Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 289 – The Lists of John Mini-Blitz (1-11-22)

8:45 AM, 44ºF, S Rockerville Road – Although a sign insisted this was a privately maintained driveway, a brown wand also confirmed that this was USFS Road No. 641.  SPHP parked the RAV4 at a wide spot.

Think we’re good here, Loopster.  Private property nearby, but No. 641 is USFS land all the way to Peak 4760.

Start of USFS Road No. 641. Photo looks SE.
The sign that caused momentary consternation.

No. 641 started out heading SE, slowly gaining elevation.  A little cool in the shade, but still a very warm morning for January.

Is this the start of the blitz you mentioned last time, SPHP?

Indeed it is, Loop.  Actually, just a mini-blitz.

Mind explaining what you mean by that?

Oh, it’s quite simple actually.  You’re closing in on an achievement, dear Dingo!  If it hadn’t been so smoky last summer, you would have already finished it.  Since you didn’t, we’re just going to plug away at it now at the start of 2022 every time the weather is decent until you get it over and done with.  That’s the blitz part of it.

So we’re going to be climbing a bunch of mountains?  Sounds good, but what is this mysterious achievement, and how long is it going to take, SPHP?

The achievement is a surprise.  I’ll let you know when your done.  Expect you to finish maybe in late, late January, more likely in February.  Depends on the weather and how well it goes.  The mountains we’ll be climbing are all Lists of John peaks we’ve never been to before right here in the Black Hills that all have at least 300 feet of prominence.  Unless, of course, we wind up going somewhere else for a big finish!

That would be cool, SPHP!  Especially in January, unless we go a long way S!

Yeah, we’ll have to see on that, Loopster.  Not sure yet what we’ll wind up doing, but in the meantime you’re going to be busy right here in the good ol’ Black Hills.

Should be fun, but we’ve already been climbing quite a few Lists of John Peaks lately.  How is this any different?

More peaks, more often, until you’re done.  A blitz!

Whatever, SPHP!  Sounds like the same thing we’ve been doing, but if it means I get to explore more mountains, I’m all for it.  Lists of John mini-blitz it is!

0.25 mile and the road topped out as it began to curve S.

Thar she blows, Looper!  Going to be a snap!

Is that our first Lists of John mini-blitz peak already, SPHP?

Yup.  Peak 4760!  No doubt about it. Numero uno dead ahead!

The hill SPHP was referring to was already in sight a little over 0.5 mile away.  Forested, but not all that big.  Really didn’t look hard at all.

Peak 4760 (L). Photo looks SE.

No. 641 wound around toward the S a bit, then turned E, dipping down to cross a drainage before starting to climb again.  Lupe passed a road to the N that must have gone to one of the private properties, and soon thereafter went right past a big house.  All easy peasy.

Approaching from the NW, the Carolina Dog arrived at a fork in the road at the base of the mountain.  No. 641.1B went L, while No. 641 veered R.  Hardly mattered.  Both routes would probably work out just fine.

Following USFS Road No. 641 as it winds S. Photo looks SW.
About to cross the drainage. Peak 4760 (Center). Photo looks ESE.
At the fork. No. 641.1B goes L. No. 641 goes R. Photo looks SSW.

Sticking with No. 641, Lupe went R.  The road climbed just a little before topping out.  Off to the SW, there was already a terrific, if distant, view of Mount Rushmore (5,725 ft.) and Black Elk Peak (7,231 ft.).  A couple more scenic hills were ahead, but Lupe wouldn’t be visiting them.

Black Elk Peak (Center), Mount Rushmore (L of Center). Photo looks SW.
More hills ahead. Photo looks SSE.

Leaving the road at about its high point, Lupe started climbing through open forest.  Although Peak 4760 had appeared heavily forested from a distance, she didn’t have to go far before a clearing was visible ahead.  Crumbling limestone littered a sunny hillside below a more intact cap.  This last part of the climb was short, but steep.

On the sunny upper slope. Photo looks. NE.
Near the limestone cap. Photo looks ENE.

The top of the mountain was broad, and tilted gradually up toward the NW.  Lupe had come up at a big clearing near the true summit, which was along the NW edge of the mountain.  A limestone platform offered another big view of Black Elk Peak and Mount Rushmore.

Up on Peak 4760. Photo looks WNW.
The big clearing near the NW end of the mountain. Photo looks SE.
At the true summit. Black Elk Peak (beyond Lupe). Photo looks SW.
Mount Rushmore (L), Black Elk Peak (R). Photo looks SW with help from the telephoto lens.
Zoomed in on Mount Rushmore.

9:35 AM, 48ºF, Peak 4760 –

Our Lists of John mini-blitz is off to a great start, SPHP!  This was easy!

Certainly had been.  A break hardly seemed warranted yet, but Lupe took one at the true summit.  Even if she was on the mini-blitz now, that didn’t mean she couldn’t spend a little while up on top experiencing the mountain.  That would be just too big of a breach of tradition!  Might as well share a chocolate coconut bar, whether truly earned yet, or not.

