to a small saddle next to a snowbank.  That didn’t look hard, but from there, Lupe would have to climb 80 to 100 feet up a slope so steep that it looked pretty sketchy to SPHP.

Think we’re done, Loop.  If this next high point actually was the S summit, we’d drop down to the saddle to take a closer look, but even if we manage to get up there, we’d still have to face that frightful fin.

We’re off to a such grand start on this Dingo Vacation, aren’t we, SPHP?  First two mountains we try to climb are fails.  This time, we can’t even get to the S summit, never mind the true one.

Eh, no worries, Looper!  Thought we’d easily get to the S summit from what I’d read online, but it really doesn’t make any difference.  Knew all along that Hudson Bay Mountain’s true summit was beyond anything we can do, so this fail was pre-ordained from the start.  Actually amazing that we got this far.  Hudson Bay Mountain has over 5,000 feet of prominence!

Have to admit, we did get pretty high, SPHP.  What an imposing summit, too!  Genuine mountaineering territory from here on.

Scares me just looking at it, Loop!  The whole experience came complete with beautiful Crater Lake and this awesome glacier, too!  Look at where we are.  What an incredible mountain!  So glad we came, even if we can’t get to the top.

As close as Lupe got to Hudson Bay Mountain’s S summit (L). Photo looks NW.

While the Carolina Dog enjoyed tremendous sweeping views far off into the distance from the upper SE ridge, Hudson Bay Mountain (8,494 ft.) itself, with it’s fearsome multi-crag summit and spectacular glacier so far below, was the real scenic highlight.  For over an hour, Lupe and SPHP remained high on the SE ridge in the cool W breeze, happy to be here.

Hudson Bay Mountain’s craggy summit region: S summit (far L), Middle summit (L), True summit (Center). Photo looks NW.

8-7-22, 5:00 PM, Hudson Bay Mountain (8,494 ft.) – Lupe stood alone on the 2nd minor high point she’d reached on the upper SE ridge, her point of farthest advance, the unattainable dark fin of the S summit still more than 200 feet higher looming beyond her.  Sniffing the breeze, surveying the glory all about her, she waited for SPHP to give the signal that the sad, inevitable moment of departure had arrived.

Final moments high on Hudson Bay Mountain. Photo looks NW.

Stay up there, Loopster!  I’ll take another one from a little farther down!

Moment of glory! Photo looks NW.

Wow!  Doesn’t get much better than this!  OK, thanks Loop, it’s time!

Lupe came running, but hung around with SPHP at the registry high point enjoying the grandeur of Hudson Bay Mountain for another 10 minutes before her descent began in earnest.

The wind was again 20 mph out of the W as the American Dingo headed down the tan and gold path below the half snow dome.  The descent was super scenic, fast, and easy, the wind eventually diminishing as Lupe lost elevation.  The “prairie” and the cluster of vacation homes and cabins that Loop had started out from more than 3,000 feet below were in view practically the entire way.

Simpson Creek canyon (R). Photo looks ESE.
Heading down the gold and tan path. The prairie (L). Photo looks SE.

Lupe eventually met 2 men coming up the mountain.  Although the sun was getting low, they were young, strong, and moving fast.

Have a feeling you won’t be the only one signed in on the registry today, Looper!

Approaching Crater Lake again. Photo looks S.

By the time Lupe got back to the prairie, the young men had already passed slow-poke SPHP on their way down.

Back at the prairie. Photo looks SE.

The American Dingo did not return to Crater Lake, instead joining the parade of people and dogs on their way back to the trailhead.  Lupe met Mika, a beautiful young dog that wasn’t yet as big as she was.  A couple of sniffs, and they hit it off!  So this wonderful, happy day on fabulous Hudson Bay Mountain ended with a wild game of Dingo tag among the prairie wildflowers swaying in the W breeze.  (8-7-22, 8:03 PM, 59ºF)

Amid the prairie wildflowers at the end of a marvelous day. Photo looks NE.
On Hudson Bay Mountain, Hazelton Mountains, British Columbia, Canada 8-7-22

Links:

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Hudson Bay Mountain & Crater Lake Trail Map

Bulkley Valley Backpackers Society Website

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Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 313 – Centennial Trail No. 89: South from Bear Butte Lake with Cousin Laddie (2-12-23)

Where to?  This was only the second full day of Cousin Laddie’s stay at Hotel Lupe, but also the last one, too.  Tomorrow Laddie would already be on his way back home to Colorado.  Gotta come up with something worthy of the occasion, but with a fair amount of snow in some parts of the Black Hills, what would be a good choice?

