Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 336 – Peak 6927, Peak 7031 & Peak 6987 (11-10-24)

10:09 AM, 42ºF, USFS Road No. 291 – A roomy flat spot on the L in front of several big stones placed to prevent any vehicle traffic on abandoned USFS Road No. 291.4H was a perfect spot to stash the RAV4.  Lupe leapt out as soon as SPHP opened the door.

Mild, no wind, a few wispy clouds in a bright blue sky, and a little snow on the ground.  What more could you want on a November day in the Black Hills high country?

At the start of abandoned USFS Road No. 291.4H. Photo looks SSE.

Looks like a fabulous day ahead of us, SPHP!  What’s the plan?

It’s pretty simple, Loop.  We’ll wander E up the Heely Creek valley from here until we’re S of Hat Mountain (6,783 ft.), then explore farther S.  Goal is to tag 3 peaks near the E edge of the limestone plateau country, then circle back past Ditch Creek campground and the Dragon Caves.

Apparently approving this plan, the Carolina Dog set off.  Following a remnant of USFS Road No. 291.4H, Lupe quickly came to a fallen tree trunk blocking the road.  Going around it, the way ahead was open.  A single track trail along the N side of Heely Creek led up a grassy valley.

By Heely Creek. Photo looks S.

The valley turned S, then curved NE for a little way, before broadening out and heading E.  On the shadier S side of Heely Creek, 3 or 4 inches of crusty snow covered the ground.  The sunny N side of the creek where the trail was had little, if any, snow at all.

The unmaintained trail was in great shape. Photo looks E.
A bit of ancient, rotten deadfall was about the only obstacle. Photo looks NE.

An old road not shown on the map appeared over on the S side of Heely Creek.  Venturing over there, Lupe had no problem walking on the snow covering this road.  Hat Mountain (6,783 ft.) was in sight off to the NE.

Hat Mountain (L), Peak 6612 (R). Photo looks ENE.

However, the crusty snow wasn’t strong enough to hold SPHP’s weight.  Breaking through the surface with every step required more effort than it was worth.  After a little bit of that, SPHP returned to the N side of the Heely Creek.  The trail was muddy along in here, but walking on the grass next to it was easy enough.

Before long, the trail joined another road not shown on the map.  Staying on the grass was the best bet here, as well.  The valley was very wide and shallow as Lupe followed this road ENE toward Peak 6612.

At the trail/road junction. Peak 6612 (Center). Photo looks ENE.
In the broad, shallow valley. Photo looks E.

S of Hat Mountain, the muddy dirt road led to a junction with ATV route No. 6069.  After pausing briefly for a look back down the scenic valley, Lupe headed S on No. 6069.  The road soon crossed Heely Creek, then led up into the forest.

Heely Creek valley from the junction with ATV route No. 6069. Photo looks W.
Crossing Heely Creek on No. 6069. Photo looks SW.

In the forest on a N slope, the roads were even muddier and often snowy or icy.  A relatively short climb SW on No. 6069 led to a junction with No. 6004 (USFS Road No. 691.1I).  Turning E (L) on No. 6004, a short level stretch quickly led to a junction with ATV route No. 6005.

At the junction of ATV routes No. 6069 and No. 6004. Photo looks ESE.

No. 6004 continued E on the level, while No. 6005, the snowiest road yet, climbed somewhat steeply S.

We go up, SPHP?

You know it, Sweet Puppy!

Starting up ATV route No. 6005. Photo looks SSE.

No. 6005 climbed to yet another junction.  Leveling out here, No. 6005 turned W.  The other road, which was also fairly flat, went E.  This road was unmarked and appeared to be long abandoned.

Now what, SPHP?

Hmm.  Not sure, Looper.  We may have reached the level of old USFS Road No. 691.1D.  If so, maybe we should head W (R) on No. 6005.  If No. 6005 is No. 691.1D’s current designation, it will curve up around to the region SW of Peak 6927, dead-ending at around 6,700 feet.  That wouldn’t leave us much of an off-road climb.

