A little downstream (N) of the sign for the cabin community of Elmore in Spearfish Canyon, SPHP stopped the G6 on a small pullout next to Hwy 14A. USFS Road No. 215.1 was supposed to be around here somewhere. Finding it was critical to Lupe being able to complete her peakbagging goals for the day.
SPHP checked the maps again. Either No. 215.1 wasn’t much farther ahead, or SPHP had already missed it. Let’s go a little farther Loop, if we don’t see it, we will have to turn around and make another pass.
The G6 had hardly gotten going back on Hwy 14A again, when a street sign saying Annie Creek Road appeared on the R next to a very rocky side road. That was it! Very carefully, SPHP crawled the G6 up the first little hill. This wasn’t G6 territory! As soon as the terrain flattened out, the G6 got parked along a wide spot in the dirt road (10:33 AM, 41°F).
Lupe and SPHP started off heading N on Annie Creek Road. It was narrow, kind of rocky, but almost level. An easy hike to start the day! Last weekend, Lupe had found a similar road leading out of Spearfish Canyon farther N on her way to Little Crow Peak (5,885 ft.). That road had been steep for over a mile, though. This was a piece of cake!
The thick haze that had persisted all day on Expedition No. 171 was gone. The air was a crisp, crystalline blue. Not a cloud was in the sky. Lupe and SPHP were both in high spirits, making good progress along the road. The first point of interest came as the road angled NE. A cold, clear rivulet poured down the steep hillside SE of the road between mossy banks.
Lupe wasn’t thirsty yet, so she just went on. She was surprised when a big mud puddle covering most of the road turned out to have a thin coat of ice. Lupe passed several big iced-over puddles. Near one of them, SPHP spotted a Lupe Treasure. The aluminum beer can turned out to be heavy. It was full of ice, too. SPHP decided to move it from the ditch into a sunnier spot where the ice would melt. Lupe could claim her treasure on the way back to the G6 at the end of the day.
Annie Creek could now be heard down in the deep forested valley to the NW. Lupe was more than 1.5 miles from the G6 by the time the road curved N, and went over a high embankment above Annie Creek. Lupe saw Annie Creek, which had surprisingly good flow, but did not leave the road to run down to it.
The road divided on the NW side of the creek. The main road went NE following Annie Creek upstream. A lesser, but still good road went W. The topo map showed that this road would gain elevation slowly while working around the W end of a big hill to the N. Eventually, it would turn E, arriving after 2 miles at a point less than 0.5 mile S of Lupe’s first peakbagging goal, Elk Mountain (6,422 ft.). Lupe and SPHP left the main road heading W on the lesser road.
Everything was going great! It was all so easy. The lesser road started curving around to the NW. Suddenly it ended.
Looking down into the steep ravine ahead, it was possible to see a couple of big old cement foundations and some collapsed timbers. The road didn’t use to end here, there must have been some kind of trestle bridging the gap. Trees kind of hid the other side, but it did look like the road still continued NW on the other side of the gap.
Going down the S end of the gap seemed easy enough, but climbing up the N end looked pretty steep. It didn’t appear too bad, though. Lupe and SPHP went down into the gap to get a closer look.
Lupe and SPHP climbed up the steep N side of the gap. It wasn’t too bad going up, and less than a 50 foot climb, but SPHP hoped there weren’t any more gaps in the road ahead. SPHP didn’t relish the prospect of going back down this way, if Lupe had to turn around.
The road did continue NW from the N side of the gap, but the view wasn’t entirely encouraging. This part of the road was full of rocks and boulders that had fallen down the steep slope to the NE. Trees were growing on the old roadbed. It didn’t look like this part of the road got used at all any more.
Lupe didn’t have to go very far N before SPHP’s fears were confirmed. Another gap was dead ahead. This one was even bigger, steeper, deeper and wider. One look at it, and SPHP knew Lupe couldn’t continue on this way.
SPHP didn’t want to back down that N slope of the 1st gap, but crossing the 2nd gap wasn’t an option at all. Lupe and SPHP had to turn around. SPHP searched the steep slope to the NE. Was there a way up there? It was the only other possibility.
The NE slope was steepest down right next to the road where part of the hillside had been carved out during road construction. About 50 feet up, the slope wasn’t quite as steep. Only one spot offered a possible reasonable route up. From the very top of the steepest part of the bank, a fallen tree slanted down at an angle for about 30 feet. The upper end of the trunk was wedged against a big living pine. The lower end was firmly wedged between big rocks. This tree trunk looked very stable, and getting to the lower end of it appeared relatively easy.
