Days 41, 42 & 1st part of day 43 of Lupe’s 2nd Summer of 2022 Dingo Vacation to Canada & Alaska!
9-8-22, 7:05 AM, 42ºF, Eldorado trailhead, Warm Bay Road –
Yesterday’s West Sentinel Mountain and Sentinel Mountain adventure had just about done SPHP in. Worst leg cramps ever last night. Better now, but a rest day was clearly in order. SPHP turned the key, firing up the RAV4, before driving slowly N back to Atlin. On her pink blanket, Lupe gobbled down a bowl of Taste of the Wild.
A brief stop in Atlin for a last look at Birch Mountain across the lake, and the drive N continued, now on Highway No. 7. Several miles N of the Yukon border, SPHP turned W (L) off the highway at the ridge with the scenic view of the N end of Atlin Lake and Mount Minto(6,913 ft.).
Oh, back at our favorite spot, SPHP! Want to go for a walk?
Sure! Think I can manage to amble along a bit here, Looper.
Mount Minto (Center) and the N end of Atlin Lake (L). Photo looks SSW.
The wind was out of the S, as Lupe trotted NW along a level dirt road near the edge of the ridge. SPHP hobbled after her, enjoying the fresh breeze and magnificent scenery.
On the way back, we can look for squirrels in the forest, Loop!
The American Dingo approved this message, and had a riot sniffing around in the forest, where spindly ground cover sported fall colors.
In the beautiful forest, looking for squirrels.
The rest of the day shot by right here, most of it spent in the RAV4. After a while, the sky clouded over. Rained off and on, eventually quit, but the sky remained dreary. Food, naps, and SPHP worked on the trip journal. By evening, sunshine appeared far to the SW. Lupe enjoyed another hour long romp in the forest. Through it all, the S wind blew.
9-9-22, the wee hours, 3.5 km N of Atlin Lake – Strange and disturbing dreams. SPHP woke to see a full moon shining through a thin layer of clouds W of Mount Minto, which wore a cap of cloud itself. Wrapped in a blanket on this cool, breezy night, Lupe was alert and watching.
The moon crept W at about Mount Minto’s height, brightening as it got into the clear, yet not a star was in sight. Nights were longer now, the possibilities for this Dingo Vacation starting to narrow. Hours drifted by as the moon stole away.
9-9-22, 8:34 AM, 53ºF, 3.5 km N of Atlin Lake – Blue skies to the W and SW, with only a thin layer of clouds above. Mount Minto’s cap was gone. Pleasantly warm, but whitecaps were visible on Atlin Lake even from here. The wind was 20-25 mph out of the S, with higher gusts.
Guess we’ve got our answer on what today’s going to be like, Loopster. Too windy to go climbing mountains. Any interest in a final romp in the forest before we head E?
The American Dingo was all for it! For more than half an hour, she had a great time in the woods, until she stepped on something sharp. Only a small spot of blood, but that put an end to the romp. Time to go.
9-9-22, 10:45 AM, 57ºF – The wind was out of SE, becoming a headwind by the time Lupe reached Teslin Lake. Waves rolled into shore, as the Carolina Dog enjoyed a sniff along the water’s edge.
Dawson Peaks (Center) from Teslin Lake. Photo looks SE.
As the long drive E along the Alaska Highway continued into afternoon, the wind died away.
9-9-22, 4:49 PM – SPHP made only a couple of stops, one at a rest area just W of the junction with Cassiar Highway No. 37 to let Lupe stretch her legs during a brief stroll in another forest. The second stop was for fuel and a few supplies in Watson Lake.
Lupe had left the Yukon behind, and was back in British Columbia, when SPHP finally let her out of the RAV4 again at a bluff overlooking rapids on the Liard River.
Liard River from a pullout along the Alaska Highway. Photo looks S.
But, of course! Wouldn’t want to miss out on that! So much fun, such a bargain, and I’ll sniff a lot better, too, after a nice long soak, Looper.
You are overdue, SPHP.
We’ll soon be there, Loop. You’ll have to wait in the RAV4, as usual.
That’s OK, SPHP, a hot pool doesn’t sound like fun to me. However, I’ve been hoping we’d see some wildlife along the Alaska Highway, and there hasn’t been any. Been a rather dull drive overall.
A second rest day does us both some good, Loopster. Enjoy it while you can! Big adventure in store tomorrow, if this weather holds. Meanwhile, don’t give up on the wildlife, we’ve often seen buffalo along this stretch of the Alaska Highway.
Sure enough, bison were soon providing plenty of Dingo excitement! Lupe’s enthusiasm wasn’t dimmed in the least by the fact that they paid no attention at all to the pipsqueak making all the racket in the RAV4.
Unperturbed bison along the Alaska Highway.
9-9-22, 6:06 PM – Liard River Hot Springs is an absolute must stop along the Alaska Highway, and a line of cars was waiting at the entrance. The RAV4 was 6th in line, which seemed no big deal, but for some reason, the line wasn’t moving at all. A man eventually came along and put up a “Campground Full” sign, at which point the line began to move.
The fee for a day pass was still an unbelievably cheap $5.00 CAN, and Dingoes were free! SPHP was surprised to see a new feature, a serious anti-wildlife electric fence protecting the campground, but everything else seemed to be pretty much the same as the last time Lupe had been here 3 years ago.
At the Liard River Hot Springs entrance.
While Lupe waited in the RAV4, SPHP went through a gate in the electric fence, and took the long boardwalk across a warm water swamp. The boardwalk continued beyond the swamp into the boreal forest where the change house and hot springs were hidden in a completely natural and unique outdoor setting.
Start of the boardwalk leading to the hot springs.The warm water swamp reportedly frequented by moose and other wildlife.Entering the boreal forest.In the forest.Arriving at the change house less than 10 minutes from the start.Posted information near the change house.Liard River Hot Springs.
The hot springs were busy, but not overly crowded. SPHP chatted with some of the particularly friendly Canadians. The water was only 3 or 4 feet deep with a pebble bottom, which was deep enough to swim or float a bit. An underwater bench provided a place to sit other than the decks by the change house.
You could choose your preferred water temperature by staying either close to where the springs flowed into the pool where the water was hottest, or farther downstream where the water cooled off. The water was coldest below a small concrete dam. The bottom was mucky in this lower section which drained into the channel leading to the swamp.
After weeks spent climbing mountains with Lupe, soaking in the warm mineral water was wonderful! SPHP lingered for nearly 2 hours before reluctantly returning to the RAV4.
View from the hot end of the pool.
How was it, SPHP?
Marvelous! Look at me! I’m a new person, clean clothes and everything!
