Denali to Skagway – On the Road Again, Looking for Fun! (9-5-18 to 9-7-18)

Days 33-35 of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Yukon, Northwest Territories & Alaska!

9-5-18, 8:04 AM, 39°F, Denali State Park – Blue skies!  An encouraging start.  Maybe today was the big day when Lupe would finally get to climb Reindeer Hills (5,102 ft.)?  Warming the G6 up a bit, SPHP drove NE on George Parks Highway No. 3.  During a quick stop at the Little Coal Creek trailhead (MP 163.9), Lupe stretched and sniffed around, while SPHP got ready for the Reindeer Hills.

A mile back, SPHP had driven past the Denali North viewpoint.  Better check that out before continuing on to the Reindeer Hills!

The Denali N viewpoint is at MP 162.9 of George Parks Highway No. 3. The Denali S viewpoint is at MP 135.2. Lupe had been to the S viewpoint a couple of days ago.

Any day an American Dingo gets to see Denali (20,310 ft.) is a great one!  Lupe had been to Denali State Park in both 2016 and 2017, but apart from a couple of brief partial glimpses, the highest mountain in North America had always remained hidden among the clouds.

However, today was a great day!  Gleaming white against the blue sky, Denali was out in the open, along with a host of other mighty peaks of the Alaska Range.

Denali looms far beyond mountains on the NW side of the Chulitna River valley. Photo looks WNW.
Jagged peaks of the Alaska Range. Photo looks WNW.
Incredible snowy peaks like these were mere foothills compared to Denali.

Lupe had already seen Denali from the South viewpoint a couple of days ago.  SPHP was of the opinion that the S viewpoint actually provided a better look at the monstrous mountain.

However, on the way to the Reindeer Hills, well out of Denali State Park along George Parks Highway No. 3, Lupe had even better views of Denali right from the highway.  Far more of the frozen giant was in sight.  Even from 45 miles away, the towering height and sheer massiveness of the world’s coldest mountain outside of Antarctica was incredible to behold!

Denali from George Parks Highway No. 3 NE of Denali State Park. Photo looks W with help from the telephoto lens.

Approaching Cantwell, the Reindeer Hills came into sight, mere blips in comparison with Denali, but nevertheless, an exciting and challenging peakbagging prospect for Lupe and SPHP.

Approaching the Reindeer Hills. Photo looks NE.

The key question was how to access the Reindeer Hills (5,102 ft.)?  At Cantwell, SPHP turned E on Denali Highway No. 8, which soon turned to gravel.  The high point of the Reindeer Hills is only a couple of miles N of the highway 6 or 7 miles E of Cantwell.  However, all through this area, the road stayed S of a heavily forested creek drainage.

Loop would have to battle through a lengthy stretch of trackless forest and bogs, crossing the unseen stream somewhere along the way, before reaching the lower slopes of the Reindeer Hills.  The prospect seemed daunting.  8 miles from Cantwell, SPHP parked the G6 by a lovely little lake on the S side of the highway.  Lupe got out for a look around, while SPHP paused to consider her options.

By the lovely pond 8 miles E of Cantwell. Photo looks SW.

Gazing at the Reindeer Hills high point, the mountain looked like an easy climb, if only Lupe could get to it!

Reindeer Hills high point from the parking area by the little lake. Photo looks NW.

Pondering the situation, getting across the hidden stream seemed to be the crucial issue.  The topo map showed the creek being closest to the highway a couple of miles back W where it joined a tributary of the Jack River.  W was sort of bad, though, because that was in the downstream direction.  Even before reaching the Jack River tributary, the stream would be bigger.  On the other paw, the stream was so close to the road there, it wouldn’t take Loop long to get to it.  She would find out very quickly if fording the creek was realistic or not.

May as well give it a shot!  SPHP drove back to the tributary of the Jack River, parking the G6 at a pullout on the SE side of the highway just N of the tributary.  Full of enthusiasm, the American Dingo hopped out to give it a go.  (9-5-18, 11:52 AM, 51°F)

Looking down the tributary of the Jack River right after it flows under Denali Highway No. 8. Photo looks WNW.
The Reindeer Hills high point (R of Center) from S of the tributary of the Jack River. The stream Looper needed to get across is hidden in the lowlands beyond her on the far side of the tributary. Photo looks NNE.