SPHP didn’t have to ponder the question long.  But, of course!  Why not?  Both Uncle Joe and Laddie had enjoyed yesterday’s trek N from Fort Meade along Centennial Trail No. 89.  They might enjoy completing that whole segment of the trail leading to Bear Butte Lake by starting at the lake, and working back toward Fort Meade.  Ought to be easy to link up with the point where everyone turned back yesterday.

When Uncle Joe expressed enthusiasm for this plan, the die was cast.

10:45 AM, 49ºF, Bear Butte Lake trailhead, Centennial Trail No. 89 – Just as sunny and warm today as yesterday, but a 20 mph NW wind sweeping across the frozen lake sure made it feel colder.  Joe and SPHP bundled up a bit and were fine.  Lupe apparently was, too.  No need to worry about Cousin Laddie under all that luxuriant Sheltie fur!

Everyone was soon ready to hit the trail, which started out heading SW along a mowed path a little way from the lake’s SE shore.

Bear Butte from the trailhead. Photo looks NNE.
Joe and Lupe about to head out. Photo looks W.
Crossing the mighty Bear Butte Lake glacier near the very start. Photo looks WSW.
Bear Butte Lake with the Black Hills beyond. Photo looks W.

Halfway along the SE shore, Centennial Trail No. 89 went quite close to the lake.  Might as well go have a look!

Bear Butte Lake from the SE shore. Photo looks N.
Bear Butte from Bear Butte Lake. Photo looks NE.
Joe and Laddie get in on the act. Photo looks NE.

After passing a small bay at the S end of the lake, the trail headed W out onto the prairie.  Going gradually up a long rise, the trail flattened out near Hill 3204.  Venturing a short distance off-trail, the hill provided a sweet view of Bear Butte Lake with Bear Butte (4,422 ft.) beyond.

Heading out onto the prairie. Photo looks W.
Bear Butte Lake and Bear Butte from Hill 3204. Photo looks NE.

Returning to Centennial Trail No. 89, it continued W across a featureless plain, eventually angling SW toward a ridge.  From the top this ridge there was a last view of Bear Butte and Bear Butte Lake back to the NE.

Heading for the ridge. Photo looks SW.
Bear Butte and Bear Butte Lake from the top of the ridge. Photo looks NE.

A vast expanse of prairie was now in sight to the W with the Black Hills beyond it.  Crook Mountain (4,930 ft.) was readily identifiable to the WSW past Oyster Mountain (4,040 ft.), although neither looked all that big from here.

Oyster Mountain (the darkly forested hill way beyond Lupe) with Crook Mountain (slightly L) beyond it. Photo looks W.

The most interesting view, though, was to the S.  The long ridge everyone had reached yesterday from Fort Meade was 1.5 miles away.  Since there was plenty of time to get over to it, a short break was taken here before continuing on.  Conditions were more pleasant now, the N wind having died down somewhat.

Looking SSW toward the long, flat, grassy ridge that was today’s objective.

Soon everyone was ready to press on.  Centennial Trail No. 89 went S as it now descended toward the lowlands.  Near a pond, the trail reached a fence line, which it followed SW to a gate.  Going through the gate, the trail became more of a faint 2 track road as it headed S again.  By the time it eventually curved SW, the majority of the distance to the next ridge had already been covered.

Approaching the destination ridge. Photo looks SW.

Near the end of this stretch through the lowlands, the trail curved SE, starting up toward the same gap in the ridge to the S everyone had made it to yesterday.  In this region, Cousin Laddie and Uncle Joe successfully completed their explorations of Centennial Trail No. 89 between Fort Meade and Bear Butte Lake.  Nearly to the ridge now, going all the way to the top again seemed like the thing to do.

Joe and Laddie heading up to the gap (R). Bear Butte (Center). Photo looks NE.
Looking ESE down on the gap as Joe and Laddie complete the trek up onto the ridge.

Once up on the ridge, the plan was to take a break somewhere along the N edge.  Going W along the rim, a second point jutting out toward the N seemed like a good spot.  The upper E side provided some shelter from the wind, which was still blowing.  This area overlooked a ravine full of snow that extended clear back down to the prairie.

Lupe and Laddie on a snowbank near the break spot. Bear Butte (R). Photo looks NNE.

Just like yesterday, SPHP let Laddie and Lupe split a chocolate coconut bar, followed up by as much Taste of the Wild as they wanted.  Joe and SPHP had apples and Kirkland bars again.  Water, of course, for anyone who wanted it.

Sweeping views of the low prairie looked like one might go on exploring forever.  Only 2 miles W, the Black Hills beckoned clad in dark pines.