And if we go E (L)?  Where will that take us, SPHP?

0.33 mile would get us to USFS Road No. 691, aka Williams Draw Road.

Going W (R) made more sense, but No. 691.1D, if that’s what it really was, was muddy that way.  Toward the E (L), the road was grassy to the point of almost not being a road at all.  Much more appealing!

Eh, we’ll get to to Peak 6927 either way.  Let’s head E, Loopster.

On the E remnant (maybe) of USFS Road No. 691.1D. Photo looks ESE.

At first, travel on No. 691.1D was easy.  The American Dingo followed the grassy remnant with ease, but soon the road started angling downhill into a region thick with deadfall, essentially disappearing among it.  The now rather steep snowy slope to the S also had quite a bit of deadfall.

We zigged when we should have zagged, SPHP.

A fine tradition, Loopster.  Guess we start your first ascent in earnest here.

Starting up the snowy, deadfall-laden slope. Photo looks SSE.

As Lupe climbed S through the slippery obstacle course, a glance at the topo map, which had finally loaded on the iPhone, persuaded SPHP that angling SW might actually be better.  Lupe had no objections.  She was having a blast exploring the forest.

Exploring the snowy forest. Photo looks SW.

Reaching a stand of aspens amid the pine forest, the aspens were not only much easier to travel through, but conveniently extended SW in the very direction Lupe needed to go.  A gradual climb soon led to a snowy clearing, which appeared to be the turnaround point at the end of yet another unmarked road that came in from the E.

At the clearing. Photo looks W.

What road is this, SPHP?

I have no idea, Loop.  Must come from No. 691, though, and we don’t need to go that way at this point.

Keep exploring SW, then?

Yup.  Peak 6927, or bust, Loopster!

The aspens gave out shortly after leaving the dead-end clearing.  Pines thick with low bushes made progress more difficult.  Often blocked by dense forest to the SW, the easiest route kept being more directly S, but this was putting the Carolina Dog on steeper and steeper terrain.

In the dense, bushy forest. Photo looks SW.

Gads!  We’re about to wind up on the steepest part of the mountain, Loop.

Your innate navigation skills strike again, SPHP, despite your acquisition of that iPhone and GPS!

Oh, well.  It didn’t matter.  Trudging almost due S straight up a steep slope full of snow, trees, and deadfall, sunlight appeared between the pines ahead, indicating a top.  Steepest part of the mountain, or not, the American Dingo was going to succeed in making it up onto a ridge.

Climbing toward Peak 6927’s NW ridge. Photo looks S.

Approaching the crest of the ridge, limestone formations were visible only a short distance W.

Let’s go over that way, SPHP!  Maybe there’s a view from those rocks?

Approaching limestone formations (R) near the end of Peak 6927’s NW ridge. Photo looks WSW.

Reaching the first limestone outcropping, Lupe scrambled up onto it.  From the top of a cliff, she enjoyed a view of Hat Mountain (6,783 ft.) and part of the Heely Creek valley.  Terry Peak (7,069 ft.) was visible on the horizon in the same direction, but was very far away.

Hat Mountain (R) with Terry Peak on the far horizon beyond. Photo looks NNW.

More limestone cliffs were nearby, a little higher than the formation Lupe had scrambled up onto.  She did some exploring near them, too, but without discovering a better, readily accessible viewpoint.

Exploring the limestone cliffs. Photo looks SW.

These cliffs were slightly below the end of Peak 6927’s NW ridge.  The sunlit ridge was broad and dry where Lupe first reached it, pine needles and plenty of deadfall covering a region of otherwise open forest.

On Peak 6927’s NW ridge. Photo looks SE.

About time we found the summit, Looper.  We’re not that far from it.

Picking a way through the deadfall, a gradual climb SE soon led to half a foot of snow in a much shadier region.

Closing in on the snowy summit of Peak 6927. Photo looks SE.