Lupe and SPHP headed N from the highway into a flat region densely covered with bushes.  The bushes were only a few feet high, but to Lupe, they formed practically an impenetrable jungle.  Although this area looked flat, before she made it very far, the terrain was pockmarked with holes full of water 2 or 3 feet deep.  Nevertheless, Loop managed to thrash through it all until she was roughly 300 feet from the highway, where she reached the S bank of the stream she needed to cross.

The stream was only a few feet wide, but fast-flowing.  The water was easily over Lupe’s head and SPHP’s knees, and perhaps deeper than that.  Hard to tell.  The tightly packed bushes along both banks made the prospect of getting into or out of the stream look troublesome at best.

SPHP didn’t like it.  Lupe might easily get swept downstream out of sight in the frigid waters of the powerful current.  Unable to touch bottom, what if she couldn’t escape the deep narrow channel?  SPHP wouldn’t be able to get to her in time to help her.

No, not worth it.  Maybe the confluence of this stream and the tributary of the Jack River would be an easier spot to cross?

Trying to get the confluence, Lupe fell into one of the waterholes among the bushes.  She managed to scramble out, cold and wet, but didn’t care for the experience.  Loopster wanted to head back to the highway.  She did, too.  All by herself.  SPHP could explore this morass alone!

SPHP had to plead with Looper to give it one more try.  Reluctantly, she did, but the confluence of the streams presented no better opportunity to cross.  Alright, forget about it!  Not happening!  The Carolina Dog was plenty happy to return to the G6.  (9-5-18, 12:21 AM, 51°F)

Much closer to Cantwell, a couple more possibilities were checked out where Lupe wouldn’t have had to cross any streams.  However, potential private property issues cropped up.  This area was miles from the high point of the Reindeer Hills, anyway.  Already afternoon, and too late in the day to consider an attempt, even if clean access had been found.

No Reindeer Hills!  Most disappointing.  What to do?  Seemed terrible to waste the rest of such a beautiful day, but after Loopster’s big trek up to Ermine Hill (2,700 ft.) and Peak 3700 on K’esugi Ridge yesterday, maybe a day of rest was a good thing.  The plan became to drive back to Palmer, where Loop could take on Matanuska Peak (6093 ft.) tomorrow.

Denali again from George Parks Highway No. 3 in the afternoon. Photo looks W with help from the telephoto lens.
Another look with even more help from the telephoto lens.

9-5-18, 7:57 PM, Wasilla –  Not even 8:00 PM, yet the sun hung low in the W.  The days were noticeably shorter now than a few weeks ago when the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood had returned to the far N.  Kind of sad.  Lupe’s time in Alaska was running out.

9-6-18, 6:50 AM, Palmer – Surprisingly dark.  Only partially due to the changing season, though.  The sky was all a depressing gray.  The pointy summit of Matanuska Peak (6,093 ft.) was in view beneath the clouds, but perhaps not for much longer.  Within 10 minutes, a light rain set in.  Too bad.

Might as well face it.  Matanuska Peak wasn’t going to happen for Lupe, either.  Suddenly it was clear that the long road home had already begun when the Carolina Dog left the Reindeer Hills behind yesterday.  After stops at Fred Meyer’s for groceries and fuel, SPHP drove out of Palmer heading E on the Glenn Highway.  Lupe stared out the window of the G6 as the windshield wipers slapped away the rain, and the miles rolled by.

More than 3,000 miles to go!  Lupe’s adventures on this Dingo Vacation weren’t over yet.  She still had time, extra days she could spend along the way.  Surely, fabulous mountains were still to come.  A little cooperation from the weather was all it would take.  The American Dingo was merely on the road again, looking for fun!

9-6-18, 10:15 AM, 41°F, Gunsight Mountain trailhead – Forgetting about Matanuska Peak had been the right thing to do.  By the time Lupe made it to Gunsight Mountain (6,441 ft.), all was mist and fog.

At the Gunsight Mountain trailhead, MP 118.5 of the Glenn Highway.

