Joe – Page 4 – The (Mostly) True Adventures of Lupe

10-5-23, 3:30 PM – Oh, happy day! Uncle Joe, Aunt Andrea, and new Cousin Dixie were here, newly arrived from Colorado, and destined to spend the next few days at Hotel Lupe! The American Dingo greeted them all with great enthusiasm, then sort of played with Dixie, mostly watching as her Aussie Shepherd cousin tore around the living room.

Lupe was astounded by new Cousin Dixie’s appearance! Only 3 months ago, Dixie had been a mere puppy – cute and fuzzy, and with an already over-developed and rather annoying herding instinct. Since then, Dixie had been completely transformed! Now she was nearly as big as Lupe, and a whirlwind of energy.

All that new Cousin Dixie energy had to go somewhere! Fortunately, this evening it suddenly dawned on Dixie how her Carolina Dog cousin was able to pass through walls like magic. A doggie door! Once Dixie caught on to how it worked, she was as bad as a cat, letting herself in and out at will to race around the back yard whenever she pleased. Best idea ever!

10-6-23, 10:06 AM, USFS Road No. 144.1A – The Hotel Lupe doggie door to the back yard served as a release for some of Dixie’s hyper-activity, but wasn’t a complete solution by any means. However, a Black Hills, SD expedition might do the trick!

The morning air was clean, clear, and on the crisp side when everyone, minus Aunt Andrea, who had gone to spend the day with Grandma, piled out of the RAV4 at the start of USFS Road No. 144.1A. Lupe and Dixie were both excited, and couldn’t wait to get started.

Start of **USFS Road No. 144.1A**, about a mile NE of Nemo. Photo looks SSW.

During Dixie’s first ever visit to the Black Hills at the end of June, she’d had fun on 3 mini-expeditions with Lupe. Now that Dixie was 5 months old, Lupe figured she ought to give her energetic cousin an introduction to peakbagging.

SPHP had suggested Peak 5321 as an easy objective. With less than 300 feet of elevation gain required during a mere 1.4 mile, mostly road hike, approach, Dixie’s first ascent attempt would be a guaranteed success! The journey began with a 0.5 mile romp along USFS Road No. 144.1A.

Off to a good start on **USFS Road No. 144.1A**. Photo looks W.

This easy jaunt got Dixie to a broad minor pass. USFS Road No. 144.1A veered off to the SE here. An unmarked road not shown on the maps that branched off to the R was actually the way to go.

At the broad, flat pass where USFS Road No. 144.1A heads off to the L. The road angling R was the way to go. Photo looks S.

Joe and Dixie continuing along the unmarked road. Photo looks SSW.

Traversing the W slopes of HP5243, the road gradually gained elevation before turning SW and flattening out. Much to Lupe’s dismay, by now it was clear that Dixie hadn’t gotten over her annoying herding instincts at all. The American Dingo did her best to try not to let it get to her. Most of the time, everyone was in fine spirits on this beautiful early autumn day, but with some regularity, Lupe couldn’t help growling or snapping at her bossy new cousin.

Dixie, of course, was completely unfazed. The herding went on.

At the curve where the road turned SW. Photo looks SW.

From the turn SW, Ash Point, established by the “Yogi Clan” in memory of Shirley and Sonya at the edge of a cliff, was only another 0.33 mile.

10-6-23, 10:34 AM – In addition to a terrific view of Nemo hundreds of feet below, Ash Point featured views of both Green Top (5,360 ft.) and White Mansion (5,340 ft.) 3 miles NW, with Custer Peak (6,804 ft.) and Terry Peak (7,064 ft.) on the horizon.

Not trusting Dixie’s puppy exuberance near a cliff, Joe prudently kept her leashed up.

Dingo’s eye view of **Nemo** from **Ash Point**. **Custer Peak** (far R). Photo looks W.

**Terry Peak** (L), **Green Top** (R), **White Mansion** (far R). Photo looks NW.

**White Mansion** (L) from **Ash Point**. Photo looks N.

The Yogi Clan had thoughtfully provided a bench so visitors can relax while enjoying the lovely Ash Point views. However, the Carolina Dog merely stood on it for a minute or two before leaping off. Joe and Dixie then demonstrated how to make better use of a bench.

