East Temple Peak, Wind River Range, Wyoming – Part 1: Big Sandy Opening to Clear Lake (7-18-20)

Days 7-9 of Lupe’s 2nd summer of 2020 Dingo Vacation to Wyoming & Utah!

7-16-20, 1:40 PM, Hwy 20, Wind River Canyon –  Middle of July.  The day had started out cool enough back in the Absaroka Range this morning, but was a scorcher out on the Wyoming high desert now.  Driving S, SPHP kept an eye on the tantalizing Wind River.  Any number of scenic pullouts, but no access.

Finally, a gravel road appeared that did go down to the river.  Turning off Hwy 20, SPHP drove partway down it.  A pickup truck was parked here, the only other vehicle around.

Come on, Loop!  Let’s go check out the river!

If you don’t mind, SPHP, think I’ll stay right here in the AC.

Sorry, not an option, Looper.  As soon as I kill the engine, the AC will stop.  You’ll roast on a day like this, even if I leave the windows open.

Reluctantly, Lupe leapt out of the G6 and followed SPHP the rest of the way down to the Wind River.  Perfect!  No rapids or fast water.  A huge pool half the width of the river swirled in a big, slow eddy, the current along the near bank actually going upstream.  The riverbed wasn’t rocky, and the water didn’t get deep until a little way out from shore.

One problem.  Two people were fly fishing.

They each made a few more casts, then announced they were just about to leave, anyway.  A few minutes later, they drove off.

Hah!  Good thing I brought my lucky Dingo!

Swim if you want to, SPHP.  I’ll just lay in the grass.

Suit yourself, Looper, but you really should wade in and cool off a bit first.

The Wind River was wonderful!  Refreshingly cool, not cold.  Egged on by SPHP, the Carolina Dog did spend a little time wading near the shore before relaxing on the bank.  Up on Hwy 20, traffic roared by, but no one stopped.  For an hour, SPHP swam, floated, drifted while gazing at the beige cliffs of the scenic canyon.  Fabulous!

I’m not much of a water Dingo, but the Wind River Canyon is lovely!

S of Riverside, the G6 read 96ºF.  Entering Lander, SPHP drove straight to the city park at the S end of Third Street.  Free overnight camping!  Very popular!  RV’s and tents everywhere.  The Middle Popo Agie River was the lowest SPHP had ever seen it, but Lupe had a grand time.  Lots of people, dogs, and squirrels around.  So much activity!

As the sun went down, SPHP spread pillows, blankets, and sleeping bags out on the thick green lawn beneath the big cottonwood trees.  Someone strummed a guitar and sang.  The park didn’t get quiet until late.  The American Dingo was shocked when she got to sleep out under the stars.

7-17-20, Lander City Park – Sleep?  Hah!  Dream on!  Looper hadn’t done much of that.  Every time SPHP woke up and peered into the darkness, Lupe had been laying on the grass, soft ears perked up listening to the night sounds, or sniffing and roaming among the tents nearby.  Now, as SPHP caught up the trip journal, a tuckered-out Dingo spent the morning snoozing peacefully in the deep green grass.

Power relaxing at the Lander city park.

This was supposed to be a positioning day for Atlantic Peak (12,490 ft.) in the Wind River range, but there was plenty of time for that.  In fact, when Lupe perked up, she had time to enjoy an early afternoon visit to Sinks Canyon State Park half a dozen miles SW of Lander on Hwy 131.

The last time Lupe had been to The Sinks, the Middle Popo Agie River had such tremendous flow that the river completely filled The Sinks, with substantial overflow to spare.  With the river so low now, The Sinks was actually far more impressive.  The entire Middle Popo Agie River simply disappeared into a mysterious underground cavern.

The Middle Popo Agie River disappears into The Sinks.
Plaque describing The Sinks & The Rise.
Another display.

Conducting a closer inspection, Looper went right on down to the cavern entrance where the Middle Popo Agie River vanished.

At The Sinks.
Sinks Canyon from the mouth of the cavern.
Shady and cool down here!
Pretty awesome, aye?

Touring The Sinks didn’t take long.  Returning to Lander, SPHP stopped for supplies.  By 4:00 PM, Lupe was on her way out of town.  Up at the SE end of the Wind River range it turned out that USFS Road No. 300, which went to Louis Lake and beyond, was closed for repairs all the way to Burnt Gulch until August 20th.

Where was Burnt Gulch?  SPHP checked the map.

What does it say, SPHP?

As near as I can tell, Looper, it says Atlantic Peak isn’t happening, unless we want a longer hike, which we don’t.  No access to the trailhead, even if we go all the way back to Lander and approach it from the other end of the loop.

So what now?

Plan B.  East Temple Peak (12,600 ft.).

S of the Wind River range, SPHP turned W off Hwy 28 onto the Lander Cutoff.  36 miles to the Big Sandy Openings!  It was an exciting drive.  Cattle, sheep, antelope stopped and stared in amazement, as a frenzied American Dingo sped past.

Start of the Lander Cutoff after leaving Hwy 28. Photo looks NW.
Keeping watch to the R.
Watching L.
Astonished sheep.
Startled pronghorns.
Wind River range from the Lander Cutoff.