Loopster had already climbed Gunsight Mountain in 2016, but nearby Syncline Mountain (5,471 ft.) was of interest, too.  Not for today, but in the hope that Lupe might return to Alaska someday, SPHP wanted to check out the Syncline Mountain access situation.  A map at the Gunsight Mountain trailhead showed possible access from Belanger Pass.

Map posted at the Gunsight Mountain trailhead.

Some sort of route to Belanger Pass left the Glenn Highway at MP 123.3, only 5 miles E of here.  Since it was on the way, Lupe and SPHP went to check it out.

At MP 123.3, a decent road left the N side of the highway.  SPHP drove a couple of miles along it before deciding to turn around at a giant mud hole that covered most of the road.  On the way out, a man was outside working on a deck for his summer home.  Lupe and SPHP stopped to chat with him.  He said the G6 could make it to a parking area about 3.5 miles shy of Belanger Pass.  A 4WD road went over the pass and 40 miles beyond it.

Interesting, and hopefully helpful on some future date.  SPHP thanked him for the information.  Lupe and SPHP then went on, but not before getting a photo of the spiffy sign this guy had posted along the road not far from his driveway.

On the road to Belanger Pass. Syncline Mountain is the long ridge in the fog. Easily amused, SPHP liked the sign. Photo looks NW.

9-6-18, 1:07 PM, 50°F, Copper River overlook – The journey E continued.  The miles rolled by.  Lupe didn’t escape the G6 again until she was at the Copper River overlook one mile E of Gakona Junction along the Tok Cut-off.  The sky remained dull and gray, but the rain and mist were over.

At the Copper River overlook a mile E of Gakona Junction.

Lupe and SPHP had often stopped here to see the magnificent view of the Copper River, but had always gone on after a few minutes.  Having been cooped up in the G6 for most of a day and a half, though, Loop was anxious for action.  A dirt road headed down into the river valley.  Never explored it before.  Maybe Lupe would enjoy a little romp to see what was down there?

Oh, yes!  Lupe heartily approved of this plan.  She raced ahead going back and forth checking trees for squirrels.

The road leading down from the bluffs to the Copper River.

After losing roughly 100 feet of elevation, the road curved sharply NE, then leveled out only a few feet higher than the river.  Lupe and SPHP continued along the road gaining vastly different impressions.

The hike was pleasant enough.  Both sides of the road were lined with trees and bushes.  However, since the road always remained 10 to 20 feet from the river’s edge, and the intervening strip of land was heavily wooded, SPHP was disappointed that the Copper River was never in sight.  Loopster, on the other paw, was thrilled!  The trees harbored a lively squirrel population.

What joy!  Everywhere she went, all up and down the road, Lupe found more squirrels to bark at.

This is the best idea you’ve had in a while now, SPHP!

One would think this road might eventually lead to river access at some point, but to Lupe’s great delight the road went on and on, never getting any closer or farther from the river.  Meanwhile, the woods provided a steady supply of squirrels that needed a good barking at.  That was fine for a while, but after 0.33 mile, SPHP insisted upon pushing through the narrow woodlands to the edge of the Copper River.

Hmm.  Water was way up against the bank, putting an end to any dreams of a stroll out on a nice long exposed stretch of riverbed.

Too bad you didn’t bring a raft, SPHP. That would have been quite an adventure! Lupe by the Copper River.

9-6-18, 8:30 PM, Donjek River, Yukon Territory – The Copper River had been the highlight of the day.  456 miles from where she’d left Palmer, Alaska this morning, Lupe arrived at another mighty river, the Donjek, in the Yukon Territory.  Clouds had spit rain on and off all day long.

There was a glorious mountain here S of the river.  SPHP had taken to calling it Donjek Crossing Mountain.  Ever since Lupe had first crossed the Donjek River in 2016, thought had been given to climbing it, but the weather hadn’t ever cooperated.  Wasn’t looking all that promising this evening, either, but who knew what the morning might bring?

In any case, stopping here for the night.  Going to give it a chance.  The Donjek River was very low.  As day turned to dusk, the Carolina Dog had a fabulous time wandering up and down exposed riverbed with SPHP.

Donjek Crossing Mountain beyond the Alaska Highway bridge over the Donjek River. Photo looks ENE.