So, Lupe and SPHP tried going up the steep NE slope using the fallen tree for support. No problems! It worked just fine. SPHP still had to crawl up the higher slope for quite some distance. Very gradually, it became less steep. Near the top, SPHP was able to walk again. After gaining 200-300 feet of elevation, the ground finally leveled out. Whew! Lupe and SPHP took a breather at a rock outcropping at the edge of the slope.
Lupe had some Taste of the Wild and water. SPHP checked the topo map. From here Lupe needed to keep climbing while following the sweep of the ridge. However, it wouldn’t be nearly as steep from here on.
SPHP had not planned for Lupe to ever be on this ridge, but now she was. Everything went fine, though. At first Lupe went SE climbing the now gently sloping ridge. Before long, the ridge turned NE. Lupe continued gaining a little elevation. Somewhere far below to the SE was Annie Creek. Lupe was so high above it, SPHP couldn’t even hear the creek.
Close to a mile from where Lupe and SPHP had reached the top of the steep slope, Lupe could see a huge pile of mine tailings up ahead. It looked like a completely barren mountain.
Lupe reached a dirt road as she got closer to the mine tailings. Lupe followed the dirt road N. The top of Elk Mountain was now in view up ahead.
The dirt road quickly dead-ended. Lupe continued NNE through the forest. Elk Mountain looked like it would be easiest to climb from the E. Lupe reached a fence at the edge of the mining property. She stayed W of it, still trying to head NNE. A constant sound of machinery in operation was getting louder and louder.
A big area covered with a black liner came into view. A small pond of water was at the lower end. Trucks could now be heard. The mine was definitely in operation. Lupe and SPHP stayed away from it in the forest. Lupe had to cross a little valley to get to where she could start climbing Elk Mountain. There were a few unmarked roads along in here, but Lupe didn’t follow any of them very far. She climbed Elk Mountain (6,422 ft.) from the S and then E.
Although SPHP’s old USFS map showed Elk Mountain to be in the Black Hills National Forest with private property nearby, there were plenty of signs of human habitation near the top. At the summit, a tall post stuck up out of a small pile of rocks. Nearby was a short building with windows. The building was shaped like it might house a hot tub. SPHP peered inside.
There was no hot tub. The strange little building appeared to be a child’s playhouse. In a way, it was sort of a glorified tree fort with the lofty summit of Elk Mountain substituting in lieu of a treetop. Sadly, it looked like no child had played here in a long time.
Lupe and SPHP took another rest break up on Elk Mountain. SPHP had an apple. Lupe had Taste of the Wild. Water for all, of course. Lupe shared a peanut butter granola bar with SPHP. American Dingoes love granola bars!
There were clear views toward the S. The most impressive view was SE toward the nearby mine. Terry Peak (7,064 ft.) and Deer Mountain (6,652 ft.) were both in view farther off in the same direction. Trees blocked most of the views to the N and W, although it was possible to get a glimpse of Cement Ridge (6,674 ft.) in Wyoming to the W.
Lupe’s next peakbagging goal, Ragged Top Mountain, was about a mile away to the NW as the crow flies. Lupe and SPHP had to go farther than that to get there. Lupe went down the NE slope of Elk Mountain. On the way she spotted the greatest hoard ever of Lupe Treasures! It was a veritable aluminum mine! SPHP left the vast glittering riches where they were.
Farther down the mountain, Lupe came to a road. She followed it NW down to Preston, where there were a couple of decaying buildings. From Preston, Lupe and SPHP headed back into the forest, and up the SE ridge to the top of Ragged Top Mountain (6,200 ft.).
Ragged Top Mountain has two highpoints, both areas enclosed by the 6,200 foot contour. The topo map showed the E high point had a much larger area enclosed by the contour. SPHP consequently expected the true summit would probably be found here. Lupe reached the E high point first. She found a ridge of rock that dropped steeply off to the S.
SPHP had caught a glimpse of the W high point from Elk Mountain. It looked far more rugged, or perhaps “ragged” than the E part of Ragged Top Mountain. After visiting the E high point, Lupe and SPHP enjoyed an easy stroll most of the way over to the W high point.