After 26 miles on the Lander Cutoff, a 3 way junction appeared.  Here, a sign indicated that the Big Sandy campground was another 10 miles on the road going N.  When Lupe arrived, the campground and trailhead parking lot were both full.  Fortunately, overflow parking was available for the G6 only a little way back.

What remained of a beautiful evening was spent with a great view of Laturio Mountain (11,342 ft.) beyond the meandering Big Sandy River.

At the junction with the road to the Big Sandy campground. Photo looks NE.
Laturio Mountain (Center) from Big Sandy Opening. Trailhead parking visible on the L. Photo looks NW.

7-18-20, 9:10 AM, 68ºF, Big Sandy Opening, Wind River range –  Loopster trudged along behind SPHP on the way to the trailhead.  The American Dingo wasn’t as rambunctious and energetic as she had been just a little while ago.

While getting the backpack ready, SPHP had caught the crazy Carolina Dog digging frantically at a gopher hole, tearing great chunks of grass and dirt away with her fangs while enthusiastically clawing away at the entrance.  Loop had swallowed and inhaled so much dirt that she was coughing and having trouble breathing when SPHP made her stop.

Loop was breathing OK, and wasn’t coughing now, but seemed dejected.  Gorgeous day, though, and the trailhead was busy!  This was the jump off point for Big Sandy Lake, Jackass Pass, and the enormously popular Cirque of the Towers, which Lupe had been to years ago.  As Loopster approached the parking lot, a friendly old man stopped his vehicle to chat.  He asked where she was headed, and his eyes lit up when SPHP said East Temple Peak (12,600 ft.).

Somewhat surprised because everyone goes to the Cirque of the Towers, the stranger pronounced East Temple Peak a fantastic destination.

What route you taking?

Clear Lake and Deep Lake.

Camp at Deep Lake!  Simply incredible!  You won’t regret it.

With that advice, the old guy waved as he drove off.

Sounded like he knew what he was talking about, didn’t he, SPHP?

Sure did, Loop.  Might have wound up there anyway, but shall we make Deep Lake our official goal for the day?

The American Dingo seemed happy enough with that notion, and was soon setting off on the Meeks Lake trail.

Start of the Meeks Lake trail at the Big Sandy trailhead.

The Meeks Lake trail was wide, well-trodden, and easy going.  Starting out in forest, Lupe was soon crossing a sunny meadow.  Not a cloud in the sky!  As the trail went on, the Big Sandy River was often in view off to the R (E).

Crossing a big meadow. Photo looks NNE.
By the Big Sandy River. Photo looks NE.

0.6 mile from the trailhead, Lupe came to an intersection.  The Meeks Lake trail veered off to the L, climbing into the trees, while Big Sandy trail No. 99 continued straight following the Big Sandy River.

Approaching the point where the Meeks Lake (L) and Big Sandy (straight) trails divide. Photo looks NE.
Loop at the signpost.

The Big Sandy trail was the most direct route to Big Sandy Lake, which Lupe did need to get to.  However, Big Sandy trail No. 99 was certain to be very busy on a Saturday in July.  An alternate route existed that would eventually hook back into the Big Sandy trail.

Although perhaps a bit longer, this alternate route went past both V and Diamond Lakes, which Lupe had never seen before.  Since it might be quieter, more scenic, and help break up the 6 mile march to Big Sandy Lake, Lupe stuck with the Meeks Lake trail, which was signed here as Continental Divide trail No. 96.

The Meeks Lake trail is part of the Continental Divide trail.

After gaining a little elevation, the Meeks Lake trail flattened out for a while.  Looper enjoyed an easy stroll going N through the forest.  She came to another rise after which the trail flattened out a second time.  Lupe went by Meeks Lake, which wasn’t far from the trail off to the W (L), but didn’t even see it due to the trees.

0.6 mile from the first intersection, the Carolina Dog came to a second one.  The Meeks Lake trail again angled off toward the L, but this time Lupe went R on the Diamond Lake trail.

On the Meeks Lake trail.
Sign at the second trail junction. Lupe took the Diamond Lake trail seen here on the R.
Sign at the second junction.

Gradually gaining elevation, the Diamond Lake trail wound NE for 0.5 mile through the forest.  As Loop started getting close to V Lake, the trail began going downhill.  As soon as V Lake could be glimpsed through the trees, Lupe left the trail and went down to it.

V Lake was fairly large, but shallow.  From the SW shore, Lupe had her first view of a number of peaks ahead.  Nearly 6 miles off to the NE, Mitchell Peak (12,482 ft.), Dog Tooth Peak (12,488 ft.), and Big Sandy Mountain (12,416 ft.) were all strung out along the same ridge.

Schiestler Peak (11,624 ft.) was somewhat closer and part of a different one.  Much closer, a mere 1.5 miles due N of V Lake, Laturio Mountain (11,342 ft.) formed a giant ridge all by itself.

V Lake. Mitchell Peak (far L), Dog Tooth Peak (L) and Big Sandy Mountain (Center) along the far ridge. Schiestler Peak (R). Photo looks NE.
Laturio Mountain from V Lake. Photo looks N.