9-7-18, 6:10 AM, Donjek River – Light out, but the news was as expected.  An hour and a half ago, it had been raining.  No rain now, but heavily overcast.  SPHP petted Lupe, and got an enthusiastic licking in return.  No huge rush, may as well sleep in a bit.  Not likely, but maybe the sky would clear?

9-7-18, 8:48 AM, Donjek River – No change.  Low ceiling.  Simply dismal.  Donjek Crossing Mountain, along with every other high point, was cloaked in clouds.  Otherwise nice enough out, but no point in climbing anything only to spend the whole day lost in a fog.

Lupe still managed to have a fun morning constitutional romp along the mighty Donjek River, though, before pressing on.

Even without being able to see the mountains, the Donjek River is still an impressive sight, isn’t it? Think of how enormous it must be during the spring snow melt! Photo looks SW.

The weather gradually improved on the road S.  By the time Loop got to Kluane Lake, patches of blue sky were visible off to the E.  However, the visitor center at the SW end was closed when she arrived.  A few miles farther, Lupe and SPHP stopped again at a big pullout at the far S end of the lake.

S shore of Kluane Lake. Photo looks N.

This pullout is a favorite spot.  Lupe had first been here in August, 2016 only a few months after an incredible change occurred.  In May, 2016, Kluane Lake’s principal water source was naturally diverted elsewhere.  Meltwaters from the Kaskawulsh Glacier broke through a former ice barrier, and completely changed course.  Instead of flowing N into the Slims River and Kluane Lake, the meltwaters now flowed E into the Kaskawulsh River.

This dramatic change had happened practically overnight.  Sadly, the water level in Kluane Lake has been dropping ever since.  The lake was still huge and beautiful, but noticeably lower again this year.  Lupe and SPHP spent a little while enjoying the lake, the mountain views, and a few rambunctious Dingo games.

Sheep Mountain (6,400 ft.) from Kluane Lake. Lupe had climbed Sheep Mountain in 2017. Photo looks NW.
Oh, I know! How about a game of chase?

Light rain fell in Whitehorse when SPHP stopped for supplies, although it had been merely cloudy on the way here from Kluane Lake.  The rain didn’t last, and by evening Lupe was back in Alaska!  With 2 big cruise ships in port, Skagway was busy.

The Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood dropped by the Arctic Brotherhood building, just to let them know they still have some competition.  Then she took a stroll down to see the cruise ships, before finishing up her tour with a sight-seeing drive out to Dyea.

Lupe visits the old Arctic Brotherhood building in Skagway, now a tourist information center.
The Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood returns! Lupe joined the Arctic Sisterhood when she climbed AB Mountain (5,036 ft.) near Skagway in 2017.
Checking out the cruise ships down by Taiya Inlet.
So, SPHP. When are you going to take me on one of these? Dingoes love luxury you know!

For 3 days now, Lupe had been mostly on the road, taking her fun in bits and pieces at short stops along the way.  Bigger opportunities for more than that hadn’t panned out.  However, with any luck, tomorrow that would change.  The Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Circle would be hitting the trail to high adventure once again, right here in Skagway!

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Sheep Mountain, Kluane National Park, Yukon Territory, Canada (8-13-17)

AB Mountain – Lupe Joins the Arctic Sisterhood!, Skagway, Alaska (8-7-17)

The New Arctic Brotherhood

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Doing Domes – the Top of the World Highway from Dawson City to the Alaska Border, Yukon Territory, Canada (8-24-18)

Day 21 of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Yukon, Northwest Territories & Alaska!

7:20 AM, 50°F, Midnight Dome near Dawson City – A warm night!  Kind of nice.  Rained the whole time.  Outside the G6, it was still coming down.  Mist and fog.  So no big rush to do anything.  SPHP caught up the trip journal while Lupe dozed or watched raindrops on their sudden dashes down the windshield.  Not too scintillating.

9:21 AM, 45°F – No change in the weather, but the American Dingo was about to get underway!  A day of peakbagging Domes along the Top of the World Highway was in store.  Lupe kicked things off with a super easy one.  Since she had spent the night on Midnight Dome (2,887 ft.) not far from the summit, a second quick ascent was in order.