Peak 5321’s summit was only 0.25 mile SSE of Ash Point. However, the road soon curved way E of it on its way S, so Lupe led everyone off into the forest, taking a direct route up a gentle slope.

Heading straight through the forest in search of the summit. Photo looks SE.

10-6-23, 10:50 AM, 47ºF, Peak 5321 – A large flat region buried in trees and full of deadfall, Peak 5321 admittedly wasn’t all that scintillating as summits go. At least there was a sunny semi-clearing, the deadfall made reasonably good seats, and there was no edge nearby that Dixie might inadvertently hurtle herself over.

Dixie was bummed that she didn’t get to share in the chocolate coconut bars that Joe, Lupe, and SPHP all enjoyed in honor of her first official Black Hills peak ascent, but she readily accepted Taste of the Wild and water as a consolation prize.

Blinking in the sun on **Peak 5321’s flat, deadfall-strewn summit**. Photo looks NNE.

Taking a break on **Peak 5321**. Photo looks SE.

With no summit views, there wasn’t much reason to linger after a short break. However, Ash Point wasn’t the only viewpoint in this general vicinity. On a prior expedition, Lupe had discovered that American Point was less than another 0.25 mile SW along the same line of cliffs.

Dixie and Joe were both willing to check it out. Heading S to pick up the unmarked road again, it led right to American Point.

On the way to American Point. Photo looks SW.

10-6-23, 11:27 AM, American Point – Oh, yeah! The cheerful American Flag was still here, waving all red, white and blue in the breeze. From a larger limestone platform above the cliffs than the one at Ash Point, the views were similar here, although oriented more toward the SW. It was now possible to see Black Elk Peak (7,231 ft.) far to the S.

At **American Point**. **Black Elk Peak** (L) on the horizon. Photo looks SSW.

**Nemo** from **American Point**. **Custer Peak** (L) and **Terry Peak** (R) of the flag. Photo looks NW.

**Joe**, **Dixie**, and **Lupe** at **American Point**. **White Mansion** (Center). Photo look NNW.

Together by the flag. **Custer Peak** (R of Center), Photo looks WNW.

After hanging out near the American flag admiring the views, that was about it for Cousin Dixie’s first ever Black Hills peakbagging experience. The return involved only a pleasant march back along the unmarked road to USFS Road No. 144.1A, and thence on to the RAV4.

Peak 5321 with its nearby Ash Point and American Peak viewpoints had been a nice outing. Even better, with Uncle Joe and Cousin Dixie still checked in at Hotel Lupe, another Black Hills adventure was sure to be on the agenda tomorrow! (End 10-6-23, 12:23 PM)

Final moments at **American Point**. Photo looks S.

Back at the start, enjoying the fall colors with **Uncle Joe**.

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

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

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

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

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

**Bear Butte** from the trailhead. Photo looks NNE.

Joe and Lupe about to head out. Photo looks W.

Crossing the mighty **Bear Butte Lake glacier** near the very start. Photo looks WSW.

**Bear Butte Lak**e with the **Black Hills** beyond. Photo looks W.

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

**Bear Butte Lake** from the SE shore. Photo looks N.

**Bear Butte** from **Bear Butte Lake**. Photo looks NE.

Joe and Laddie get in on the act. Photo looks NE.

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

Heading out onto the prairie. Photo looks W.

**Bear Butte Lake** and **Bear Butte** from **Hill 3204**. Photo looks NE.

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

**Bear Butte** and **Bear Butte Lake** from the top of the ridge. Photo looks NE.

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

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

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

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

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

Approaching the destination ridge. Photo looks SW.

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

Joe and Laddie heading up to **the gap** (R). **Bear Butte** (Center). Photo looks NE.

Looking ESE down on **the gap** as Joe and Laddie complete the trek up onto the ridge.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Joe and Laddie out on the breezy point. Photo looks NW.

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

Heading down the snow-filled ravine. Photo looks NNE.

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

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

Uncle Joe out on the ice. Photo looks NNW.

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

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

**Bear Butte** and **Bear Butte Lake** back in sight again. Photo looks NE.

Getting close to **Bear Butte Lake**. Photo looks E.

On a snowbank near the W end of the lake. Photo looks N.

Setting out around the N side of **Bear Butte Lake**. Photo looks NE.

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

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

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

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

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