After sharing a piece of fried chicken at V Lake, Lupe and SPHP returned to the Diamond Lake trail, which now headed NE along the W shore.  The N end of V Lake proved to be a marshy region.

Temple Peak (12,972 ft.) (Center) from V Lake. Photo looks ESE.
N end of V Lake. Temple Peak (L). Photo looks SE.
On the way to Diamond Lake after leaving V Lake behind. Schiestler Peak (L) and Temple Peak (R) with A Cheval Peak (11,763 ft.) between them. Photo looks E.

The mile long trek to Diamond Lake, about a mile NE of V Lake, was flat the entire way.  Lupe crossed a large damp meadow before getting there, and several minor gravelly streams near the lake.  Although Diamond Lake wasn’t as big as V Lake, it was quite pretty.  Most of the shoreline was forested, but the trail did pass through a big meadow N of the lake.

Diamond Lake. Dog Tooth Peak (far L), Big Sandy Mountain (L) and Schiestler Peak (R). Photo looks NE.
W end of Diamond Lake. Photo looks S.
A zen moment in the forest near Diamond Lake.
Leaving Diamond Lake. Photo looks SSW.

Less than 0.25 mile past Diamond Lake, the Diamond Lake trail merged with Big Sandy trail No. 99 again.  Only 2 miles to Big Sandy Lake now!

The Meeks and Diamond Lake trails had been a great alternate route!  V and Diamond Lakes were beautiful, had provided mountain views not seen along the Big Sandy trail, and the terrain had been easy.  Couldn’t have been much farther this way, either.  Better yet, Lupe had enjoyed complete solitude the entire way on a day when Big Sandy trail No. 99 was overrun.

Signs at the junction of the Diamond Lake and Big Sandy trails.

Big Sandy Lake was the largest lake Lupe would come to today.  By the time she got there, it was already mid-afternoon.  The heavy pack and new boots made SPHP eager for another break.  Although she’d been breathing easily the entire way, the Carolina Dog still seemed somewhat subdued after the gopher hole stunt this morning.  Loop was perfectly content to relax for a while near the S shore.

Dog Tooth Peak (L) and Big Sandy Mountain (Center) from the S shore of Big Sandy Lake. Photo looks NE.
Looper taking it easy.

Deep Lake was still 3 miles away.  Although getting around Big Sandy Lake would be easy, the trail would steepen once Lupe headed up to Clear Lake.  Consequently, the rest break was shorter than either Lupe or SPHP would have liked.  Nevertheless,

Onward!  Puppy, ho!

Leaving the S end of Big Sandy Lake, the trail followed the W shore N for 0.5 mile.  Both the solid rock ridge of Haystack Mountain (11,978 ft.) and dramatic ship prow summit of East Temple Peak (12,600 ft.) came into view along the way.

Haystack Mountain (Center) from Big Sandy Lake. Photo looks ESE.
On Big Sandy trail No. 99. Big Sandy Lake and Schiestler Peak in view. Photo looks S.
Haystack Mountain (L), top of East Temple Peak (Center) and Temple Peak (R) from Big Sandy Lake. Photo looks SE.

At the N end of Big Sandy Lake, Lupe came to another trail junction.  Big Sandy trail No. 99 went N from here up to Jackass Pass and Lonesome Lake, but Lupe now left it, going E on Little Sandy trail No. 98 instead.

On her way around Big Sandy Lake, Lupe forded several streams.  Lost Creek and North Creek were both small.  Easy rock hops for SPHP.  Black Joe Creek, the last stream Lupe came to, was considerably larger than the others.  Fallen logs got SPHP across without wet feet.  Hiking poles came in handy during this maneuver.

Crossing North Creek. Schiestler Peak (R.) Photo looks SE.
Little Sandy trail near the N shore of Big Sandy Lake. War Bonnet Peak (12,369 ft.) (R). Photo looks NW.

After crossing Black Joe Creek, the trail climbed a little way up a steep slope before dropping almost all the way back down again.  Lupe was now leaving Big Sandy Lake behind, heading SE along the NE side of a big marshy meadow.  She skipped a L turn onto Trail No. 116 which went to Black Joe Lake, and watched for a junction where Little Sandy trail No. 098 divided.  She came to it before reaching the end of the meadow.

The nice new sign at the turn for Clear Lake and Deep Lake.
Glancing back at Big Sandy Lake and War Bonnet Peak (Center) after starting up the trail to Clear Lake. Photo looks NW.

300 feet of elevation gain up to Clear Lake in a little over 0.5 mile.  Little Sandy trail No. 98 gradually steepened as it wound through forest and over bedrock.  Lupe and SPHP plodded along.  Not a difficult trail at all, but the backpack felt heavier with every step.  As the trail finally leveled out, the W end of Clear Lake came into sight along with a gorgeous view of Haystack Mountain (11,978 ft.).

Haystack Mountain from the NW end of Clear Lake. Photo looks SE.

SPHP couldn’t wait to shed the backpack.

Oh, Loopster!  What do you think?  Isn’t Clear Lake fabulous?  I shouldn’t be, but I’m all worn out.  Would you mind if we camp here tonight?  Still another 1.5 miles up to Deep Lake, and I simply don’t feel like doing it.