You’ve changed your scent for the better, too, SPHP. Almost like you’re in disguise!
9-10-22, 7:59 AM, 55ºF – Yesterday had been the warmest, sunniest day in weeks. Hit 71ºF at one point during the drive to Liard River Hot Springs, and it was surprisingly warm again this morning. Lupe was bright-eyed and alert as SPHP started the drive into the Muskwa Ranges. Soon the Carolina Dog was trembling with excitement, barking furiously at bison along both sides of the highway. A great start to any day!
The long climb into the mountains continued after entering Muncho Lake Provincial Park, but eventually leveled out. SPHP stopped at the first pullout with a view of Muncho Lake. Beyond the far end of the lake loomed a mountain that had been on Lupe’s list of possibilities for years.
Mount Peterson (Center) from the N end of Muncho Lake. Photo looks S with help from the telephoto lens.
Hmm. Used to be a sign here identifying that awesome peak as Mount Peterson, Loop, but it’s gone now.
Are we going to climb Mount Peterson, SPHP?
Yup, that’s the plan, Loopster, if we can manage to pull it off. No trails, though, so a lot depends on whether we can bushwhack our way above treeline, or not.
The Northern Rockies Lodge is the premier visitor recreation facility in the Muncho Lake region. Naturally, the American Dingo dropped by for a look around. The lodge’s massive log structure was impressive, and in excellent condition. A stroll down to the lake shore to led to the lodge’s float planes, and another view of Mount Peterson(7,021 ft.).
The yellow float plane that Lupe had seen here before was gone, but the white one was still here.
The Northern Rockies Lodge at Muncho Lake is right along the Alaska Highway.The white Liard Air float plane used in various adventure tours.A closer look.Mount Peterson (Center) from the Northern Rockies Lodge. Photo looks S.
Lupe waited in the RAV4 for a few minutes while SPHP checked out the lodge. The dining room was closed, but particularly impressive with its many big windows and 3 story vaulted ceiling.
The snazzy Northern Rockies Lodge dining room.
Continuing S, the Alaska Highway ran right along the E side of Muncho Lake. Several pullouts provided great views of the lake, and plenty of opportunities to gaze upon Mount Peterson as Lupe got closer to it.
Muncho Lake from the Alaska Highway. Photo looks N.
Near the S end of Muncho Lake, the mountains were farther E. Lupe was excited to see a herd of caribou out enjoying the morning air on a gravelly plain. Several caribou were tantalizingly near the highway.
Caribou E of the highway.Caribou.
Beyond a campground at the S end of Muncho Lake, the Alaska Highway began climbing again. 7 km farther, a huge gash on the lower slopes of Mount Peterson extended right down to the road.
The highway had almost leveled out again here, and a big pullout was on the L. SPHP parked the RAV4 there, and Lupe leapt out.
9-10-22, 9:48 AM, 54ºF, Alaska Highway pullout 7.5 km S of Muncho Lake –
Think this is the spot we should try it from, Loopster! Clear, calm, and comfortably warm. Couldn’t be better! After all these years of dreaming about Mount Peterson, probably the best shot at it we’ll ever get.
Let’s do it, then, SPHP! Remember to bring a chocolate coconut bar, though!
Better yet, Loop, I’ll bring two!
Liard River Hot Springs, British Columbia, Canada 9-9-22Mount Peterson from Muncho Lake, British Columbia, Canada 9-10-22
Day 40 of Lupe’s 2nd Summer of 2022 Dingo Vacation to Canada & Alaska!
7:27 AM, Warm Bay Road S of Atlin, Eldorado trailhead – A yellow pickup truck arrived, quickly followed by a bulldozer, which immediately began mucking around in McKee Creek, inexplicably prompting an attack by the were-puppy.
Ow! Dang it, Loopster! Do you have to bite me?
It’s just a love bite, SPHP!
Yeah, I know, but you’ve got fangs!
You’ll live, SPHP! Not misting any more. Are we going?
The sky was still nearly entirely overcast, but a patch of blue was off to the NE.
Yup! We’ll give it a shot, but first let’s have something to eat, Looper. If this weather holds, it’s going to be a mighty long day.
8:37 AM, 47ºF, Warm Bay Road, Eldorado trailhead –
Okie dokie, Loop! Think we’re about ready. I’m going to take a quick look at the posted trail information, then we’ll head out.
Posted Eldorado trail map and information.
What does it say, SPHP?
Not an awful lot, Loop. Watch for yellow trail markers. Other than that, the most important part is that the Eldorado Trail is supposed to get us above treeline.
That’s all we really need, isn’t it, SPHP? We can take it from there.
Hope so! Onward! Puppy, ho!
About to set out from the Eldorado trailhead. Photo looks ESE.
Leaving the trailhead, a yellow sign pointed E along a dirt road. Within a few minutes, Lupe reached a fork where another yellow sign pointed L. The suggested route quickly led to another yellow marker. This one pointed R at a path leading into the forest.
20 feet beyond the path, a white sign with black and red lettering said “Active Mining Area – Other than an inspector, only persons authorized by the manager shall enter or be permitted to enter the mine”.
At the turn into the forest. Photo looks ENE.1 of 2 yellow trail marker designs. The other had a mountain logo and said “Atlin Alpine Society“.
Taking the single track path, Lupe entered a dense forest full of bushes and moss. A beautiful trail, but SPHP was immediately concerned.
On the Eldorado trail.
Wow, this is an amazing forest, SPHP!
Sure is, Loop! This trail worries me, though. Miles to treeline, and the path doesn’t look very well-traveled even here at the start, despite what the posted information said. Hope it doesn’t completely fade away on us.
Seemed like a distinct possibility, but nothing to be done about it, except to continue on. Winding through the forest only a little way, the trail soon brought Lupe to the edge of the McKee Creek valley, and views of the “active mine site”.
Approaching the active mine site.Umm, yeah, lovely.
Looks none to active to me, SPHP. Or like much of a mine, either.
More like someone’s over-sized personal junkyard, Loop. Owners better hope an inspector never shows up.
Maybe one already did? Might explain why nothing is going on, SPHP.
Another distinct possibility.
Shortly after passing the lovely junkyard views, a cabin was visible back in the trees off to the R. Beyond this establishment, the trail intersected an old road or ATV route coming up from it. This wider route became the trail, which put an end to SPHP’s worries about it fading away.
On the ATV route.Mushrooms in the forest.
Lupe came to occasional level sections, but most of the time the Eldorado trail climbed at a moderate pace. None of it was terribly steep. Yellow markers common near the start soon began appearing less frequently. Despite how dense the forest was, only 2 trees had fallen across the trail. Both were suspended so high that even SPHP barely had to duck to walk right under them.