The Black Hills. Photo looks WSW.

A small pond was in sight about 0.5 mile N out on the prairie.  Although Centennial Trail No. 89 didn’t go to it, getting there would be easy.  The plan for the return became to follow the long snowfield extending down the ravine, then continue across the prairie to visit this little pond.

However, what looked like a carcass was visible down along the W side of the ravine.  Before everyone got underway again, Joe leashed Laddie up to prevent him from getting anywhere near it.

Laddie with the anti-carcass leash on.
Joe and Laddie out on the breezy point. Photo looks NW.

The snow in the ravine was strong, supporting even SPHP’s weight.  Joe and Laddie completely by-passed the carcass, but Lupe and SPHP went over for a look.  The cow had been dead so long that even the Carolina Dog didn’t want a thing to do with it.

Heading down the snow-filled ravine. Photo looks NNE.
The poor icky cow! Photo looks NE.

After sticking with the snow in the ravine until it ran out, the trek across the prairie to the little pond was next.  A bit of cactus caused Loopster to insist upon implementing her anti-cactus strategy, which basically meant SPHP had to go first, certifying the route directly ahead was cacti-free.  Only then would Lupe follow.

Looking SW back up toward the ridge.
Loop on her way down. Photo looks SW.
Exploring the prairie. Photo looks SSW.

The little pond was frozen, of course.  Uncle Joe ventured onto the ice.  Cousin Laddie eventually did, too.  The American Dingo and SPHP did not.  The only other thing of interest here was a gnarled tree on a small barren rise just NE of the pond.  Even the tree wasn’t all that fascinating, but at least Lupe and Laddie could say they’d been here.

Uncle Joe out on the ice. Photo looks NNW.
By the gnarled tree. Photo looks E.

Heading E from the pond and its lone gnarled tree, Centennial Trail No. 89 was soon reached again.  Rather than go back entirely along the same route, the day’s journey concluded with a detour around the N side of Bear Butte Lake on the way back to the trailhead.

This involved a trek through a campground, following a primitive road through some trees where there were big mounds of snow, and ended with a short-cut through an extensive, currently dry region of cattails.

Bear Butte and Bear Butte Lake back in sight again. Photo looks NE.
Getting close to Bear Butte Lake. Photo looks E.
On a snowbank near the W end of the lake. Photo looks N.
Setting out around the N side of Bear Butte Lake. Photo looks NE.

By 2:40 PM, the day’s outdoor adventures were over.  It had been a fun time with Cousin Laddie and Uncle Joe.  Although Hotel Lupe wasn’t serving dinner tonight, Grandma was throwing a Super Bowl party at her apartment.

There were lots of good things to eat!  Lupe got a Busy Rib Hide.  Laddie didn’t, because he had only one front tooth to chew with, his L canine that earned him his Cousin Snaggle Fang nickname, but he could have Beggin’ Strips.  Both cousins also enjoyed plenty of baked chicken that SPHP doled out.

Lupe was disappointed the Dingoes weren’t even in it, but the Super Bowl was actually exciting this year!  The Kansas City Chiefs defeated the Philadelphia Eagles 38 to 35 in a high-scoring duel undecided until the final seconds.

Cousin Laddie’s brief visit to Hotel Lupe and the Black Hills with Uncle Joe and Aunt Andrea had been a marvelous time!  Lupe and SPHP were so glad they had come, even though 2.5 happy days together had flown by all too quickly.  The next morning it was sad to see them go.

No one at the time, though, realized just how extremely sad it was.

With Cousin Laddie & Uncle Joe near Bear Butte Lake, South Dakota 2-12-23

Links:

Next Black Hills Expedition                     Prior Black Hills Expedition

Centennial Trail No. 89 Brochure & Map

Lupe & Laddie’s GPS Track to the Break Spot

Remembering Cousin Laddie

Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 312 – Centennial Trail No. 312 North from Fort Meade with Cousin Laddie (2-11-22)

Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 149 – Centennial Trail No. 89: Fort Meade to Bear Butte Lake (12-19-15)

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Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 312 – Centennial Trail No. 89: North from Fort Meade with Cousin Laddie (2-11-23)

2-10-23, mid-afternoon at home – Lupe was going berserk!  Despite being delayed due to a super icy hill, Cousin Laddie, Aunt Andrea, and Uncle Joe were here from Colorado!  Wild with joy, the Carolina Dog greeted them all to Hotel Lupe with enormous enthusiasm.  Chocolate bars were on their pillows, and SPHP was cooking tonight!