Fine with me, SPHP, but aren’t you just delaying the inevitable?  I thought you’d originally hoped to get way up to Temple Lake.  It’ll be that much harder to get up East Temple Peak tomorrow if we stay here, won’t it?

Yeah, I know it, but at the moment, I don’t care.  Ready to call it.

Alright then.  As you wish!  Certainly can’t fault this scenery!  Let’s look around for a spot.

The SW end of Clear Lake looked attractive.  Lupe and SPHP headed over that way, rock hopping Clear Lake’s outlet stream in the process.  Not much soil around here, which explained why the forest was more open.  A great deal of exposed bedrock provided rock solid camping spots, which didn’t hold much appeal since SPHP hadn’t brought any padding other than the sleeping bags.

Further exploration revealed tents already set up at a great spot with some soil.  Eh, best to move on and let them enjoy their privacy.

Big Sandy Mountain (12,416 ft.) from near the W end of Clear Lake. Photo looks NE.
W end of Clear Lake. Schiestler Peak (R of Center). Lupe explored the far shore while looking for a campsite. Photo looks SW.

Returning to Little Sandy trail No. 98, Lupe and SPHP continued E on the N side of Clear Lake.  Along the way, Looper made several forays up into the forest N of the trail looking for campsites.  She found some good ones, but they were all occupied.

Clear Lake from a little farther E along the N shore. Photo looks SE.
Another look at Schiestler Peak (R of Center) from Clear Lake. Photo looks SW.

Finally, after 3 or 4 tries, the Carolina Dog did find an unoccupied spot that would do.  50 feet higher up a steepish slope, and a good 200 feet N of the trail, was a small level patch of soft dirt amid a bouldery region featuring mostly dead trees.  15 feet to the E was a rock outcropping sporting an abandoned loose stone campfire ring.  From here, Lupe had a partial view of Clear Lake and East Temple Peak beyond it.

7-18-20, 6:37 PM, campsite N of Clear Lake – Good enough!  SPHP set up Loopster’s tiny house.  As soon as the sleeping bags were spread out, she was eager to get inside.  Time to eat and rest up for a big day tomorrow.

The last of the fried chicken disappeared.  Satisfied and tired, both Lupe and SPHP welcomed the sandman long before Mother Nature turned out the light.

N of Clear Lake, Wind River range, Wyoming 7-18-20

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Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 256 – Deerfield Trail No. 40: Daugherty Trailhead to Signal Knob & Deerfield Lake (10-30-20)

8:36 AM, 26ºF, Mystic Road, Daugherty trailhead, Deerfield Trail No. 40

After that big storm last week, I never dreamed there would be so little snow up here, Loopster!  We could have gone up to the high country, if I’d realized it was going to be practically snow-free.

Still can if you want to, SPHP, but this is fine with me.

Eh, I didn’t plan anything out for up there thinking the G6 wouldn’t even be able to get close.  Maybe we should just go with the flow?  You can knock out a section of the Deerfield trail today.  We might even have time for a side excursion to Signal Knob (6,200 ft.) for some peakbagging fun!

You know I’m not picky, SPHP.  Happy just to be here!  If you are, too, let’s go!  Don’t want to keep the early squirrels waiting!

Somehow I doubt an American Dingo is what the squirrels are hoping for, but onward!  Puppy, ho!

Lupe was on it, anxious to make tracks and get in some long overdue sniffing action.  Sprinting ahead, she left the Daugherty trailhead of Deerfield Trail No. 40 following USFS Road No. 182 W up Whitetail Gulch.  Daugherty Gulch was 0.75 mile S of here, and why this wasn’t called the Whitetail trailhead instead of Daugherty had always been a mystery to SPHP.

However, it was more of a curiosity than a real mystery.  Whatever the answer was, it made no difference at all to Lupe.

Waiting impatiently at the Daugherty trailhead for the photo to get snapped so the day’s adventures can begin.
Starting up Whitetail Gulch.

Not a cloud in the sky!  Tiny sunlight diamonds sparkled on thin layers of frost and snow.  The air was crisp and clean, summer’s smoky skies at long last a thing of the past.  Deerfield Trail No. 40 wound gradually up Whitetail Gulch past ponderosa pine covered slopes and naked aspens.  A tiny creek trickled in the ditch next to the roadbed.  The road crossed it 10 minutes from the trailhead.

On USFS Road No. 182, which doubles as Deerfield Trail No. 40 in Whitetail Gulch.
Loop returning from one of her romps ahead.
At the tiny stream crossing 10 minutes from the trailhead.
A long straight stretch bordered by white-barked aspens.

All of the terrain Deerfield Trail No. 40 would take Lupe through today was pretty easy stuff.  Some variation, of course, but mostly a series of long gentle inclines and descents.  A good 0.5+ mile from the trailhead, Whitetail Gulch curved S.  The trail, however, continued W a little way before making a short steeper jog up to the N.  Turning W again, the road leveled out, reaching a high point shortly after passing No. 182.1D, a side road on the R (N).

Just beyond this high point, the Deerfield Trail curved SSW as it began a gradual descent.  Some open ground provided Lupe with her first views of nearby hills.  Nothing too spectacular, but pleasant enough.