12:26 PM, 55ºF, Peak 6927 – What a mess!  Lupe arrived at the summit to find it dominated by juniper bushes, deadfall, shattered trees, and snow.  Despite how many trees had fallen, enough were still standing to reduce what might otherwise have been excellent views to mere glimpses.

Standing in exactly the right spot, Hat Mountain’s summit and a slice of Deerfield Reservoir were in sight at the same time.  Narrow glimpses of other mountains were possible, too, but moving around was so difficult that it was hardly worth the effort.

At Peak 6927’s summit. Photo looks ESE.
A mere glimpse of Hat Mountain (Center) and Deerfield Reservoir (R). Photo looks N.

Gently shaking Lupe’s paw, SPHP congratulated the American Dingo on her successful ascent, then looked for a place to sit down.  Brushing the snow off a fallen tree trunk provided a halfway decent perch, but Lupe was left standing, paws in the snow, half-buried in bushes.

Sorry, Loopster.  Not the best situation for you, is it?

A chocolate coconut bar would help, SPHP.

After sharing the eagerly anticipated chocolate coconut bar, and having some Taste of the Wild, Lupe laid down on the snow.

Oh, you poor thing!  You know, tradition, or not, we don’t have to spend an entire hour here, Looper.  No sense in freezing your tummy.  With 3 peaks on the agenda, if we spend 20 minutes at each one, that would amount to an hour.  In fact, with days as short as they are this time of year, we really can’t afford to spend an entire hour on each mountain.

Cheating, but I like how you think, SPHP.  Let me know when 20 minutes is up!

20 minutes shot by.  Satisfied that she’d enjoyed an entirely sufficient Peak 6927 experience, the Carolina Dog headed SE.  The ridge was broad and nearly level going this way.  Soon past the worst of the snow, bushes, and deadfall, Lupe came to a significantly better view than any to be had back at Peak 6927’s summit.  Peak 7062 and Gillette Prairie were in sight.

Gillette Prairie (L & Center), Peak 7062 (R). Photo looks ESE.

Peak 7062 looks like a better summit, SPHP.  Will we get that far today?

Oh, it is better, Loop.  We were there once a long time ago after visiting Green Mountain (7,176 ft.), but no, we aren’t going to get that far.

Too bad, SPHP.  What’s next?

Peak 7031, Looper.  It’s only 0.5 mile S of here.

Meandering S through a maze of bushes, kinnikinnick, deadfall, and young doghair pines, progress was fairly decent at first, but after hitting a low point on a broad saddle, Lupe encountered much more snow and deadfall as the terrain sloped up again.

Heading S in search of Peak 7031. Photo looks S.
Peak 7031 dead ahead! It really wasn’t all that much higher. Photo looks S.
Back into the thick of bushes and deadfall on Peak 7031’s N slope. Photo looks S.

1:25 PM, 56ºF, Peak 7031 – After what seemed like a ridiculously tough, slow slog up a gentle N slope, the terrain leveled out as Lupe reached a large, nearly flat region.  Peak 7031’s summit was a mess, too, but not quite as badly cramped with obstacles as Peak 6927 had been.

A couple pieces of deadfall stacked one on the other initially seemed to be at about the true summit, but wandering roughly 150 feet farther W, the ground proved to be marginally higher.

At Peak 7031’s E high point. Photo looks WSW.
Peak 7031’s true summit. Photo looks NW.

I like this summit better, SPHP.  More room to move around.  Still doesn’t have any views, though.

Yes, another nice, quiet place in the forest is about all Peak 7031 amounts to, Loop.  Let’s see if we can find a spot where there isn’t so much snow to sit down.

Going only 5 feet down a nearby S slope, some snow-free terrain met the basic requirements for a decent break spot.  After dumping the pack, SPHP shook Lupe’s paw for the 2nd time today.

At the break spot immediately S of the summit. Photo looks SSW.