Suspended deadfall ahead! One of only two on the entire trail.
The printed map SPHP had brought along showed the Eldorado trail heading generally NE to Eldorado Creek, a tributary of McKee Creek, where it would turn SE. However, despite making decent progress, Eldorado Creek refused to appear. The forest hid all views, making it hard to say how much farther Lupe had to go.
After gaining roughly 1,000 feet, the trail leveled out as Loopster finally reached a first opening in the forest. No distant views, but SPHP could see over tall yellow bushes toward more forest. The ATV route curved R here, and promptly led to a big mud puddle.
Thinking nothing of it, Lupe trotted straight into the puddle, promptly sinking into a black ooze up to her elbows. The Carolina Dog quickly backed out.
Entering the first “clearing”. Photo looks SE.The ATV route becomes a mucky mud hole.
Determined not to get boots and socks full of black ooze, SPHP looked for a solution. Both sides of the ATV route were thickly hemmed in with tall bushes and young trees. However, a crude use trail existed around the R side of the puddle where others had forced a way through.
Unfortunately, once past the mud puddle, the use trail led right back to the Eldorado trail. Lupe soon encountered more muckiness, which went on for a considerable distance. A shallow stream existed along much of this sloppiness until the trail finally began climbing again at a good clip. By then, SPHP’s left boot was full of mud, despite best efforts to avoid it.
Yuck! I’ll have you know, Loopster, that the Atlin Alpine Society has fallen considerably in my estimation. They put up all the trail markers, and must know about this wretched stretch!
What do you expect them to do about it, SPHP? The trail just follows this old ATV route.
They could put in a single track that goes around this wet spot. Wouldn’t be that hard to do.
As the steady grind higher continued, the ATV trail became increasingly overgrown. Fortunately, it was wide enough so that the trees and bushes pressing in from both sides never really came close to blocking it.
3 miles from the trailhead, the Eldorado trail leveled out. The American Dingo was getting close to treeline now, enjoying her first views of the mountains. Tall bushes sporting beautiful fall colors filled the openings among scattered evergreens beneath a mostly blue sky.
First view of the mountains on a gorgeous day. Photo looks SSE.Approaching the Eldorado Creek valley. Sentinel Mountain (R of Center) in the distance. Photo looks SE.
The next 0.75 mile was super easy. More and more of the impressive Eldorado Creek valley could be seen ahead.
Eldorado Creek valley. HP6200+ (L). Part of West Sentinel Mountain (Center). Photo looks SSE.
11:14 AM – The official Eldorado trail ended at a small clearing among the bushes 200 feet from Eldorado Creek. A stone campfire ring and a decaying log were the only amenities. Break time, but first the Carolina Dog followed what remained of the ATV route down to the creek.
Eldorado Creek was too wide to leap over, but only a foot deep. 150 feet downstream, a narrow log was suspended over a small waterfall. On the opposite bank, a remnant of the ATV trail disappeared into the colorful tall bushes. Lupe helped herself to a long drink from the lovely stream.
End of the Eldorado trail roughly 3.75 miles from the trailhead. Photo looks S.Eldorado Creek. HP6200+ (L), HP5800+ (R of Center). Photo looks SSE.
Returning to the end of the Eldorado trail, the Carolina Dog curled up next to the stone fire ring.
Relaxing at the official end of the Eldorado trail.
Beef jerky, Loop?
Yes, please, SPHP! So this is the official end of the Eldorado trail?
Believe so, Loopster.
Certainly a beautiful spot, SPHP! Where to from here?
That’s what we need to decide, Looper. Have our choice of West Sentinel Mountain(6,316 ft.), or Sentinel Mountain(6,316 ft.). Would actually like to visit both, but that’s a long way. Furthermore, they’re separated by a nearly 3 km long ridge that we might not be able to negotiate. If we can’t, no way we’ll get to both.
Which of these mountains are they, SPHP?
I think that’s Sentinel Mountain at the far end of the valley, Loop. Not sure we can see West Sentinel Mountain from here, although it’s actually closer.
And they’re both exactly the same elevation, SPHP?
According to the topo map they are, Loop. The map looks like Sentinel Mountain might be the easiest to climb, and what we can see of it from here certainly looks doable. West Sentinel Mountain might be another matter entirely. We’d approach it from its mammoth NW ridge, but the upper end is skinny, and may be treacherous.
Maybe we should go for our best bet, SPHP. Is there any reason not to hit Sentinel Mountain first, other than that West Sentinel Mountain is closer?
Yes, actually there is, Loopster. West Sentinel Mountain is also closer to Atlin Lake. Ought to have a tremendous view of it, plus Birch Mountain and the Llewellyn Glacier.
Oh, that would be fabulous, SPHP! Why didn’t you say so from the start? It’s a no brainer! Let’s go for West Sentinel Mountain first.
Can’t guarantee we’ll make it to the summit, Loop. You OK with that?
Can we at least get to where we’ll see Atlin Lake from on high, SPHP?
Yep. I’m sure we can get that far, sweet puppy.
Onward then, SPHP! Let’s do it!
Appeared others had made the same choice. From the official end of the Eldorado trail, an unmarked single track use trail wound W through a sea of colorful bushes toward a big hill.
Setting off on the use trail. Photo looks WSW.
Near the top of this first hill, the use trail faded away, as Lupe reached a shallow, rocky gash. Finishing the climb, she came to a flat region. A big stretch of Atlin Lake was already in sight to the NW. There was also a great view of the Eldorado Creek valley back to the E.
Heading up the gash where the use trail faded away.First view of Birch Mountain (L) and Atlin Mountain (R of Center) across Atlin Lake. Photo looks WNW.Upper Eldorado Creek valley. Photo looks E.
The most important view, of course, was of the terrain ahead. Toward the SW, a broad, but minor, dip led to a series of higher, rockier hills. Bushes growing on this first hill were already a lot smaller than the ones down in the valley. Lupe was able to avoid most of them as she trotted toward the dip, which proved to be grassy.
Hills beyond the dip. HP5600+(E) (L) and HP5600+(W) (R). Photo looks SW.In the dip. HP5800+ (L), HP5600+(E) (R of Center). Photo looks S.
Crossing the dip was quick and easy. A tougher climb was now ahead. Dodging low bushes as much as possible, the American Dingo started up, aiming for the highest grassy region visible on the E side of this next hill.
Heading for the grassy region at upper R. Photo looks SSE.
The slope got pretty steep. SPHP huffed and puffed. Atlin Lake was no longer in sight, but views across the Eldorado Creek valley were getting better and better. Lupe could see several ponds far below. Maybe there were beavers down there?