At the curve beyond the junction with USFS Road No. 182.1D. Photo looks SW.

Lupe was soon past the open grassy region.  The trail now dipped more steeply down into a shady canyon, entering a different drainage.  At the bottom, the road crossed Crooked Creek, which was considerably larger than the tiny creek in Whitetail Gulch, but still a small stream.  Paving blocks in Crooked Creek made for a trivial stream crossing.

Immediately beyond Crooked Creek, the road forked.  A brown Deerfield Trail fiberglass wand was in sight ahead along the L branch.  Going that way, Loop quickly came to a second Crooked Creek crossing, also blessed with paving stones.

At the first Crooked Creek crossing. Stay L at the road fork ahead!
The second Crooked Creek crossing was only a few hundred feet farther.

Crooked Creek was a major low point.  From here, Deerfield Trail No. 40 climbed steadily following the creek valley higher.  Within 10 minutes, Lupe arrived at another place where the road forked.  She stayed to the R entering a shaded, narrower portion of the valley.  A snowy trek on a straight stretch led to a curve to the L where the road crossed Crooked Creek yet again, which this time flowed beneath it in a culvert.

Immediately beyond the culvert crossing, the road curved sharply R (NW), starting up a hill at a steeper pace.  However, Deerfield Trail No. 40 parted from the road at this curve.  SPHP nearly missed the trail as it headed off to the L.  The only sign was 25 feet from the road where a big ponderosa pine had a metal “40” diamond nailed to its trunk, and a pink ribbon could be seen behind it flapping in the breeze.

Heading W up the S side of the Crooked Creek valley after the 2nd stream crossing.
Looper at the fork 10 minutes W of the 2nd Crooked Creek crossing. Stay to the R here!
By the big ponderosa pine with the 40 diamond and pink ribbon. The trail has just left the road 25 feet back and is now a single track. Don’t miss this turn! Photo looks SW.

Deerfield Trail No. 40 now continued SW up Crooked Creek as a single track.  At first, the single track looked a little like an abandoned ATV trail, but soon lost that characteristic as it promptly entered a narrow, V-shaped valley.  The shady forest seemed dank and dark, but the trail was easy to follow.

Before long, Lupe came to another creek crossing.  This one was a bit of a mess.  A mostly frozen-over pool of water was surrounded by deadfall and tree trunks that had been cut to clear the trail, but which were still crowding the crossing.  The ice wasn’t thick enough to be trusted, and getting past this little spot was more trouble than it ought to have been.  On the far side, SPHP had to crawl under a downed spruce, but the Carolina Dog enjoyed plenty of clearance.

As it turned out, Loopster came to 3 of these stream crossings in quick succession.  None were significant obstacles, but they did slow SPHP down, which admittedly doesn’t take much.

First of the 3 Crooked Creek crossings that came in rapid succession.
Second crossing. The log next to Lupe would have made this one a cinch, if it hadn’t been icy.

Shortly after Lupe passed the third stream crossing, the valley turned S and began to open up.  The single track reached an old forest service road again, which continued up the valley at an easy pace, crossing Crooked Creek one last time at a point where the stream was a simple rock hop, almost a step-across.

The old road eventually began curving R (W), and soon arrived at a 3-way junction at a sunny clearing.  Another 3-way junction was just 150 feet away up a hill to the S.  A check of SPHP’s maps showed that all Lupe had to do was continue straight W on a road clearly marked as USFS Road No. 443.

The valley opens up after the 3 rapid succession stream crossings. Loop is approaching a final easy Crooked Creek ford just ahead. Photo looks SSW.
Still following Crooked Creek higher, but we won’t have to cross it again! Photo looks SW.
2 different 3-way junctions in this area. Stay straight W on No. 443! Photo looks WSW.

No. 443 headed W from the junction, then gradually curved NW.  What was left of Crooked Creek was still on the L (S) side of the road, but was now largely reduced to a strip of mucky terrain with only a little free flowing water among tufted grasses.  A little after No. 443 turned NW, Lupe reached an unmarked fork.

Directly ahead, a grassy slope lay between the two choices, either a road to the R (N) which went uphill into an area where several trees had pink plastic ribbons tied around them, or a road to the L (W).

The road to the L looked more heavily trafficked, as though it might be a continuation of No. 443.  After some debate, Lupe went that way.  She soon came to a place where the hillside N of the road had been carved away by a bulldozer.  In fact, the guilty bulldozer was still rusting away up in the scar.  Orange signs in the trees nearby said this was an “active” mine site, but it sure didn’t look like it.

Part of the carved up hillside N of the trail. Photo looks E.
Looking ahead. No. 443, if that’s what it still was, continues W. Photo looks W.

Continuing W past the inactive active mine site, the road soon curved NW again, leaving the last remaining trickle of Crooked Creek behind for good.  Lupe came to a 3-way junction in a large clearing.  A tree on the E side of this junction had a 40 diamond nailed to it.  The positioning made it look like this meant the road heading NE up a little hill was actually the Deerfield Trail, not the way Loop had just come.