Congratulations, Loopster!  You’ve bagged another peak.  A harder one than the topo map led us to believe.

SPHP munched on an apple.  Lupe had more Taste of the Wild.  After a short rest on the nice, dry forest floor, the Carolina Dog suddenly leapt to her paws and started barking up several nearby trees.  A bit puzzling, since SPHP couldn’t detect anything unusual among the treetops.

What’s this ruckus all about, Loop?  Just practicing barking at squirrels?  I don’t see or hear any.

Lupe made no response.  Evidently, she was convinced something was up there, because the shrill bark of the Dingo rang through the forest for several more minutes before she came over to lie down next to SPHP.

A pleasant 25 minutes on Peak 7031, and the American Dingo was on her way again.  Only one more peak to go!

About to depart from Peak 7031. Photo looks SSW.

Venturing SW on terrain that didn’t have quite so many obstacles, Lupe soon reached a barbed wire fence.  Immediately beyond the fence, a road cut through a small clearing.

At USFS Road No. 691.1C. Photo looks SSW.

Wonder where this road goes, SPHP?  Does your map show it?

Yup.  This is USFS Road No. 691.1C, Loopster.  It won’t take us where we want to go, but if we turn L (SE) here, we can follow it a little way.

A short, easy stint on No. 691.1C helped speed things along a bit before Lupe abandoned the road to return to the forest.

Following USFS Road No. 691.1C. Photo looks S.
At a snowy spot shortly before abandoning the road at the curve ahead. Photo looks S.

After leaving No. 691.1C, a gradual climb SW led to a region within a large 7,000 foot contour on the topo map.  Turning SSE, Lupe went over the highest spot shortly before reaching a flat clearing.  A dip beyond the clearing brought her to another unmarked road (ATV route No. 6010).

At the 7,000+ foot clearing. Photo looks SE.
Crossing ATV route No. 6010. Photo looks SE.

Continuing SE after crossing this road, Lupe reached another high spot in the forest after a slight, gradual climb.  The high ground angled S, but the forest was more open a little farther E, so the Carolina Dog lost a bit of elevation in exchange for easier travel.

Shadows were lengthening when Lupe came to another road.

ATV route No, 6009, the last road N of Peak 6987. Photo looks NW.

Almost there, Loop!

Almost where, SPHP?

Peak 6987, Loopster, final summit of the day.  Can’t be much farther.

Maybe not, but the road didn’t go that way.

2:40 PM, 55ºF, Peak 6987 – Most of the route here from Peak 7031 really hadn’t been bad, but the last 0.1 mile was once again a struggle amid bushes and deadfall.  The true summit proved to be a small, flat, slightly elevated region bordered by juniper bushes.  Situated along the E edge of a broad ridge, the summit was only marginally higher than the rest of the terrain in other directions.

Peak 6987 summit. The highest ground is at far R. Photo looks N.

Upon arrival, Lupe continued S beyond the true summit, hoping to get a better view of Peak 7025 and Peak 7062 off to the ENE.  However, the Carolina Dog couldn’t find a completely unobstructed view.

Peak 7025 (L) behind the tree, Peak 7062 (L of Center). Photo looks ENE.

Returning to the true summit, Lupe laid down, facing the slanting rays of the late afternoon sun.

Relaxing on Peak 6987. Photo looks WNW.

Great job, Loop!  3 peaks in one day!  How many hundreds of dead trees and branches did you have to leap over to get here?

Lupe didn’t say much, but the tired look on her face said plenty.

Chocolate coconut bar, SPHP?

Yes, I have one more.

SPHP shook Lupe’s paw, then split the second, final chocolate coconut bar of the day with her.  Lupe then had more Taste of the Wild, while SPHP drank a vanilla Equate.

Peaceful, quiet, remote.  Although high territory for the Black Hills, by most standards, none of the peaks Lupe visited today really had much to commend them.  They offered little in the way of views or particularly interesting terrain, and were needlessly difficult to get to due mainly to the annoying amount of deadfall.