The enormous ridge across the valley all looked like super easy terrain, and bore a number of interesting little peaks. Peak 6200, highest of all, was a massive hill that was clearly a mere walk up. Would be a blast to explore that region some day!
Peak 6200 (Center) across the Eldorado Creek valley. Photo looks NE.Getting kind of steep. Photo looks NW.Examining the exquisite tundra during one of SPHP’s frequent breathers.
Lupe made it to the grassy area. Going any higher meant a rocky climb toward a couple of 5600+ foot high points, but there was no reason to do that. Shortly after getting up there, the Carolina Dog would just have to lose much of that hard won elevation gain.
Turning SE, Lupe simply maintained her elevation as she crossed the grassy region. This quickly led to a traverse of the N slope of HP5600+(E). The intent was to get around to the big gap between HP5800+ and HP5600+(E). The first part wasn’t hard at all, but as Lupe got to where she could start angling S, the slope steepened and became all rock.
At the upper grassy region. Photo looks SE.Traversing HP5600+(E)’s N slope. Peak 6200 (L), HP5800+ (R). Photo looks ESE.Heading for the gap (R). Photo looks S.
We’re too high, SPHP! We should have stayed lower, and headed straight for HP5800+!
Yeah, I see than now, Looper. Live and learn!
Gradually losing elevation, as SPHP picked a way across the rocky slope, Lupe finally made it to the gap between HP5600+(E) and HP5800+. The high point of this saddle was now SW, but the American Dingo didn’t go all the way to it. When a grassy slope on HP5800+ appeared only a little higher, Lupe turned SE, and headed up.
In the saddle between HP5800+ (L) and HP5600+(E) (R). Photo looks SW.Heading up HP5800+. Photo looks SE.
This was quite a steep climb at first, but once Lupe made it to the grassy part of the slope, it really wasn’t difficult at all. The Carolina Dog had fun roaming at will, the rate of climb gradually diminishing as SPHP trudged after her. Atlin Lake was back in view again.
Atlin Lake and Birch Mountain (R). Photo looks SW.
When Lupe got high enough to see over the top of HP5600+(E), the rate of climb diminished quite a bit. A big rock served as an excellent Dingo platform and viewpoint. Nearly the entire S end of Atlin Lake was in sight now, including the Llewellyn Glacier. SPHP could pick out The Cathedral(6,965 ft.) beyond Teresa Island, too.
Birch Mountain (L) and Atlin Mountain (Center) beyond HP5600+(E) (foreground). Photo looks NW.S end of Atlin Lake. Llewellyn Glacier (far L). The Cathedral (R) beyond the S end of Teresa Island. Photo looks SW.
With no reason to go all the way to the top of HP5800+, Lupe passed W of it. Beyond a minor dip leading to a level, obstacle-free plain of grass, West Sentinel Mountain(6,316 ft.) was finally in view. Several big knobs were visible along the dark, rocky spine of the upper NW ridge leading to it.
How difficult it might be to get past those knobs wasn’t clear yet.
Roaming the upper grassy slopes of HP5800+ (L). Photo looks SE.HP6200+ (L), West Sentinel Mountain (Center & R). Photo looks SE.West Sentinel Mountain. True summit (R), Photo looks SE with help from the telephoto lens.
Lupe had just passed another, smaller knob. A bit down HP5800+‘s W slope, it would clearly be a superb viewpoint.
The HP5800+ premier viewpoint (Center). Photo looks WNW.
About time for another break, isn’t it, SPHP? Let’s go over there!
A splendid idea, Loopster!
Birch Mountain (Center) and Atlin Lake. Photo looks WSW.
2:02 PM – The scenic, rocky knob was an easy scramble. A spectacular panorama of Atlin Lake greeted Lupe, stretching all the way from the Llewellyn Glacier at the S end, clear to Mount Minto(6,913 ft.) andMount Hitchcock(5,886 ft.) many miles away near the N end.
A lot to ponder and enjoy while sharing beef jerky!
S end of Atlin Lake. Llewellyn Glacier (far L). Photo looks SW with help from the telephoto lens.Zoomed in on the Llewellyn Glacier.Another glacier (Center) beyond Copper Island (R of Center). The Cathedral (R). Photo looks WSW with lots of help from the telephoto lens.Birch Mountain (R of Center) on Teresa Island. Photo looks W.Zoomed in on Birch Mountain (Center). Photo looks W.Teresa Island (L), Atlin Mountain (Center). Photo looks NW.Birch Mountain (L), Atlin Mountain (Center) beyond HP5600+(E). Photo looks NW.
A very pleasant half an hour shot by.
Just think, SPHP! Less than a month ago we were on Birch Mountain!
Yes, Birch was a terrific adventure, Loop! This reminds me so much of it. If views were all we came for, we really wouldn’t have to go any farther today.
Oh, but we are going farther, SPHP! West Sentinel Mountain awaits! Not that far away now. The views will be even more scintillating there!
Break time over, Lupe scrambled down off the fabulous viewpoint, then headed SE across the grassy plain.
Leaving the fabulous viewpoint (R of Center), HP5800+ (R). Photo looks NW.
Hoping for more easy terrain S of the dark knobs along the spine of the upper NW ridge Lupe was approaching, SPHP encouraged her to head for a minor pass at the spine’s lower end.
Approaching the pass (R of Center). Photo looks SSE.
Reaching the pass, the view was disappointing. A whole lot of rock was ahead, some of it quite large and steep.
Keep going, SPHP? Or stay on the N side?
Hmm. Don’t think it matters much, Loop. Go through, I guess. Doubt the N side is any better.
Rocky and steep. Photo looks S.Amid talus on the S side. Photo looks SE.
Climbing steadily as she crossed a tedious stretch of talus, Lupe finally reached a broad region with a bit of grass that wasn’t as steep. Progress was much better here. A couple of knobs along the narrowest part of the upper NW ridge were still ahead. Getting past these knobs was the key to the entire West Sentinel Mountain ascent. The summit was only a short distance beyond them.
On better terrain again. West Sentinel Mountain summit (R). Photo looks SE.Moment of truth ahead. West Sentinel Mountain summit (R). Photo looks SE.
Approaching the first knob, Lupe went right up to it. A pass was now visible W of the summit region. Exactly what it led to wasn’t clear yet.
At the first knob (R). West Sentinel Mountain summit and the pass near it (L). Photo looks SSE.
The American Dingo scrambled right on over the top of the first knob. Beyond it, SPHP was surprised to see that instead of just one, two more still remained ahead. However, it now appeared likely that Lupe had it made! The pass after the last knob connected to a decent slope leading to the S side of the summit region.