Wondering if the road from the NE was a continuation of the branch to the R that Loopster had not taken at the last fork before the mine, SPHP led her up to the top of the little hill.  Off to the L (N) was a somewhat higher ridge that looked like it might provide some distant views.  The road kept going NE, instead of bending around to the R (S) like it should have if it was going to head back to that last fork.

Inconclusive.  Didn’t really matter.  SPHP was certain Lupe needed to go back down and take the road going SW.  She sure didn’t need to be going NE.  Might as well forget this for now.  Maybe the Carolina Dog had taken a little shortcut by going past the mine, and maybe she hadn’t, but it was true that she hadn’t seen any 40’s along the road that went by the mine.

Lupe reached this junction from the R (SE). However, the 40 diamond on the pine at R seemed to indicate that this road to the NE (Center) had been the correct route. Photo looks NE.
On a brief foray to the NE to see if this was the route Lupe should have been on. Result: inconclusive. Photo looks NE.

Lupe turned around, went back down the little hill, and continued SW past the 3-way junction.  The road climbed gradually for a while, then leveled out.  Was this the place?  Nothing stood out, but then again, that was to be expected.  There wouldn’t be anything to make it stand out.  A brown fiberglass “40” wand confirmed Loopster was definitely on the Deerfield Trail again.

On the flat high ground. Photo looks SW.

A long time ago, the Carolina Dog had been this way.  In fact, back in the early days of her Black Hills expeditions she had traveled both the entire Deerfield and Centennial trails, among the longest in the Black Hills.  That was years before she had her very own adventure Dingo blog.  In the last few years, Loop had revisited some sections of both trails, which was more or less what this expedition was all about, too.

Today’s re-exploration had all seemed like a completely new voyage of discovery.  Nothing had triggered memories of having been here before until now.  Yet a growing eerie feeling of long lost familiarity still wasn’t conclusive.

Keep an eye out, Loop.  I think somewhere up here the trail veers off to the R, going downhill as a single track again.  If I remember right, the turn is marked, but still easy to miss.

I’ll try, SPHP, but I’m sort of busy watching for squirrels and deer, too.  Are we close to the turn you’re expecting, now?

Not sure.  Suddenly feel like I’m in an ancient dream walking in a real, but long forgotten land.  All I really remember is being up on a stretch of flat high country like this that didn’t offer any views, and subsequently missing the turn.  That scarred hill and rusting bulldozer we passed now seem vaguely familiar, too, but I could be confusing all this with some other completely different place.

Well, that’s really helpful, SPHP!  Let me know if your dream walk is due to turn into a nightmare somewhere up here.  Think I’ll stick to the squirrels and deer in the meantime.

The march SW went on and on, just like SPHP “remembered” it would, but Lupe still didn’t come to anything definitely recognizable, and no single track trail appeared veering off to the R.  Instead, Loop eventually came to a 3-way junction SPHP had no recollection of at all with USFS Road No. 429, which was marked with a brown wand and continued SW.

So here we are up in dreamland! Flat high ground, pine trees, no views, but an easy trek. Photo looks SW.
So far, so good, but still no single track off to the R (NW)! Photo looks SW.
Junction with USFS Road No. 429. (Near HP6006 on the topo map.) Photo looks SW.

No. 429 soon started dropping.  Slowly at first, but Looper hadn’t gone far before she was losing elevation at a good clip.  She came to a place where the road curved R (N) into a valley.  SPHP called a brief halt to check maps, and take a little break.  A building was off to the SW on a partially open hillside of mixed grasslands and pines.

Well, we’ve done it again, Looper.

Done what, SPHP?

Missed the turn onto the single track.  No harm done, though.  I suspect we’ll find it right around this bend.  That grassy hillside with the building makes me think we’re getting close to Slate Prairie.

Off the official Deerfield Trail a bit, but getting close to Slate Prairie. Photo looks SW.

Loop wasn’t hungry, but SPHP ate an apple.  Once it was gone, onward!

Apparently, the few brain cells that hadn’t suffered a memory dump were right.  Continuing around the curve down into the valley to the NNW, Deerfield Trail No. 40 crossed the road only a few minutes from the rest spot.

By the section of single track trail Lupe’d missed. It provides a little shortcut compared to following USFS Road No. 429 around a bend to the S. Photo looks E.
From USFS Road No. 429 (which Lupe is standing on), Deerfield Trail No. 40 continues as a single track up the ravine seen beyond her. Photo looks SW.

Leaving No. 429, Lupe turned WSW following a single track up a ravine.  This ravine was the upper end of the Bittersweet Creek drainage, a very small stream at this point.  The creek was a mucky mess where the trail first met it.  Loop avoided crossing it, staying along the S bank for a little way, waiting until SPHP found an easy spot to leap over.

A use path on the N bank led up to a boulder where it merged with the official Deerfield Trail.  The use path contained a hazard the official trail did not.  Several strands of rusty barbed wire from a downed fence were hidden in the grass just before the boulder.  Fortunately, Lupe did not get tangled in it.

An American Dingo forges ahead after successfully avoiding a barbed wire trap only a few feet from this rock. Photo looks SW.