Yet it had been fun exploring, not seeing anyone the entire day.  Sitting alone here together, late on a November afternoon amid the colors and minute details of nature suddenly felt sublime.  A moment in time to be cherished, in a place seldom seen.

3:03 PM, Peak 6987

We must have been here 20 minutes by now, SPHP.  The sun is sinking.

Yup, a little more than that, Loop.  Suppose we better skedaddle.

Leaving Peak 6987, likely forever, Lupe headed back N through the bushes and deadfall.  When she reached the last road she’d come to on the way here, it was that magical time of day when the sunlight filtering through the trees made the forest glow.

Back on the snowy road 0.1 mile N of Peak 6987. Photo looks NNW.

Beautiful!  Still plenty of fun exploring to do, too, Loopster.  Let’s see where this road will take us.  Too late to wander back off-road.

I like the sound of that, SPHP.  Follow me!

A short, easy rise and the road leveled out.  Lupe soon came to a signed junction.  The road she’d just been on was ATV route No. 6009, and she’d just reached No. 6010 (USFS Road No. 612.1C).

Heading SW on No. 6010, Lupe descended a long, mostly open slope.  SPHP had to stay on the grass again much of the time due to all the mud.  After losing substantial elevation, a junction appeared where No. 6010 veered L.  Lupe went R on a flat, grassy route that was more appealing.

Starting down ATV route No. 6010. Photo looks SW.
At the bottom of the long slope. Photo looks SW.
On a branch of USFS Road No. 612. Photo looks W.

The grassy route didn’t pan out.  The road soon turned NE and started to climb.  Lupe did get to see a small herd of deer here, which was exciting, and making a course correction was easy.  Turning SW, the Carolina Dog left the road, beginning a gradual descent through a long valley.

About to head down the valley. Photo looks SW.

Near the start of USFS Road No. 612.1B, Lupe passed a large, white water storage tank.  Crossing the road, the valley continued SSW, eventually leading to a junction where ATV route No. 6008 (USFS Road No. 612.1A) branched off to the L, heading SE.  Intercepting ATV route No. 6010 (USFS Road No. 612) again here, it went R.

Approaching the water storage tank. USFS Road No. 612.1B ahead. Photo looks SW.
An easy romp down the long valley. Photo looks SW.
At the junction of ATV routes No. 6008 (L) and No. 6010 (R). Photo looks SSW.

Taking No. 6010, the road soon turned NW.  A long, icy descent was ahead.  Still the better part of a mile back to USFS Road No. 291, and from there, more than 3 miles back to the RAV4.  Passing the deserted Ditch Creek campground, and eventually the turn to the Dragon Caves in the growing gloom, there was no traffic at all, only the sound of snow crunching beneath boot and paw as night came on.  (End 5:15 PM, 33ºF)

USFS Road No. 612 on the way back from Peak 6927, Peak 7031 & Peak 6987, Black Hills of South Dakota 11-10-24
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Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 335 – Hitting the Trails with Cousin Dixie (10-4-24 to 10-6-24)

10-3-24, 3:00 PM, at home – Aunt Andrea’s 50th High School reunion was being held in the next couple of days.  However, she wasn’t as excited to be back in the Black Hills as Cousin Dixie was when she burst through the front door to greet Lupe with frantic, overwhelming enthusiasm.

It was immediately apparent that after being cooped up in their car for 7 hours during the drive up from Colorado, a stroll through the park to burn off some of Dixie’s boundless energy would be a great idea.  SPHP proposed the Geyser Loop as a quick solution, which Aunt Andrea and Uncle Joe quickly agreed upon.

Dixie had a fabulous time at the park!  Right away she dashed off into the thick mud of a small stream, emerging as a black-legged Aussie.  A quick rinse in Rapid Creek, and she was socially acceptable again.