Actually getting to the top of the W high point involved a steeper, more peak-like climb. It was still an easy scramble, but left both Lupe and SPHP more impressed with the W high point than the E one. The W summit also featured a rock ledge dropping steeply off to the S. However, the W high point had superior open views from the SE around to the W. Right away, Lupe found a survey benchmark on a rock next to the very highest one.
The views were so nice, the sky so clear, and the temperature so pleasant, that Lupe and SPHP spent quite a while relaxing up on the W high point. Lupe had her Taste of the Wild, and part of another peanut butter granola bar. SPHP polished off the orange. Lupe tried to doze in the sun, but didn’t look too comfortable on the rocks.
Eventually, it was time to press on toward Twin Peaks (6,000 ft.), Lupe’s final peakbagging goal of the day. On the way down the W high point of Ragged Top, there was a spot where SPHP could see the two peaks Lupe had climbed a week ago on Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 171 – Little Crow Peak (5,885 ft.) and Spearfish Peak (5,800 ft.).
Lupe and SPHP returned briefly to the E high point of Ragged Top Mountain. From there, Lupe continued E to the edge of the high ground. Twin Peaks is about 1.5 miles NE of Ragged Top as the crow flies. SPHP wanted to get an idea what it looked like before leaving Ragged Top, but forest partially blocked the view.
Located at the N end of a ridge almost as high, Twin Peaks didn’t really stand out. SPHP checked the topo map pretty carefully, comparing it to what could be seen of the view. SPHP still wasn’t entirely certain which forested bump out there was Twin Peaks. Well, Lupe, it isn’t that far away, and the intervening ground isn’t all that rugged. We may as well just head NE. We will find it!
After a little trek N along the E edge of Ragged Top, Lupe headed E down into the forest. Reaching the valley floor, she crossed the road in the grassy field N of Preston. Lupe went ENE up the next forested ridge and crossed it, too. Down into another small valley, which had to have been Long Valley, and up the next ridge. A road led E to a better dirt road where Lupe turned N. Twin Peaks could now be seen up ahead. Even this close, it wasn’t very impressive, just a comparatively small hill on the ridge.
Lupe came to the S peak first. The top was covered with low bushes.
There wasn’t much to see on the S peak. Lupe paused there only long enough for her summit photo before continuing on to the N peak, which was only a few minutes hike away. The N peak was more interesting, and definitely a little higher than the S peak. This was the true summit of Twin Peaks (6,000 ft.).
The views would have been better from the N peak, but it was buried in a dense forest. Once again, Lupe remained only long enough for her summit photo and a few minutes of sniffing around. SPHP had seen a rather nice view back to the S toward Elk Mountain while walking up the S peak. Lupe and SPHP went back there for another look.
Lupe had now achieved all of her peakbagging goals for the day. It was already early evening, but the sun would still be up for a while longer. It was time for Lupe to start back toward the G6. Lupe and SPHP went S from Twin Peaks, and got on the dirt road heading that direction. Lupe started regaining elevation slowly, but steadily.
Off to the NE, there was a view of a big hill that SPHP had earlier thought might be Twin Peaks. Now SPHP knew it wasn’t. Lupe and SPHP stopped briefly to take a photo of it. A check of the maps later revealed it had to be Richmond Hill (6,040 ft.). Lupe had never been there. Maybe she will some day!
The sun was getting sort of low, but it looked like Lupe should have time to return to the top of Elk Mountain one more time. SPHP hoped the road Lupe was on would eventually turn SW toward Elk Mountain, but it didn’t. Instead the road came to a high point where it turned sharply E.
Well, E was no help at all. Lupe and SPHP left the road going WSW toward Elk Mountain. Lupe lost quite a bit of elevation again crossing a valley. On the other side of the valley, she started regaining it. Lupe and SPHP climbed up the ENE side of Elk Mountain, making it to the top for the 2nd time. The views were even prettier in the evening light.
Lupe and SPHP couldn’t stay very long. The sun was getting low, and Lupe had to find a new route back to the G6! There was no way she was going back by way of the steep terrain she had to climb on her way to Elk Mountain the first time. There was one more thing to do, though, first.
On the way down Elk Mountain, Lupe and SPHP stopped by the big hoard of Lupe Treasures! SPHP stuffed three plastic grocery bags full of them. Five times the amount SPHP could carry had to be left behind, but there wasn’t any choice. One of the bags got stuffed in the backpack. SPHP found a stick to use as a handle for carrying the other two.