Lupe had already seen the lovely views of the Yukon River and Dawson City from Midnight Dome yesterday evening.  No special reason to make another ascent except for its own sake.  She certainly wasn’t going to see anything this morning.  On the other paw, the summit was only a trivial 20 feet higher than the viewpoint along the loop road, and the Carolina Dog was already here, so why not?

Two minutes after escaping the G6, Lupe was again standing on the huge, rustic wooden bench at the top of Midnight Dome.

The views were better yesterday when there were some! Can we go now? I’m getting wet!

Heading back down Dome Road to the North Klondike Highway and Dawson City, the thrill of not having seen a thing wore off pretty quickly.  Not to worry, more excitement was only minutes away!  SPHP let Lupe stand in the rain near the fabled Yukon River, which actually was in view, while waiting for the George Black ferry.

The Yukon River ferry landing at the N end of Dawson City.

10:19 AM, 48°F – The ride across the Yukon River aboard the George Black ferry is free, and the ferry operates around the clock.  Vehicles had been disembarking on the far shore when Lupe arrived, but soon the George Black was on its way back.

The George Black ferry (L) is the only way across the Yukon River at Dawson City.

10:36 AM, 48°F – Once across the Yukon River, Lupe and SPHP set out on the Top of the World Highway (Hwy 9) to look for the road to Clinton and Cassiar Dome (4,450 ft.).  Hwy 9 climbed steadily out of the river valley.  For several miles, the road was paved.  Even before it turned to gravel, Lupe was back in fog again.  Rain continued without let up.

A discouraging start, but after 40 km, occasional breaks appeared in the clouds.  Lupe could sometimes see nearby ridges, and even enjoyed brief moments of sunshine.  This more hopeful weather held for the next 15 km, before conditions deteriorated again.  Only a few km farther, about 59 km from Dawson City, the road to Clinton appeared as a R (N) turn.

SPHP hadn’t noticed any signs for Clinton along the Top of the World Highway, but a white sign 200 feet N of the junction mentioned Clinton Creek, so this had to be the right road.  The topo map showed that 6 km (4 miles) N of this intersection, Clinton Road goes over a saddle that might make a decent starting point for an ascent of Cassiar Dome.

However, the weather was lousy.  No point in leaving the Top of the World Highway just yet.  The American Dingo was going to have to wait for improvement.  SPHP parked the G6 at large level area W of Clinton Road close to the intersection.  Might as well wait here.

11:47 AM, 43°F, km 59 of the Top of the World Highway – After a quick romp in the rain and fog, it was time for lunch.  Canned salmon and Ritz crackers!  Lupe feasted on both.  Nothing changed outside, so after lunch the Carolina Dog took a long nap.  Not to be outdone, SPHP joined her.

2:20 PM – Still raining, but the sky is a bit brighter, and the fog isn’t as dense.  To the N, some of Clinton Road is visible.  The whole area it goes through looks heavily forested.  If that is what the route to Cassiar Dome is going to be like, Lupe will get absolutely soaked before she’s 20 feet from the G6.

However, off to the SW, a barren ridge is in sight.  The map shows that Swede Dome (4,150 ft.) isn’t too far beyond that ridge.  Maybe Lupe ought to forget Cassiar Dome, and go check out Swede Dome instead?  With only a little over 300 feet of elevation gain required, Swede Dome isn’t much of a climb, but considering the circumstances, that’s a good thing!  The Top of the World Highway passes right along the N and W slopes, so it won’t be a long trek, either.

Maybe Lupe can climb Swede Dome even in this weather?

On the Top of the World Highway en route to check out Swede Dome (Center). Photo looks SSW.

2:38 PM, 44°F – SPHP parked the G6 W of Swede Dome close to the km 64 marker.  Only light rain at the moment, probably about as good as things are going to get today.  Swede Dome is not forested, and the top isn’t that far away.  Might as well give it a go!

Leaving the G6, Lupe crossed the highway, went up an embankment, and started up a long, broad slope.

Starting up Swede Dome. Photo looks ESE.

Swede Dome was an easy climb.  Not too far from the top, Lupe reached a region of low bushes, and thick, spongy tundra which made things a bit more difficult, but abundant blueberries slowed SPHP down more than anything else.  The steepest part of the climb was just above this zone, but didn’t take long.  Soon the slope was leveling out.