10-4-24, 10:39 AM, 65ºF – The park was only a temporary solution for an over-charged Aussie battery.  Some longer jaunts up in the Black Hills were what Lupe and Dixie were really looking forward to.  Both of the reunited cousins expected one every day, and Andrea, Joe, and SPHP were all happy to oblige.  A parking spot near the Mickelson Trail 1.5 miles W of Rochford seemed a good place to start.

Parked near the junction of the Mickelson Trail and Rochford Road. Photo looks SW.

A historic railroad route had been converted by a Rails to Trails program to form the 109 mile long Mickelson Trail, which runs from Edgemont to Deadwood.  Consequently, the resulting trail is nice and wide with easy grades the entire way, making it very popular with cyclists as it winds through much of the central Black Hills.

Andrea and Dixie lead the way as the adventure begins! Photo looks N.

The first pawbridge N of the parking spot was near the confluence of the N & S forks of Rapid Creek.  After crossing the bridge, the Mickelson Trail followed the North Fork of Rapid Creek upstream.

North Fork of Rapid Creek (L). Photo looks NW.

A steady incline soon led to a couple of long curves, and a herd of black cows.  Lupe and Dixie were keenly interested in this development.

Cattle (Center) near the North Fork of Rapid Creek (R). Photo looks SE.

Despite the cousins’ insistence that black cows mattered, the cattle were soon left behind.  The trail went through a shady gap, which was a good thing, much appreciated on this cloudless, warm day.  Beyond the gap, a bench appeared among the pines.

Entering the shady gap. Photo looks N.
With Aunt Andrea at the bench. Photo looks SW.

The bench was located near the start of a tunnel, literally the coolest part of the entire journey.

Joe and Andrea head for the tunnel. Photo looks NE.

The giant tunnel was several hundred feet long.  Immediately beyond it, another pawbridge went over the North Fork of Rapid Creek, as the Mickelson Trail headed back out into the sunshine.

Approaching the far end of the tunnel. Photo looks NE.
The pawbridge beyond the tunnel. Photo looks N.

More black cows were ahead.  Not fully trusting Dixie or Lupe, the cows seemed concerned whenever they were near.  Despite the steaks both canines clearly had in mind for dinner, they were well-behaved.

An herbivore and carnivore standoff. Photo looks WNW.

The trail went on and on.  Beneath the cloudless sky, Dixie was really feeling the heat in her long fur coat as the temperature soared.  Frequent dashes into the creek to cool off and get a drink were called for, but the creek was often fenced off, restricting access.

Dixie feeling the heat. Photo looks N.

Beyond the tunnel, that was it for shade anywhere on the trail.  3.2 miles from the start, the Mickelson Trail reached the old Montana Mine area.  By now, it was just plain hot.  Even Lupe’s tongue was hanging out, and Uncle Joe was done.  Water for all, then it was time to head back.

At the turnaround point near the Montana mine. Photo looks S.

The way back was a gradual downhill all the way.  Although the trail hadn’t been all that busy before, many bikers came gliding past during the return.  Upon reaching the shady bench again, another water break was taken.  Uncle Joe provided Kind bars, and SPHP distributed apples.  Then it was back through the shady gap to the rest of the sunny march back to the RAV4.  (End 1:38 PM)

Heading back to the start. Photo looks S.

10-5-24, 10:33 AM, 52ºF – Cooler today, but smoky and very windy.  To avoid the wind as much as possible, SPHP suggested another hike along Rapid Creek, but farther downstream in a deep canyon.  Others may have had the same idea.  Upon arriving at the Silver City trailhead of Deerfield Trail No. 40, quite a few vehicles were already there.

No matter, room enough for everyone!  Since Rapid Creek was a much larger, blue ribbon trout stream down here, some people weren’t even interested in the trail, except as access to fishing holes.  After crossing the first bridge, an easy, level, upstream hike was in store.

Setting out on Deerfield Trail No. 40 from the Silver City trailhead. Photo looks WNW.