Following the official trail up the ravine, Loop came to a flat region on the edge of Slate Prairie.  Signal Knob (6,200 ft.) could now be seen 0.6 mile to the SSE.

Heading up the ravine. Photo looks W.
Approaching Slate Prairie. Photo looks WSW.
Signal Knob from Deerfield Trail No. 40. Photo looks SSE.

Signal Knob wasn’t impressive, merely a small pine-forested hill isolated out in the Slate Prairie grasslands.  Lupe had been there before, more than 5.5 years ago.  SPHP remembered a deadfall timber laden summit due to a severe pine bark beetle infestation.

Noon already, but Looper had been making fairly decent time.  She was only a little over a mile from the Kinney Canyon trailhead, her minimum goal along the Deerfield Trail today.  No more significant peaks were close to this section of the trail, so SPHP figured the Carolina Dog might as well pay Signal Knob another visit.  The side trip would cost her an hour or so, but no more than that.

Leaving Deerfield Trail No. 40, Loopster struck out heading S across the rolling grasslands of Slate Prairie.  After crossing a ravine containing what remained of tiny Bittersweet Creek, she passed through a big field leading to County Road No. 307.  Ducking under a fence to cross the road, she was soon approaching Signal Knob from the NW.

Approaching Signal Knob. Photo looks SE.

The N end of Signal Knob was private property, but the S half was USFS land.  Lupe circled S partway along the W slope before turning toward the summit.  The entire W slope was a mess of deadfall and stickers, making what should have been a trivial romp higher a slow process.

Signal Knob is sort of a mess, but we knew that! Photo looks SE.

As expected, Signal Knob’s flat summit was still littered with deadfall, but patches of open ground existed, too.  Despite the pine bark beetles’ work, enough trees were still standing to interfere with the views.  The only really clear view was a nice one of Black Elk Peak (7,231 ft.) far to the SE.  The last time Lupe had been here, it had still been Harney Peak.

Black Elk Peak (L of Center) from Signal Knob. Photo looks SE.
Black Elk Peak with help from the telephoto lens.

12:29 PM, 55ºF, Signal Knob – A 10-15 mph breeze blew out of the W, but it was still nice up here for almost the end of October.  SPHP was glad Lupe had returned to Signal Knob.  However, if she was going to get as far along Deerfield Trail No. 40 as SPHP hoped, Loop couldn’t stay long.

Time enough for a relaxing light lunch, and that was about it.  Taste of the Wild for Lupe, who was somewhat hungry now.  Another apple for SPHP.  A small chocolate coconut bar served as desert.  Naturally, it got shared with the insistent sweet tooth Dingo.

Back on Signal Knob for the first time in more than 5.5 years. Photo looks NW.
Relaxing a bit before pressing on. Photo looks S.

A pleasant 20 minutes, and it was time to go.  At least the Carolina Dog had one minor peakbagging success to show for the day!  Bidding Signal Knob farewell, Lupe started down the W slope again.  The lower part wasn’t forested, and actually provided quite nice views of the E edge of the limestone plateau region off to the W.

A number of peaks Loopster had been to before were in sight, including South Castle Rock (6,840 ft.), Castle Rock (6,783 ft.) and Nipple Butte (6,800 ft.).

South Castle Rock (Center) and Castle Rock (R of Center), both part of the same ridge. Nipple Butte (far R). Photo looks NW over Slate Prairie and more distant Reynolds Prairie with help from the telephoto lens.
View to the SW from the lower W slope of Signal Knob.

Once down off Signal Knob, Lupe went NW intent upon getting back to Deerfield Trail No. 40 again.  She didn’t return to it at the exact same spot she’d left it, but picked the trail up somewhat farther W where it crossed USFS Road No. 187.

In Slate Prairie, almost back to Deerfield Trail No. 40. Flag Mountain (6,937 ft.) (far L), Peak 6962 (L), and White Tail Peak (6,962 ft.) (R) in the distance. Photo looks NW.
Back at the Deerfield Trail where it crosses USFS Road No. 187. South Castle Rock (straight up from wand). Photo looks WNW.

From USFS Road No. 187, the trail left Slate Prairie heading W into the trees.  Lupe soon came to a metal gate.  At roughly 6,220 feet elevation, this gate was the highest point along the entire Deerfield Trail.  From here the trail continued WNW on a long gradual descent.  At the bottom, Lupe popped out onto County Road No. 307 again, the same road she’d crossed near Signal Knob.

On the other side of No. 307 was a big grassy clearing, site of the Kinney Canyon trailhead.

At the metal gate W of USFS Road No. 187. This is the high point of the entire Deerfield Trail. Photo looks W.
Losing elevation after passing the gate. Photo looks WNW.
Looking back from County Road No. 307. Photo looks ESE.
At the Kinney Canyon trailhead. Photo looks W.

Not yet 2:00 PM, but close to it.  Looper had met her minimum goals for this Black Hills expedition.  Sure would be nice to continue far enough to link up with the Deerfield Lake Loop Trail No. 40L, though.  Another mile would almost do it.  SPHP actually hoped the American Dingo could get even farther than that.

Wha’dya think, Loop?  How are you feeling?

Great!  What’s up?