The top of the mountain was a large, nearly flat area of tundra dotted with sporadic low bushes and a few scattered conifers.  Several cairns were along the N rim.  Lupe came up from the W, and still had a bit of a march ahead of her to get to the actual high point.

Relaxing on the soft, wet tundra on top of Swede Dome. Photo looks NE.
Approaching the cairn (L of Center) at the true summit.

The true summit of Swede Dome was somewhat E of the center of the spacious flat region, nowhere near any edge.  A big cairn sat at or very close to the actual high point.  Nearby, an ancient battered washtub was attached to a post.  Lupe got up onto the cairn to claim her Swede Dome peakbagging success!

At what appeared to be the true summit of Swede Dome.
At least I got one dome done along the Top of the World Highway today!
Oh, yeah, this is magnificent! Without being able to see very far, we’re kind of hard up for Swede Dome highlights, aren’t we?

Fog occasionally swept over the mountain.  The cloud ceiling was too low to permit any distant views.  Looper couldn’t see much from Swede Dome, except along the N edge where she could look down on the Top of the World Highway.

The Top of the World Highway from along the N edge of Swede Dome. Photo looks NE.
Toward the W end. The slope Lupe had come up is on the R. The G6 is in sight. Photo looks WSW.

3:26 PM, 44°F – Lupe didn’t stay up on Swede Dome for long.  Less than an hour after leaving the G6, she was back.  She had scarcely returned, when the sky brightened.  For several minutes, sunshine filtered through the clouds.  Coming on the heels of Loopster’s Swede Dome success, the sunlight was enough to revive hopes for Cassiar Dome.  Clinton Road was only 5 km back.  Maybe Lupe ought to at least go take a closer look?

Approaching Clinton Road, a high hill could now be seen off to the N.  That had to be Cassiar Dome, didn’t it?  In front of the hill was a faint rainbow.

A faint rainbow comes down to Clinton Road in front of Cassiar Dome. Photo looks N.

3:52 PM, 45°F – Coming from the W, a green street sign for Clinton Road did appear along the Top of the World Highway prior to the turn.  SPHP drove N on Clinton Road almost to the saddle SW of Cassiar Dome.  Two side roads split off from the same point on the R (NE) side of Clinton Road shortly before reaching the pass.

Most interesting!  SPHP parked the G6.  The map didn’t show these side roads.  If either one could get Lupe closer to Cassiar Dome (4,450 ft.), that would be a huge help!  The sunshine had disappeared, and it was raining again, but Lupe and SPHP got out for a look.

The side road on the L went NW toward a big ridge.  Whether the road was destined to go up onto the ridge, or around to the other side couldn’t be seen from here.  The top of this ridge was actually the route that SPHP intended Lupe to take over to Cassiar Dome, provided it wasn’t forested.  Didn’t look like it was, either, so that was great news!

The side road to the R went NNE, more directly toward Cassiar Dome, but gradually losing elevation as it disappeared from view among tall bushes.  Apparently it wasn’t headed for the top of anything.  Between these two roads was a sign.  Unfortunately, the sign gave no indication where either road went.

These side roads off Clinton Road are about 4 miles N of the Top of the World Highway. Cassiar Dome on the R. Photo looks NNE.
Yeah, kind of figured that.

Sticking with the original plan by taking the side road to the L as far up onto the big ridge as possible seemed like the thing to do, except for one thing.  Looking over at Cassiar Dome, a thin, but distinct line could be seen in the vegetation running horizontally along the SW slope.  That line wasn’t an awful lot higher than where the G6 was now.  200 feet?

A road?  Had to be, didn’t it?  Maybe this side road to the R didn’t keep sinking into the valley between here and Cassiar Dome, but instead went around the N end of the valley to link up with the road over there?  That would be awesome!  A fabulous shortcut, a road directly to Cassiar Dome!  What a gift!  Lupe had to check out that possibility.

A short foray was made down the road to the R.  Loop didn’t have to go far before the side road leveled out.  More horizontal line could be seen on the side of the slopes ahead.  Yes, it did look like this road might well be the same one visible on the side of Cassiar Dome!