By the time Lupe was down in forest W of the big mining operation again, a fiery orange sun was glowing on the horizon. Lupe reached the road N of the Annie Creek valley as twilight was already starting to fade. SPHP hoped the road would take Lupe down into Annie Creek valley, but didn’t bother to check the maps when the road forked.
One branch of the road went E. The other went S. SPHP took the road S, since it was the most direct route to Annie Creek. Wrong move! After losing modest elevation, the road dead-ended at the edge of a steep slope. Annie Creek could be heard, but not seen far below.
SPHP scouted around. There was a glimpse of Annie Creek Road down below! It wasn’t far away, but a lot of elevation had to be lost to get to it. The forested slope was steep, but looked reasonable. Lupe and SPHP started down, hoping cliffs weren’t hidden below.
The slope got steeper, but Lupe didn’t come to any cliffs. SPHP did have to go ever more slowly and carefully. Lupe wandered this way and that. She had no problems traversing this kind of stuff. She was having a good time sniffing around. Meanwhile, twilight was fading fast. With each step, SPHP sent little showers of rocks cascading down the mountain. The terrain forced SPHP toward a steep ravine.
Suddenly, one of the sacks full of Lupe Treasures caught on something, ripping loose from the stick. Lupe Treasures spilled out as the sack tumbled 20 feet down before coming to rest. Just lovely! SPHP went carefully down to the damaged sack, gathering the Lupe Treasures back up again. The loose sack was too badly damaged to be used now.
SPHP pulled the sack in the backpack out, and attached it to the stick. All the Lupe Treasures from the damaged sack went directly in the backpack. By the time SPHP had gathered up all the scattered Lupe Treasures, it was dark enough to have to use a flashlight. Lupe and SPHP resumed the steep trek down. SPHP had to stay in the ravine navigating through loose rocks, juniper bushes, trees and occasional deadfall.
In the darkness, Lupe trotted easily back and forth across the ravine, her tail waving happily, as if to show SPHP how to do it. SPHP couldn’t. Advantage, Carolina Dog! Finally, however, the ravine got a little less steep. Looking down, SPHP saw Lupe standing on Annie Creek Road. Sweet! SPHP joined her in just a couple of minutes.
The rest of the way back was easy, or should have been. All Lupe and SPHP had to do was follow nearly level Annie Creek Road the entire way. However, carting all of the Lupe Treasures, while holding the flashlight, plus trying to keep the camera from swaying wildly on its strap with each step, took both of SPHP’s hands.
Thoughtlessly, SPHP rubbed an itchy right eye with a finger, cleverly placing three molecules of sunscreen in the eye. The result was a stinging sensation, and subsequent release of a cascade of tears from the offended right eye which insisted on closing tight. One-eyed SPHP lost all depth perception of the faintly lit road. It didn’t help that the left eye wanted to close in sympathy with the right one, too.
Lupe trotted happily on ahead in the darkness. SPHP trudged slowly along Annie Creek Road, weeping from the right eye and trying to avoid the big mud puddles, while still managing to hang on to everything. When Lupe found the aluminum can that had been full of ice where SPHP had left it to melt in the morning, SPHP stopped to add it to Lupe’s Treasure collection.
Unfortunately, draining the water out of the can released a ghastly, putrid odor. As Uncle Peanut used to say, it was “enough to gag a maggot”. SPHP almost abandoned the can right then and there, but thought better of it and managed to stuff it in one of the sacks on the stick. Yuck! SPHP didn’t like the idea of putting it in the G6, even in the trunk.
Lupe and SPHP continued on in the darkness – Lupe sniffing along as happy as ever; SPHP carting a clanking collection of dreadfully stinking Lupe Treasures, weeping from one eye, and trying not to stumble on rocks on the road due to a lack of depth perception.
When Lupe raced ahead, SPHP knew it was finally over. She had seen the G6 (10:02 PM, 32°F). SPHP was busy loading all the gear into the G6, and Lupe’s stinking treasure hoard into the trunk, when suddenly an owl hooted close by. Lupe reacted like she had seen (or heard) a ghost, immediately leaping into the safety of the G6. To SPHP, though, the owl just seemed to be laughing.
Lupe Treasures collected: 2 glass bottles, 2 plastic bottles & 204 aluminum cans.
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