West Sentinel Mountain (L) from the first knob. Photo looks SE.
The middle knob was too gnarly to go directly over it. Downclimbing the steep N slope, Lupe reached suitable terrain where she could complete the rocky traverse required below both remaining knobs to reach the pass beyond them.
Continuing up from the pass next to the summit. Photo looks SE.
Sweeping up and around to the S side of the summit block from this final pass, a ridge several hundred feet long was in view. A cairn sat 60 feet higher not far from the middle.
West Sentinel Mountain summit ridge. Cairn (R of Center). Photo looks NNE.
3:55 PM, 53ºF, West Sentinel Mountain(6,316 ft.) – An easy stroll up a rock-strewn grassy slope got Lupe to the cairn.
By the summit cairn.Atlin Mountain (L) beyond Atlin Lake from West Sentinel Mountain’s summit. Photo looks NW.
Hah! Congratulations, Loopster! Really wasn’t much to this was there? Just enough to make it interesting.
West Sentinel Mountain has been a great adventure, SPHP! A pretty long one, though. Did you create a GPS track with our new iPhone? What does it say?
I did, Loopster, but the GPS track messed up for some reason, and quit recording a little while after we left the end of the Eldorado trail. I started a second GPS track, but there’s a gap between them, since I didn’t notice the failure of the first one right away, so we don’t have complete data.
Oh, that’s too bad, SPHP! Would have been nice to know how far we went to get here.
Hard to say even if the GPS track hadn’t messed up, Loop. I’ve noticed that the distances shown are often overstated. Can tell you that we’ve gained over 3,750 feet of elevation, if that helps.
That’s a big day for us, SPHP! Worthy of a chocolate coconut bar, I’d say.
So, that’s what you’re driving at, aye, sweet-tooth puppy? You’ll be happy to know I brought 2 of them. I’ll even throw in the last of the beef jerky.
The views from West Sentinel Mountain were tremendous! Naturally, Atlin Lake remained the big attraction, with the Llewellyn Glacier and others surrounded by snow-capped peaks at its S end, Birch Mountain on Teresa Island directly W, and Mount Minto visible far to the N.
S end of Atlin Lake. Llewellyn Glacier (far L). Photo looks SW.Birch Mountain (Center) on Teresa Island. Photo looks W.
Of course, there were other fabulous scenes, too. Much of Lupe’s route up West Sentinel Mountain’s NW ridge was in sight. The rocky knob where she’d taken her scenic break near HP5800+ was now more than 500 feet lower, and looked very small from here. Directly N, a pond was visible down in the giant Eldorado Creek valley.
Birch Mountain (L) and Atlin Mountain (R of Center) beyond Atlin Lake. West Sentinel Mountain’s NW ridge (R) with HP5600+ beyond it. Lupe’s earlier scenic break point is the dark blip in the grassy area (far R). Photo looks NW.Eldorado Creek valley (Center & R). Mount Minto (L) and Mount Hitchcock (L of Center) on the horizon. HP5800+ (far L) in the foreground. Photo looks N.
Mountains in a vast region to the S and SE were all much lower than West Sentinel Mountain, but that wasn’t true on the indistinct horizon where snow was visible on a long range sporting distant glimpses of mighty summits. Several lakes were scattered among the lowlands.
West Sentinel Mountain’s S slope. Atlin Lake and the Llewellyn Glacier (far R). Photo looks S.Lower peaks and lakes in the inaccessible region to the SE. Photo looks SE.
There was another view, too, a tantalizing one. Beyond a dark knob at the E end of West Sentinel Mountain’s summit ridge, Sentinel Mountain was in sight. Much of the N side of the ridge leading to it was a line of sheer cliffs, but the S side looked doable.
Would Lupe ever get there? Doubtful. Sentinel Mountain was clearly a long, rocky march from here, and the American Dingo and SPHP were both about played out just getting to West Sentinel Mountain.
West Sentinel Mountain’s E high point (L) and Sentinel Mountain (R). Photo looks E.At the E end of the summit ridge. West Sentinel Mountain’s E high point (L) and Sentinel Mountain (R). Photo looks E.
During her traditional summit hour, Lupe relaxed, alternately resting near the cairn, or roaming the summit ridge while enjoying the splendid views. SPHP split the second and last chocolate coconut bar with her, since Sentinel Mountain wasn’t in the cards. A light breeze eventually sprang up out of the W.
Taking it easy on West Sentinel Mountain. Photo looks NW.By the cairn. Photo looks E.On West Sentinel Mountain. Photo looks WNW.Birch Mountain (L). Photo looks WNW with help from the telephoto lens.
4:49 PM, West Sentinel Mountain – Gazing E, SPHP knew it was now or never. Somewhat surprisingly, after an hour’s rest, now did seem the better choice.
Time’s up, Loop. You ready?
Hate to leave such a fabulous peak, SPHP! The views are nearly as good here as they were from Birch Mountain.
I hate to leave, too, but that’s life in the mountains. Evening is upon us, Looper, and we’re taking the long way back, so we better get with it.
We’re actually going to Sentinel Mountain, SPHP? The E one?
Yeah. May as well. Think we can manage it. Onward! Puppy ho, time!
Heading back down the S slope to where she’d first come up it, Lupe turned ENE, beginning the trek to Sentinel Mountain. Progress was fairly decent at first, but became rockier than SPHP expected. Half an hour after leaving West Sentinel Mountain’s summit, the Carolina Dog was staring down on the hidden lake W of HP6200+.
Heading for Sentinel Mountain (L). Photo looks E.Getting rather rocky. Sentinel Mountain (R of Center). Photo looks E.The hidden lake (R) W of HP6200+. Photo looks NW.Peering down on the lake.
SE of HP6200+, even SPHP sped along on a short stretch of good ground. However, Lupe was soon losing considerable elevation while crossing a gigantic boulder field that was very slow going. As the ridge narrowed, SPHP feared she might have to lose a lot more, the sinking sun becoming a worry, too. Time was relentlessly ticking away.
Never complaining, Lupe was a trooper, leaping endlessly from rock to rock. The last part of the descent was the worst. The S side of the ridge steepened, and a series of knobs along the ridgeline threatened to force either a complete retreat, or a giant detour far below them.
Each time Lupe crested a knob, SPHP feared an impassable drop beyond it. Fortunately, the Luck of the Dingo held! In every case, a manageable downclimb always provided a way forward. Near the low point, SPHP’s latest GPS track read 5,900 feet. Only 400+ feet to go, as the Carolina Dog started up Sentinel Mountain.
Other than being just plain tired, the scramble wasn’t bad at all. Near the end, the slope diminished, the last part of the ascent a mere stroll to a cairn visible at the top.