So taking the side road to the R became the new plan, but the plan couldn’t be implemented yet.  Raining too hard!  The way things were looking, Lupe would almost certainly get drenched if she took on Cassiar Dome today, probably multiple times, but that didn’t mean she had to start out when it was raining this hard.  Lupe and SPHP retreated to the G6, as more rain and fog swept through the region.

4:39 PM – Still rather foggy, but not raining.  Now or never!  Abandoning the G6, Lupe and SPHP headed out taking the side road to the R.  Other than one empty beer can, Loop saw no sign that anyone ever comes this way anymore.  Not a speck of trash.  In a few spots, the wilderness was starting to close back in, but the road was never completely blocked.  The little road served as a great path, fine nearly the entire way.  The Carolina Dog made rapid progress.

Shortly after starting out on the minor side road that went to the R. Photo looks N.
Looper leading the way exploring ahead. The SW slope of Cassiar Dome is in the fog on the R. Photo looks NNE.
Lupe had a blast running and sniffing, but wisely did not venture into the wilderness on either side of the road.

After going perhaps a couple of miles, the road reached the lower SW slopes of Cassiar Dome (4,450 ft.).  The most direct route to the summit would have been to leave the road right away and start climbing.  However, the mountainside was steep here, and thickly covered with wet bushes taller than SPHP.

Lupe wouldn’t have to climb terribly far to get up above the bushes, but such a feat looked like a struggle.  The Carolina Dog was already sopping wet from vegetation on the road.  SPHP was only wet to mid-thigh, and wasn’t anxious to get totally soaked head to foot.

Maybe the road would climb above the bushes, if Looper followed it far enough around the S end of Cassiar Dome?  That might add quite a bit of distance, but following the road was fast.  Wouldn’t take that long to at least give it a shot.

So Lupe stuck with the road quite a bit farther as it curved SE around the N end of the Cassiar Creek valley.  Loop got all the way to the S end of Cassiar Dome where the road turned E.  She’d gained a little elevation, but not much.  However, it was enough.  The slope leading higher to the N wasn’t as steep as before, and only a narrow band of tall bushes had to be negotiated before Lupe would reach open ground.

Leaving the road, the American Dingo charged N up the slope.  Lupe was beyond the stand of tall bushes in practically no time.  Only relatively low bushes, rocks, tundra, and scattered stunted conifers up here.  Off to the SE, Clinton Road was in sight.  SPHP could tell where the junction with the side roads was back where the G6 was parked.  Lupe still hadn’t gained much elevation.  200 feet max, maybe less.

Looking back to the SE shortly after leaving the side road. Clinton Road is easily seen on the L on the far ridge. The side road Lupe had taken to get here is faint, but detectable on the R. The roads meet at the distant gentle saddle at Center.

Beginning her search for the summit of Cassiar Dome, Lupe headed N.  She had gone so far S on the road that it was going to be a bit of a trek.  Loop came to a series of big benches on the way.  None were difficult climbs.

Looking N at one of the first big benches Lupe climbed on the way up Cassiar Dome.
A colorful slope leading to another bench. Photo looks NW.

As Lupe climbed, stunted trees and even low bushes vanished.  The last couple of benches were just rocks and tundra.  By the time Lupe reached the top of the last bench, she was on a wide tundra plain in dense fog.  The terrain sloped barely higher as Looper continued N.  Couldn’t be too much farther to the summit, could it?

Climbing into the fog. Photo looks N.
On the last bench, wondering how much farther to the summit? Would the true summit even be a recognizable point? Photo looks N.

In the Yukon fog, what was probably only a 5 to 10 minute march N on the uppermost bench seemed endless.  At last, a dimly perceived dark form could be seen ahead.  A few more steps, and the looming presence transformed into a hill of dark rock.  This hill was maybe 100 feet high.  That had to be it!  The summit of Cassiar Dome was up there!

Lupe approaches the hill of dark rock at the N end of the last bench. Photo looks N.

Up until now, Lupe had been exceptionally lucky.  So far, she had only been sprinkled on a few times.  Suddenly, though, the fog was getting darker and denser.  Rain!  Going to get it this time!  Before taking on the dark rocky hill, SPHP stopped to put on the rain poncho.

The intrepid American Dingo started climbing.  Lupe arrived at the top of Cassiar Dome (4,450 ft.) in the worst weather of the day.  Raining hard with a cold W wind.  Miserable!