We can turn around here and call it a day, but want to keep going?  Be kind of fun to go all the way to the Deerfield Reservoir dam and see the lake.  On the other paw, the sun goes down mighty early these days.  We won’t get back to the G6 until well after dark, if we do all that.

I’m having a blast!  Let’s keep going!  You brought the flashlight?

Yup.  Extra batteries, too, if we need ’em.

So onward it was!  From Kinney Canyon, the Deerfield Trail continued SW up a little valley, now as a road again.  Shortly after the trailhead was out of sight, however, the trail veered off to the R as a single track.  A steady climb eventually leveled out in a young pine forest.

SW of the Kinney Canyon trailhead, the Deerfield Trail again becomes a single track as it splits off here from a short stretch of road it had been following. “40” trail wand beyond Lupe. Photo looks W.
In the young forest at the top of the next rise. Photo looks WNW.

A long descent was about to begin.  Beyond the young pines, Lupe went through a second metal gate.  Past the gate, she came to a big field.  On the far side was a road.  The last of the single track trail led over to it.

Last of the single track trail. The road leading to the junction with trail No. 40L is just ahead. Photo looks W.

Upon reaching the road, Lupe followed it R.  It immediately entered the shade of a forested valley.  The snowy road lost elevation more quickly than the single track had, but wasn’t steep.  Winding W down this valley, Loopster came to a sign for the Deerfield Recreation Area.  The junction with Lake Loop Trail No. 40L couldn’t be much farther.

A few more bends in the road, and there was the intersection at a small sunny clearing.

On the snowy road. Photo looks WNW.
Entering the Deerfield Recreation Area. Photo looks NW.
We’re getting close to the junction with Lake Loop Trail No. 40L now! Photo looks W.
This is it! W end of the official Deerfield Trail No. 40. Of course, it links up with No. 40L here, which goes clear around Deerfield Lake. Photo looks SW.

A couple of signs were at the junction of No. 40 & No. 40L.  One said Loop was now 7 miles from the Mystic Road trailhead, which is just another name for the Daugherty trailhead.  The other sign said the Custer Trails trailhead, accessible from No. 40L, was 2 miles away.

W end of Deerfield Trail No. 40. The E end links up with Centennial Trail No. 89.
Still at the junction, but on Deerfield Lake Loop Trail No. 40L now. Photo looks N.
The second sign.

Only one more objective left!  Lupe headed NW on Deerfield Lake Loop Trail No. 40L.  Castle Creek wasn’t as far as SPHP remembered, only 0.33 mile.  Another 0.33 mile past Castle Creek, and the Carolina Dog reached the top of the Deerfield Reservoir dam near its NW end.

Approaching Castle Creek below the Deerfield Reservoir dam. Photo looks NW.
Deerfield Reservoir from the NW end of the dam. Photo looks SSW.

A cool W breeze swept across the lake.  Trotting along the length of the dam, Lupe headed for a grassy region at its opposite SE end.  Leaving the dam, SPHP walked along a steep slope below a fence, stopping to rest where as much of the lake was in view as possible.  Loopster thought this slope was a little too steep, but SPHP helped her get comfortable.

Deerfield Lake from farther along the dam. Photo looks W.
Looking back along the dam. Photo looks NW.
The grassy slope. Photo looks W.

Tall strands of yellow grass danced in the wind.  Sunlight glittered on Deerfield Reservoir as an unceasing parade of shimmering blue waves rippled into the dam’s rocky shore.  Beyond the lake were ponderosa pine forested hills and ridges of the western Black Hills, dark green nearby, bluer in the distance.  Other than the wind sighing in the pines, silence.  Solitude.

Most of the rest of the Taste of the Wild disappeared.  The last chocolate coconut bar vanished.  Partially resting on SPHP’s lap, Lupe stayed a while, watching the waves.

3:11 PM, Deerfield Reservoir –  Two hours until sunset.  Nearly 8 miles to go.  Better get with it!  The American Dingo paused at the SE end of the dam for a final look, and was on her way.

Deerfield Lake.

The return was fun!  Such a beautiful evening!  Returning to Deerfield Trail No. 40, Lupe headed E.  Long uphill and downhill stretches, but never very steep, and more downhill going this way than uphill.  No rest breaks, no photo stops, no side trips, except a brief one that proved the road past the bulldozer and the inactive “active” mine site really was part of the official Deerfield trail.

Looper sniffed and explored to her heart’s content.  In Slate Prairie, she saw cattle grazing in the fields N of Signal Knob.  Later, she came upon several small groups of whitetail deer in the Crooked Creek valley.

Minus the stops, it all went by much faster than before, yet the last rays of sunlight vanished and dusk came on.  A bright star appeared, most likely a planet, and as the darkness grew, a circular glow highlighted the black outlines of pines in the E.

Tomorrow was Halloween, and October’s second full moon – a blue moon.  It was nearly full tonight.  As the moon rose above the treetops, Deerfield Trail No. 40 became a mix of shadows and moonlight, where a homeward bound Carolina Dog roamed at will.  (End 6:54 PM, 50ºF)

Signal Knob (R) from Deerfield Trail No. 40, Black Hills of South Dakota 10-30-20

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