In the evening, even Grandma came over for the feast.  Cousin Laddie was hoping for SPHP’s “Sheltie delight” spaghetti, but got chili instead.  Once it cooled off enough, Laddie decided the chili wasn’t bad, either, stuffing himself with 2 big bowls of it.  Not to be outdone, Lupe had 3.

2-11-23, 10:27 AM, 44ºF, junction of USFS Roads No. 144 & No. 144.1A – As Lupe hoped and expected, Cousin Laddie’s arrival meant adventures in the Black Hills were in store!  SPHP had selected Peak 5321 near Nemo as a good objective to start with.

Seemed like a perfect choice!  USFS Road No. 144.1A went nearly all the way to the top with less than 300 feet of elevation gain, passing scenic Ash Point just before getting there.  Another great viewpoint was a short distance beyond the summit, too, if everyone felt a bit more ambitious.

However, there was a lot more snow than SPHP anticipated at the start of USFS Road No. 144.1A.  So much snow that Uncle Joe was wishing he’d brought snowshoes!

At the start of USFS Road No. 144.1A. Photo looks S.

Well, this was a N slope.  SPHP promoted the notion that once the road got up to where it enjoyed a more S-facing exposure, the snow wouldn’t be nearly so deep.  There might not even be any snow at all.  Uncle Joe was willing to play along with that idea, at least for a little way.

After passing a barricade near the start, No. 144.1A angled SE.  The snow made what should have been an easy, gradual ascent quite a workout.  Cousin Laddie with his short Sheltie legs had the hardest time of it, but didn’t complain at all, bounding through chest deep snow like a trooper, trying to keep up with Uncle Joe.

By the barricade near the start. Photo looks SSE.
The snowy initial climb. Photo looks SE.

After gaining 100 feet of elevation, the road curved SW and started to level out in a sunnier region.  As expected, there was less snow here.

Joe and Laddie lead the way on a still mostly snowy road. Photo looks WSW.

Before long, No. 144.1A curved SE again.  With the snow just as deep as it was earlier, SPHP had to concede that maybe Peak 5321 wasn’t actually such a great idea today.  A new plan was hatched.  If it was too snowy in the hills, maybe Joe and Laddie would be interested in a prairie hike at much lower elevations?

Joe and Lupe as far as the snow trek went, a little over 0.4 mile in. Photo looks SE.

When SPHP suggested taking Centennial Trail No. 89 N from Fort Meade, Joe was all for it.  He liked the Fort Meade area, in fact, Joe and Cousin Dusty had often been with Loopster on Centennial Trail No. 89 N of the Alkali Creek trailhead, just S of Fort Meade.  Joe called that section of the trail the “Ponderosa hike”, and it had always been one of their favorites in the entire Black Hills region.

With this new plan in mind, everyone headed back to the RAV4.

Returning to the RAV4 on a still too wintery USFS Road No. 144.1A. Photo looks NW.

2-11-23, 11:54 AM, 52ºF, Centennial Trail No. 89, Fort Meade trailhead – Oh, yeah!  Much better!  Cousin Laddie was going to have an easier time of it here.  Some snow around, but not much, and only in a few spots.

At the Fort Meade trailhead. Photo looks NW.

After crossing Hwy 34/79 just W of Fort Meade, everyone went through a gate N of the highway, then continued N through a field of tall, dry grass toward oaks and cottonwoods over by Bear Butte Creek.

About to head through the gate after crossing Hwy 34/79. Photo looks N.
Reaching the trees near Bear Butte Creek. Photo looks NE.

A surprise was waiting at Bear Butte Creek.  The bridge that used to be here was gone!  No sign of it!  Fortunately, the creek was running low.  Joe wandered W along the near bank, looking for a place to cross.  He found a suitable spot 200 feet upstream.

Meanwhile, Cousin Laddie had ventured into Bear Butte Creek.  Finding it deeper than he expected, Laddie tried to get out, but each time he leapt up onto a shelf of ice along the edge of the stream, a big chunk would collapse beneath him, plunging the Sheltie right back into the water.

Laddie kept trying, though, finally managing to escape.  Laddie, Lupe, and SPHP all headed for the area where Uncle Joe had made it across, and had success, too.

Joe already up on the N bank, waiting for Laddie. Photo looks NW.
Bear Butte Creek. Photo looks WNW.

After crossing Bear Butte Creek and finding the trail again, it headed NE across a huge field.  A long ridge more than 150 feet high was just to the N.  The top of Bear Butte (4,422 ft.) was visible beyond it.

Entering the field. Bear Butte (R). Photo looks NE.