The summit area was roundish, at least an acre in size.  Big patches of dark-colored rocks were scattered over tundra-covered terrain.  Lupe came up near the S end.  Not too far to the NE sat what appeared to be a large cairn of dark rocks.  This cairn was higher than anything else on the mountain, but may not have been at the true summit.  The highest natural terrain seemed to be closer to the NW edge.

Lupe visited both the cairn and the natural high ground, but under these inhospitable conditions, only briefly.  Couldn’t see a thing in this fog, anyway, and the cold wind and rain weren’t any fun at all.

On the big cairn of dark rock on top of Cassiar Dome.
Better get your photo fast, SPHP! I’m not staying up here forever!
Exploring (briefly) the summit of Cassiar Dome. The cairn is L of Center.
This doing domes business isn’t as much fun as I’d hoped it would be.

The weather improved markedly shortly after Lupe began her descent.  She went down the SW slope to begin with, but then had a mysteriously long march curling back around to the E looking for the long upper bench where she had finally seen the summit hill.  Perhaps SPHP had gotten turned around in the fog to some extent?

Whatever the reason for the unexpectedly long march, Lupe did make it back to the upper bench.

Back on the long upper bench during the descent. Photo looks S.

On the way down the various benches, Lupe emerged from the fog.  She now enjoyed her best views from Cassiar Dome.  The weather was still unsettled, but Loop could see farther than before.  Wispy banks of fog sailed with dramatic effect among rounded hills and ridges beneath a still overcast sky.

View to the WNW while still fairly high on Cassiar Dome.
The side road Lupe followed from Clinton Road is easily seen on the far slope beyond her. Clinton Road is on the L. Photo looks SW.
A couple of sections of the side road Lupe took to Cassiar Dome are in view on the L. Photo looks W.
Looking over the Cassiar Creek valley toward Clinton Road. The junction with the Top of the World Highway is on the L. Photo looks S with help from the telephoto lens.

For Lupe, the highlight of the whole trek back down the benches to the side road was seeing two deer, or maybe they were caribou?  Lupe didn’t care which they were.  Even though they were a long way off, she was excited and keenly interested.

Maybe its a reindeer?
Oh, Lupe, it’s you! You scared the piss outta me!

The descent down the benches was pretty easy.  Once Loop made it back to the side road, she still had close to 3 miles to go to get back to the G6 the way the road went.  It was all fun, though.

Lupe on the way back from Cassiar Dome.
Foggy again on the side road.

Well, almost.  During the return, Lupe had only been lightly sprinkled on a few times.  Ten minutes before the Carolina Dog made it back to the G6, though, the sky darkened again.  Hurrying didn’t help.  Only five minutes short of the G6, Loop and SPHP endured a second drenching.

8:10 PM, 45°F – Immediately upon reaching the G6, SPHP drove back to the Top of the World Highway and turned W.  It wasn’t raining over by Swede Dome, in fact Lupe had a much better view of Swede Dome now than she’d had earlier.

Swede Dome from the Top of the World Highway. Photo looks SSW.
Swede Dome with help from the telephoto lens. Lupe had climbed it earlier from the R.

SPHP stopped briefly at km 64 again, where Lupe had started her trek up Swede Dome.  The weather had improved so much that Loop could now see from the highway the views to the W that had been hidden when she’d been way up on Swede Dome.

Lupe returns to km 64 of the Top of the World Highway. Photo looks WSW.

9:23 PM, km 106 – Too late!  Lupe arrived at Alaska/Yukon border to find the customs station and gates closed.  Only open 9:00 AM to 9:00 PM.  Loop was going to have to wait until morning to enter Alaska for the first time on this Dingo Vacation.

No problem!  SPHP drove back E a couple of km to a high ridge where a big pullout was on the S side of the Top of the World Highway.  The American Dingo could spend the night right here!  The customs station at the border was in view, so Lupe could even monitor any activity.

Heh!  Maybe not.  Minutes later, the fog rolled in once more.

The customs station on the Alaska/Yukon border is in view past Lupe’s head on the side of the far ridge. Photo looks NW.
The evening fog comes rolling in.
Let’s see, two domes done today. Three, if I get to count Midnight Dome again.

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