Nearly there! Cairn in sight. Photo looks ENE.
6:58 PM, 46ºF, Sentinel Mountain(6,316 ft.) – It had taken 2 hours to go 3 km. The 10 mph W wind now felt quite chilly, but Lupe had made it!
On Sentinel Mountain. Photo looks S.S end of Atlin Lake (Center) and West Sentinel Mountain (R). Photo looks SW.
Double congratulations, Loop! Both West Sentinel Mountain and Sentinel Mountain in a single day. Can’t be many Dingoes that have ever done that!
Thank you, SPHP, but we’ve already eaten the last chocolate coconut bar, haven’t we?
Afraid so, Loopster. I was so tired when we first reached West Sentinel Mountain, that I didn’t think we’d ever actually do this.
Well, I’m tired now, SPHP, and this summit is all rock. Mind letting me curl up on your lap?
Sentinel Mountain’s summit wasn’t all that big, but there was enough room to move around, with another area 10 or 15 feet lower to the NE with additional space. Sitting near the cairn facing W, SPHP let Lupe get comfortable. The sun was still up, but behind a bank of clouds. Parts of Atlin Lake remained in view. Sadly, Birch Mountain wasn’t, now hidden by West Sentinel Mountain.
S end of Atlin Lake. Photo looks SW with help from the telephoto lens.Zoomed in on snowy peaks near the Llewellyn Glacier.
The sun reappeared, beautifully illuminating the upper Eldorado Creek valley and the vast rolling highlands near Peak 6200. To the SE, a much lower range of hills was capped by a series of ridges of light gray rock.
Eldorado Creek valley (L), Peak 6200 (R), Atlin Lake (far L). Photo looks NNW.Peak 6200 (L). Photo looks N.Lower hills to the SE.
Lupe didn’t feel like moving. Neither did SPHP. However, Loop couldn’t linger up here too long, if she wanted to preserve enough light to at least get off Sentinel Mountain. Half an hour was going to have to suffice.
Over all too quickly, of course! The last few minutes were spent up and about, taking a final look around.
Atlin Lake (far L & R), West Sentinel Mountain (Center), HP6200+ (R). Photo looks W.At Sentinel Mountain’s true summit. Photo looks ENE.Already time to go. West Sentinel Mountain (R). Photo looks WSW.
Leaving Sentinel Mountain, Lupe headed down its N ridge. Steep and rocky, it was a long descent, but not a particularly difficult one, before things leveled out enough for SPHP to pick up the pace. The race was now on to get as far as possible before darkness fell upon the land.
Sentinel Mountain (Center). Lupe went down its N ridge (L). Photo looks SE.Upper Eldorado Creek valley. Photo looks WNW.Final glance back at Sentinel Mountain (Center). Photo looks SE.Hurrying back to the Eldorado trail. Still a long way to go. Photo looks NW.Last glimpse of West Sentinel Mountain’s summit (R of Center). Photo looks SSW.
Wanting to avoid any swampiness or beaver ponds near the bottom of the Eldorado Creek valley, SPHP encouraged Lupe to remain on higher, drier ground farther N. The Carolina Dog crossed several tributaries of Eldorado Creek, but they were all small.
Although Lupe had made great progress, she was still a km away from the Eldorado trail when the flashlight had to come out. By then she’d reached a giant thicket of tall bushes, and had about exhausted all the decent open lanes among them.
Bounding through bushes chest high on SPHP was no easy matter. Lupe couldn’t see a thing, and in the dark, SPHP wasn’t much better off, even with the flashlight. Every now and then a small opening or game trail permitted a spurt ahead, but most of the time, a miserable bushwhack had to be endured.
Lupe was within 0.5 km of the Eldorado trail when she suddenly reached a wider open lane.
The ATV trail, SPHP! We found it again!
It was true, and a blessed relief. Lupe was soon back at Eldorado Creek. After fording the stream, while SPHP used the log over the waterfall to cross, only the downhill march along the Eldorado trail remained.
Fabulous to be on a trail again, but with exhaustion setting in, the pitch black forest trek still felt long. The return was uneventful, except for one thing. The yellow trail markers were super easy to spot now, since they brightly reflected the light of the flashlight. When Lupe got back to the muddy stretch, it turned out that the Atlin Alpine Society actually had created a nice single track trail around it.
Absolutely, Loop! Our earlier mud adventure was entirely my fault for not paying closer attention to their trail markers.
9-8-22, 12:01 AM, Eldorado trailhead, Warm Bay Road – Exhausted, Lupe leapt back up onto her pink blanket in the RAV4. The Carolina Dog still had enough strength to gobble an entire can of Ol’ Roy, and help SPHP polish off the rest of the roasted chicken, plus a packet of Ritz crackers before calling it a night. What a glorious day West Sentinel Mountain and Sentinel Mountain had been!
On the way from West Sentinel Mountain to Sentinel Mountain, British Columbia, Canada 9-7-22
Days 19, 20, and Part 1 of Day 21 of Lupe’s 2nd Summer of 2022 Dingo Vacation to Canada & Alaska!
8-17-22, 7:19 AM, 55ºF, grassy bluff overlooking Kusawa Lake – Rained all night, and was still raining as Loopster got underway again. The 20 km gravel road back to the Alaska Highway was a sea of mud, the poor RAV4 a filthy mess by the time SPHP turned W onto the pavement. When the American Dingo reached Haines Junction, though, the RAV4 was looking shiny and new again, except for the rear end, which the rain hadn’t been able to wash off.
How far are we going today, SPHP?
Dunno, Loop. Depends on how long this rain continues. All the way to Alaska, easy, if it keeps up like this.
Alaska! Today? Are we really that close to Alaska, SPHP?
Yup! Remember when we climbed AB Mountain near Skagway, and you became the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood, Loop? We already passed the turn to Skagway before we even got to Whitehorse.
We skipped Skagway? Why? What part of Alaska are we going to, SPHP?
As far N as we can, Looper!
The Brooks Range, SPHP?
And beyond! Deadhorse, sweet puppy! I want to see the North Slope. The Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood is returning to the true Arctic! Of course, we won’t get that far in a day, but what’s the rush? We’ll be traveling through some fabulous territory. If things dry out, we’ll be making stops at some great spots you’ll recognize along the way.
N of Haines Junction, it was only 48ºF as SPHP drove past Decoeli. Lost in rain and fog, there was no recognizing that fabulous peak.
8-17-22, 10:02 AM – Only a short time later, the pavement was dry as SPHP made the turn off the highway onto the big pullout at the S end of Kluane Lake. Clouds hung gloomily over Sheep Mountain, but at least it wasn’t raining. A SW wind kicked up dust over in the Slims River valley. A lot of memories here as Lupe took a stroll along the lakeshore.