The trail went NE all the way to a fence line where it turned N.  Warning whistles revealed the presence of a small prairie dog town near the base of the ridge.  All excited, the American Dingo dashed off to stick her nose down some prairie dog holes and enjoy some serious sniffing.

Either Shelties don’t give a fig about prairie dogs, or Laddie didn’t hear them due to his partial deafness.  In any case, he displayed absolutely no interest, preferring to follow Uncle Joe up the 2 track dirt road the trail now followed up the ridge.  When SPHP went that way, too, Lupe quickly abandoned her prairie dog investigations.

Beyond the prairie dog village, starting up the ridge. Photo looks NE.

After getting up the first rise, the dirt road flattened out.  The top of the ridge was still somewhat higher.  A second minor push required to get to the upper plateau didn’t take long.  Once on top, a lone boulder was seen resting 30 feet E of the road near the S rim.

The boulder looked like a good spot to take a break.  A couple of ponds were in sight a mile E, and Bear Butte was in view again, too.  Sitting on the grass, SPHP let Laddie and Lupe split a chocolate coconut bar, and gave them as much Taste of the Wild as they wanted.  Joe and SPHP each had a Kirkland bar that Joe provided, plus an apple.

On the big grassy bench below the top of the ridge. Photo looks NW.
Relaxing near the lone boulder. Bear Butte (R). Photo looks NNE.
The ponds (Center) from the boulder near the S edge of the ridge. Photo looks E.
The view back toward Fort Meade and Bear Butte Creek. Photo looks S.

After the pleasant rest break, following the dirt road just a little farther N led to an intersection.  Centennial Trail No. 89 turned NE (R) here in the general direction of Bear Butte, remaining on top of the broad ridge.

This flat stroll was about as easy as it gets, and views of the surrounding prairie were terrific.  Conditions were fabulous for February, mid 50’s ºF, with scarcely a breeze.  Joe and SPHP chatted about what a great place to camp this ridge would be on a starry night.

The western South Dakota prairie. Photo looks NNW.

Laddie and Lupe didn’t find all that much to sniff up here other than an empty water trough in a wooden fence, but still seemed to be enjoying themselves.

By the dry water trough. Bear Butte (L). Photo looks NE.

After going NE for more than a mile, the road curved E toward a gap in the ridge.  Before heading down into the gap, a few moments were taken to appreciate the view of Bear Butte from up here.  Bear Butte Lake was just coming into sight at the base of the mountain.

A long, long time ago, Cousin Dusty had been up here with Lupe.  It was sad to think that Cousin Dusty was gone now, but, of course, nice to have Cousin Laddie’s company.

Laddie and Lupe together before descending into the gap. Photo looks NE.
Bear Butte Lake at the base of Bear Butte with help from the telephoto lens.

Descending into the gap, Uncle Joe scanned the ground for artifacts as he turned N, venturing farther down into the prairie.

Below the ridge after going through the gap. Photo looks NW.
Joe and Laddie head farther out into the prairie. Photo looks NW.

Bear Butte’s summit is the N end of 111 mile long Centennial Trail No. 89, but Laddie and Lupe weren’t going that far today.  Now 2.5 miles from the Fort Meade trailhead, Uncle Joe was ready to turn back.

About ready to head back up onto the ridge. Photo looks S.
Cousin Laddie at trail’s end for the day.
Bear Butte from the turnaround point. Photo looks NE.

The return was beautiful, half of it way up on the ridge with the big prairie views, this time heading toward the Black Hills.

Joe and Laddie returning to the ridge. Photo looks SSE.
Heading for the Black Hills. Photo looks SW.

2-11-23, 3:00 PM, Fort Meade trailhead – Nearly the entire return route was identical, except near the very end.  By going farther W through the huge field and a picnic ground, a lovely bridge over Bear Butte Creek had been discovered along a bike path.  Happily, Laddie hadn’t had to brave the icy waters a second time.

Later on in the evening, Cousin Laddie had another reason to celebrate.  Joe and Andrea brought Grandma over to Hotel Lupe again, and SPHP didn’t disappoint.  Tonight’s chef’s special was “Sheltie delight” spaghetti, a Laddie favorite even American Dingoes were partial to.

Cousin Laddie on Centennial Trail No. 89 between Fort Meade & Bear Butte 2-11-23

Links:

Next Black Hills Expedition                    Prior Black Hills Expedition

Lupe & Laddie’s GPS Track

Centennial Trail No. 89 Brochure & Map

Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 149 – Centennial Trail No. 89: Fort Meade to Bear Butte Lake (12-19-15)

Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 129 – Centennial Trail No. 89 near Fort Meade (5-22-15)

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