There was more foliage and shade along Deerfield Trail No. 40, which began as an old roadbed, but eventually narrowed to a single track with a more remote feel to it.  Rock formations along the canyon walls added scenic splendor, and occasional bridges provided views of Rapid Creek.

Scenic canyon walls not too far from the start.
Joe, Dixie, and Andrea on one of the pawbridges over Rapid Creek. Photo looks SW.

Early October – prime time for fall colors!  Yet, while the displays were nice enough, with splashes of color evident along some stretches, they generally weren’t as brilliant as usual this year.

A bit of color along the way. Photo looks W.

Although it wasn’t nearly as hot today, Cousin Dixie made the most of many opportunities to make a splash in Rapid Creek, which was more easily accessible along Deerfield Trail No. 40 than the N Fork of Rapid Creek had been from the Mickelson Trail.

Dixie on one of her many ventures in and out of Rapid Creek. Photo looks W.

After a while, Joe realized that Dixie was getting full of burrs doing this, and began discouraging the practice, although with limited success.

Even at a leisurely pace, it took only 25 minutes to reach Lupe’s Dingo cave.  Presumably some sort of old exploratory mine tunnel, the Dingo cave went horizontally 15 or 20 feet back into solid rock.  Not all that big, but a fantastic spot to take cover during a hail storm.

Joe, Andrea, and Dixie peering into the Dingo cave.

Well, it didn’t happen to be hailing.  Deerfield Trail No. 40 went on, and so did everyone else.  As the canyon snaked W, there were more bridges over Rapid Creek during a pleasant stroll through forested territory.  The canyon eventually opened up at a clearing near a big bend in the creek.  A deep hole here provided Dixie with another chance to make a huge splash.  It was so much fun, she did it more than once!

In the clearing by the big bend in the creek. Photo looks E.

The point where Kelly Gulch comes down from the N to join the Rapid Creek canyon was only a few hundred feet farther W.  From here, Rapid Creek’s confluence with Slate Creek was still another 0.75 mile.

After some discussion about whether to keep going, or turn around here, much to Lupe and Dixie’s delight, the decision was made to keep heading W.  Ignoring Kelly Gulch and passing a vertical rock wall just beyond it, a sunny straight stretch appeared right along Rapid Creek.

By the rock wall beyond Kelly Gulch. Photo looks W.
A beautiful open stretch along Rapid Creek. Photo looks WSW.

The two cousins were have a grand time exploring, and made it across the last bridge over Rapid Creek to the long, straight, and narrow section that leads to Slate Creek.

Upstream view from the last bridge over Rapid Creek. Photo looks W.
Dixie and Lupe on the narrow straightaway leading to Slate Creek. Photo looks E.

However, less than 0.15 mile from Slate Creek, the notion that this was about far enough prevailed.  Time to head back!

Looking N across Rapid Creek at the turnaround point.

On the way back, a brief stop was made at Canyon City, where the N side of the canyon widened out W of Kelly Gulch.  SPHP passed out apples to the humans again, while Lupe and Dixie shared a chocolate coconut bar.

Continuing on after this short break, 5 minutes beyond the bend where Dixie made another big splash, 3 people were coming from the E.  One of them immediately asked an unexpected and amazing question.

Is that Lupe?

SPHP could scarcely believe it.  This was the first time anyone from her home territory in the Black Hills had ever recognized the Carolina Dog.  Naturally, the answer was yes!  This is Lupe!

So, Lupe met Rex, who said he’d often read her posts on T(M)TAOL.  Rex was super nice to Lupe during this brief, chance encounter.

Intrepid outdoor explorers Rex and Lupe together on Deerfield Trail No. 40.

Meeting Rex had been fun!  Lupe was happy, and SPHP had to smile.  During the rest of the return, the scenery seemed a bit more splendid, the colors a bit more vibrant, the whole day a bit brighter because of him.  (End 1:44 PM, 66ºF)

Lupe and Dixie heading back to the trailhead with Uncle Joe shortly after meeting Rex.