Kluane Lake. Sheep Mountain (L). Photo looks NNW.Slims River valley (Center) from Kluane Lake. Sheep Mountain (R). Photo looks WSW.
So long since the last time Lupe had been here that SPHP decided to stay a while. With a view of the mountains marching away to the N beyond Kluane Lake, SPHP spent a couple of hours working on the trip journal, glancing up now and then to watch the waves roll in. Loop slept on her pink blanket, enjoying the rest after her windy ascent of Kusawa Ridge(5,085 ft.) yesterday.
Taking a second leisurely stroll along the lake before moving on, Lupe went farther this time. The weather was even more unsettled now, the wind picking up, and the waves larger than they’d been earlier. SPHP enjoyed the walk right along the shoreline best, but the Carolina Dog preferred sniffing among the young aspens beyond the beach on the way back to the RAV4.
Kluane Lake. Photo looks N.
8-17-22, 1:13 PM, 59ºF – Light rain set in again as the drive N resumed along the W shore of Kluane Lake. This shower was soon left behind, though, and blue sky appeared. Hit 65ºF! For the first time today, a clear view of the mountains to the W was possible. SPHP daydreamed about climbing them, a mountain NW of Burwash Creek looked particularly interesting.
8-17-22, 2:34 PM – Didn’t seem to take hardly any time at all to get here. The weather was kind of crazy. Blue skies were nearly gone again. Cool and breezy, big clouds, dust, and fog filled the sky. Distant views of the St. Elias Mountains to the W vanished almost as soon as Lupe arrived.
However, she could still see one awesome mountain just beyond the Alaska Highway bridge over the Donjek River.
Donjek Crossing Mountain from the Donjek River. Photo looks E.
Heh! It was nearly your last day ever, too, Looper, if you recall!
Lunch time! The Donjek River was another favorite spot. Might as well eat here. Loop took strolls down along the river both before and after lunch. The weather continued acting up. Dust, wind, fog, patches of blue sky, intermittent rain drops, and peels of thunder! A bizarro day, but it was fun being here.
Near the mighty Donjek River. Photo looks SSW.Enjoying all natural mineral water from the silt-laden Donjek. Photo looks SSW.
SPHP completely caught up the trip journal. Tempting to stay right here, but it wasn’t that late in the day yet, and Alaska was calling!
Onward! Puppy, ho!
8-17-22, 5:46 PM – Another magnificent river wasn’t that much farther N, one Lupe had never really spent much time at, since it wasn’t as easily accessible as the Donjek. Skies were only partly cloudy when she got to the White River, so taking this opportunity to scout it out a little better seemed in order.
Horsecamp Hill (4,600 ft.) had been on Lupe’s list of possibilities for years, and SPHP wanted to get a better look at it, too. Might be some awesome views from up there, if it wasn’t too heavily forested.
White River upstream view. Photo looks S.Downstream view of the White River. Horsecamp Hill (L). Photo looks N.
N of the White River, SPHP was surprised at the number of potholes and stretches of gravel. The Alaska Highway had deteriorated in the past few years. All still perfectly passable, though, at somewhat reduced speeds.
This is a terrific sign, SPHP! Why haven’t we ever stopped here before?
Because I never thought to look for a Welcome to Alaska sign until after we went through US Customs, Loop, and this sign comes just before it.
8-17-22, 6:13 PM – After 2 questions, the customs agent returned SPHP’s passport, wishing Lupe a good day.
Congratulations Miss Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood! You’re in!
Thank you, SPHP! That was easy!
As always! Helps that you’ve got an innocent, trustworthy face, Loop!
92 miles to Tok! A peaceful evening drive through a region of low hills ensued. Tall, thin, Dr. Suess-like trees of the boreal forest extended far and away on both sides of the Alaska Highway.
8-17-22, 8:00 PM – Missed it! Turning around, SPHP drove back to a big, paved pullout less than 25 miles from Tok. Not a soul here other than an annoying number of mosquitoes. Not much of a view, either, but this would do for the night.
8-18-22, 7:12 AM, 58ºF – Clear and sunny in Tok! Compared to what it had been in Canada, cheap gas, too. At a mere $4.769 per gallon, SPHP filled the RAV4 completely.
Lupe had only been on the last stretch of the Alaska Highway from Tok to Delta Junction once before, and SPHP had little recollection of it. This was not mountainous territory, most of the drive merely hilly to pancake flat. Highlights included bridges over 3 rivers, the Robertson, Johnson, and Gerstle. Large, braided streams, they were somewhat reminiscent of the Donjek and White.
8-18-22, 9:53 AM – N of Delta Junction, SPHP stopped at a pullout along the Tanana River. Time to get out, have a look, and sniff the air for a few minutes. No sooner had Lupe ventured over to the river’s edge than a couple of boys came running over. They asked a million questions about Lupe, wanted to pet her, and were anxious to show SPHP a couple of sticks they had been whittling with jack knives.
New found friends by the Tanana River.
Gray with silt, the Tanana was like all the other big rivers Lupe had been seeing. Snow-capped peaks beyond it were an inspiring sight, but a long way off. A few miles later, another pullout on a bluff provided a better overall view of the Tanana River itself.
Magnificent, unidentified peaks beyond the Tanana River.Tanana River from the bluff.
The American Dingo went into a barking frenzy prompted by low-flying jets near Eielson AFB. North Pole wasn’t much farther, and Fairbanks was just beyond that.
Beneath sunny skies with puffy white clouds, Lupe reached Fairbanks for the first time in 5 years before noon. Last chance to to resupply and fuel up with cheap gas! Free potable water at Pioneer Park, too. Once those tasks were taken care of, the Carolina Dog was free to move on. Everything was going according to plan. Only one problem.
Decision time, Loop.
About what, SPHP?
About where to go, Looper.
I thought we already knew? We’re heading N, right, SPHP?
That was the plan, but now I’m not so sure. Checked the weather forecast for Coldfoot when we got into town. It’s completely flipped from the last forecast the iPhone gave me back in Whitehorse 3 days ago. Coldfoot was supposed to be sunny and clear for a whole week. Now that we’ve come all this way, it’s saying 90% chance of rain today, 70% tomorrow, and cloudy for days after that.
Well, what are our options, SPHP?
We could delay our jaunt N by a couple of days, Loop. The forecast looks a little better down here. Pinnell Mountain(4,934 ft.) is NE out the Steese Highway. Might be fun?
You decide, SPHP! I’m happy either way.
After dithering for half an hour, SPHP made a questionable decision, continuing due N at Fox.