10-6-24, 12:40 PM, 63ºF – Andrea’s 50th High School reunion was over.  Tomorrow she, Joe, and Dixie would all be returning home to Colorado.  Uncle Joe came up with today’s route suggestion, a hike partly along Centennial Trail No. 89 to the Sheridan Lake dam.

With Aunt Andrea & Uncle Joe at the Dakota Point trailhead near Sheridan Lake. Photo looks SE.

This short hike started out heading E through a sunlit forest along a dirt road that was also part of Centennial Trail No. 89.

In the sunlit forest. Photo looks ENE.

As the dirt road began turning S, Centennial Trail No. 89 angled off to the SE.  That was the long way to the dam, since the trail would drop clear down to Spring Creek before regaining lost elevation.  Preferring the shorter route along the dirt road, Joe and Andrea posed in a field of tall grass 0.33 mile NE of Peak 5200 as the road headed up to Pass 4860.

Joe and Andrea on a beautiful day in the Black Hills.

Once over Pass 4860, a long downhill stretch on the dirt road ensued.  At the bottom, a single track trail that branched off to the R climbed a little slope to a bridge going over Spring Creek’s outlet from Sheridan Lake.

Heading down to Sheridan Lake. Photo looks S.
On the bridge over the Spring Creek outlet. Photo looks SE.

While Sheridan Lake was still at full capacity, the Summer of 2024 had been so incredibly hot and dry that no flow at all was visible going over the concrete spillway along the edge of the lake.  Lupe and SPHP had never seen the outlet completely dry before.

Sheridan Lake from the Spring Creek outlet bridge. Photo looks SW.

From the bridge, the trail quickly led to the top of a small forested knoll overlooking Sheridan Lake.  Evidently, it was a day for posing!  Everyone got in on the act.

Andrea & Joe atop the knoll. Photo looks W.
Perennial poser Lupe, with Sheridan Lake in the background. Photo looks WSW.
Cousin Dixie gets on the act, encouraged by Andrea to hold still for a moment. Photo looks NW.

The Sheridan Lake dam was as far as things were destined to go on this lovely early autumn day.  Dixie led the way down a series of stone steps to the top of the dam.

The Sheridan Lake dam (Center) from the knoll. Photo looks S.
Cousin Dixie leads the way down to the dam. Photo looks SSW.

After going halfway across the dam, that was it.  With a long drive back to Colorado ahead of them bright and early tomorrow morning, Uncle Joe and Aunt Andrea were ready to head back to Hotel Lupe for food, fun, and relaxation.  Cousin Dixie and Lupe may have had other ideas, but went along with the decision without complaint.  (End 2:05 PM)

End of the line. Andrea & Joe at Sheridan Lake. Photo looks W.

10-7-24, 6:50 AM, Hotel Lupe – Well, that was it.  After a fond farewell, Aunt Andrea, Uncle Joe, and Cousin Dixie were bound for Colorado.  Andrea’s reunion had been a success, and Dixie had enjoyed her Black Hills outings, getting to explore parts of 3 major trails with Lupe.

Always fun when Dixie, Aunt Andrea, and Uncle Joe come to visit, SPHP!

Certainly is, Loopster.  Glad they made it up to Hotel Lupe for a few days.

I do have one question, though, SPHP.  What’s next?

Well, let’s see.  Since it hasn’t been that long since we got back from your Summer of 2024 Dingo Vacations, I’ve got about a jillion adventures to write up, Loop.  In fact, I’m so far behind that there are a whole bunch of Summer of 2023 adventures I haven’t done anything with yet, either.

Terrific!  But you can do that in your spare time, SPHP.  I meant what new adventures are in store, now that Dixie, Andrea, and Joe are gone?

We’re going to be home for a while, Looper, so I can about guarantee you more adventures lie ahead in the beautiful Black Hills of South Dakota!

Hitting the trails with Cousin Dixie, Black Hills of South Dakota 10-4-24 to 10-6-24

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