The drive to Livengood was beautiful! Elliot Highway No. 2 wound up and down heavily forested ridges separated by deep valleys. Not much traffic, except some big trucks. Knew where those were coming from!
8-18-22, 5:21 PM – Blinking in the late afternoon sunshine, Lupe stood in front of a sign she hadn’t seen in nearly 5 years. Must have rained not too long ago, because the pullout in front of it was muddy.
At the start of the 414 mile long Dalton Highway.
Naturally, the Dalton Highway was damp and muddy in spots, too. The rear end of the RAV4 was soon on its way back to being a filthy mess, but that was to be expected sooner or later on the Dalton even in the best of times. The drive was awesome! Occasional sprinkles from silver-lined clouds, the pale blue sky of the far N over dark green forests, and from some of the highest ridges, views of distant hills and mountains of the trackless wilderness.
After not having been here for so many years, it was like returning to a world once glimpsed in a long forgotten dream.
Near MP40. Out for a short stroll along the scenic Dalton Highway.
8-18-22, 7:00 PM – MP56! Lupe stood at the upper end of the bridge over the Yukon River, first big scenic landmark along the Dalton Highway. Although traffic was only intermittent, it wasn’t a good idea to stand there too long. A quick photo, and SPHP called her back.
On the Dalton Highway bridge over the Yukon River. Photo looks NNE.
Much safer to check out the mighty Yukon River from the N bank. After driving over the bridge, SPHP parked the RAV4 near an old friend, the Alaska oil pipeline. Lupe was happy to see it again before wandering over to the river for a look.
By the Alaska oil pipeline. Photo looks N.Dalton Highway bridge from the N bank. Photo looks SW.Yukon River display.Down by the N bank. Photo looks SSE.Evening along the Yukon River. Photo looks WNW.
Lemon pepper chicken! Now that was tasty, SPHP!
Guess I should have bought 2 of them in Fairbanks, Loop. We ate the whole thing!
Full of chicken, the lovely evening drive N continued.
8-18-22, 8:53 PM, MP98 – Must have rained hard here within the last hour. The last few miles of the Dalton Highway before SPHP made the turn into the Finger Mountain Wayside were a sloppy mess full of big mud puddles. Somewhere the sun was still up, but Lupe couldn’t see it due to all the dark clouds toward the N.
Finger Mountain’s summit was practically right there, only a short stroll N of the rest area. A nature trail wound up a small hill to the dramatic rock formation at the very top. The air was cool and moist, on the chilly side, actually, as SPHP took the long way around reading various plaques about the flora along the way.
Two ravens flew off as Lupe began the tiny scramble to the summit. SPHP had no intention of getting up there, but was more than willing to provide the American Dingo with the required, slightly nerve-wracking, final boost.
On Finger Mountain again for the first time in nearly 5 years. Photo looks NW.
Oh, my gosh, SPHP! Can’t believe I’m here on Finger Mountain again!
I know! Seems so strange, and yet so familiar, doesn’t it? You’ve almost done it, too. Only 17 miles to the Arctic Circle from here. The return of the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood is nearly complete!
I’ve been neglecting my Arctic Sisterhood duties for a long time, SPHP, but it wasn’t my fault. All Covid-19’s fault!
Tell me about it, Loop! None of that matters now, though, we’re back! This is as far as we’re going tonight, though. Your all new adventures in the true Arctic start tomorrow, weather permitting, of course.
As the evening sky demonstrated, that last part was somewhat in doubt. After helping Lupe down off Finger Mountain’s summit, a stroll was taken across the Dalton Highway to another, smaller rock outcropping with a view of Caribou Mountain(3,179 ft.) off to the WNW.
Remember our long journey to Caribou Mountain, Loop? Nobody goes there.
How can I ever forget, SPHP? It was all grand, until the very end.
Oh, yeah! We got soaked, didn’t we?
I sure did, SPHP. At least you had your old blue Cookie Monster outfit!
8-19-22, early – SPHP opened an eye. Lupe was peering out the window of the RAV4 into a thick, gray fog.
You’re awake, SPHP? Good! Can you let me out for a few minutes?
Sure thing, Loop. Need to sniff the air?
The Carolina Dog needed to do more than that. Once out of the RAV4, Lupe puked along the perimeter of the wayside parking lot. Not a lot, just a little.
Queasy, aye, Looper? Too much lemon pepper chicken? Don’t worry about it. Unless this fog dissipates, we won’t be going anywhere for a while.
Returning to the RAV4, Lupe got back up onto her pink blanket. Clearly, a morning snooze was in order. By the time Loop woke up again, the fog had a blue tinge to it, and a bright spot revealed the position of the sun.
How ya feeling, Loopster?
Much better, SPHP, thank you!
Good! Looks like this fog is about to break up. Feel up to climbing Finger Mountain again?
It’s so easy, I might as well log another ascent while we’re still here, SPHP. After all, not very often that I get the chance. We ought to visit Finger Rock, too!
That’s the spirit! You must be feeling better, Loop. Glad to see it!
8-19-22, 8:24 AM – In weak sunshine, Lupe stood atop Finger Mountain once again. She stayed there only long enough for SPHP to get photos from a couple of different angles before helping her back down again.
How was it up there, Loop? Still feeling good enough to visit Finger Rock?
I’m fine now, SPHP. Let’s do it!
Finger Rock, which Finger Mountain is named for, was 0.5 mile SSE of the true summit Lupe had already visited. Bushes along an intermittent use path leading to it were soaking wet, and noticeably taller than the only other time Lupe had visited Finger Rock years ago. By the time she got to it again, the Carolina Dog mighty soggy, too.
Plaque about Finger Mountain and Finger Rock.Approaching Finger Rock (L). Photo looks SSE.
Since Finger Rock wasn’t the summit of anything other than itself, Lupe contented herself with a little light scrambling around on the big rocks near its base. Finger Rock looked quite different, tall and skinny, or kind of fat and stout, depending on the angle of view.
Content with her morning inspection of famous Finger Rock, Lupe headed back to the Finger Mountain Wayside.
8-19-22, 9:46 AM – From a boulder near the summit of Finger Mountain, Lupe scanned the Kanuti River basin. Still quite cloudy that way.
Kanuti River Basin (R) from Finger Mountain. Photo looks N.
Just think! We can see more than 2/3 of the remaining distance to the Arctic Circle from here, Loop. Is the Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood ready to resume her adventures in the true Arctic?
I can hardly wait, SPHP! Been waiting for this day for a long, long time!
Me, too, Loopster! Me, too!
On Finger Mountain, Yukon-Koyukuk Ranges, Alaska 8-18-22.