At the true summit. Photo looks E.

Instead of her usual summit hour, the American Dingo spent a mere 30 minutes up on Peak 4760.  Plenty of time to wander about having a look at the views.  Silver Mountain (5,405 ft.) and Boulder Hill (5,331 ft.) were both in sight from the true summit.  From the SW edge, a big ridge, part of which must have included Woodpecker Ridge (5,680 ft.), could be seen to the SSW.

Silver Mountain (L) and Boulder Hill (R). Photo looks NW.
Looking SSW in the general direction of Woodpecker Ridge (Center).
Along the SW edge. Photo looks S.

Half an hour zoomed by.  On the way down, Lupe journeyed SE through most of the big clearing before starting down the SW slope.  Not quite as steep this way.  Once below the limestone cap, it was back down the rocky hillside to the forest, and ultimately USFS Road No. 641 again.

Heading down. Black Elk Peak (Center). Photo looks SW.
Passing below the region where Lupe went up during the ascent. Photo looks N.

Which way now, SPHP?

Back to the RAV4, Looper!  These Lists of John peaks are scattered around enough so that we’ll have to drive between them.  Our “blitz” would take a month of Sundays trudging from one to the next.

Returning to the RAV4. Photo looks WSW.

10:41 AM, 50ºF, Playhouse Road a mile S of Hwy 40 – Wasn’t all that far to the next starting point.  A 10 minute drive, and Loop was leaping out of the RAV4 again at a minor pass along Playhouse Road.  Beyond a green cattle guard, USFS Road No. 359.1C curved away into the forest.

At the start of USFS Road No. 359.1C.

That way, SPHP?

Absolutely!  Onward!  Puppy, ho!

No. 359.1C wound W, then NW.  For an abandoned road according to the topo map, it sure seemed to be in good shape.  Loopster soon found out why.  After a steepish climb approaching HP4600, the road leveled out at a pass.  No fence, but the road ahead was posted.  The signs looked new.

Setting out on USFS Road No. 359.1C. HP4600 (R). Photo looks W.
Starting the climb toward HP4600. Photo looks WNW.
At the posted pass along HP4600‘s S ridge. Photo looks W.

Well, shoot, Loop!  This was supposed to be our easy route to Peak 5000.  Guess we should have started out by the sewage ponds.  Would have been shorter, anyway.  And here, I thought this would be better.

Sewage ponds!  Forget that, SPHP!  Can’t we go around this private land?

Yeah, more effort than a road hike, though.  Gonna slow down your blitz!

Looking 30 feet back down the road the way Lupe had come up, SPHP noticed a line of posts and survey ribbons.  Must be the property line!

Guess we can go around the edge that way, Looper.  C’mon!

Heading NE along the line of posts, it wasn’t far to a property corner.  Able to turn NW again, Lupe was happy to see a snowy slope.  Climbing past the snow, she then turned N passing E of HP4600‘s summit.  A valley was just ahead.  Peak 4894 now in sight due W.  More toward the N, and farther away, part of Peak 5000 was visible, too.

On the snowy upper E slopes of HP4600. Photo looks NW.
Peak 4894 (L of Center). Photo looks W.
Peak 5000 (Center). Photo looks NW.

A house was visible down in a saddle to the W.  Clearly private property over that way.  Staying well NE of the house, Lupe descended into the valley ahead.  At the bottom, she passed a pile of slash leftover from a logging operation.  It looked old, but the American Dingo came to more recently logged territory after starting up the other side of the valley.

Crossing the valley. Peak 4894 (Center). Photo looks WSW.
On a recently logged slope. Photo looks NW.

Continuing N and NW, trying to avoid private property, but not always succeeding, judging from National Forest boundary signs sometimes met along the way, Looper finally reached another valley.

In the second valley. Photo looks NNW.

Down in the heavily forested valley, it wasn’t clear exactly what route would be best from here.

Must be somewhere SE of Peak 5000 now.  Just start climbing, Loopster!

Picking a hillside that didn’t look too terribly steep, Lupe charged up.  After gaining 60 or 70 feet of elevation, she reached a narrow ridgeline that rose steadily to the NW.  Seemed like a reasonable route higher.

On the ridgeline. Photo looks NW.

Rock formations, fallen trees, dense forest, and a couple more National Forest boundary signs.  Progress was kind of slow, and it wasn’t at all clear what was USFS land and what wasn’t.  Maybe it didn’t matter too much?  The whole region seemed surprisingly remote and untouched.

After gaining hundreds of feet of elevation, Lupe arrived at a clearing.  The terrain was flatter now.  Remnants of a long abandoned electric fence were up here.  All three strands of wire were flat on the ground.

At the clearing. Photo looks SSW.

This is kind of strange, don’t you think, SPHP?

Yeah, I do.  We’re less than a mile from Keystone.  Wonder if we’re going to come to a housing subdivision?  Let’s follow this fence.  Must be some kind of a border.  Probably can’t mess up too badly, if we stay close to it.

Loop followed what was left of the electric fence NW until it vanished.  Continuing NW, she kept passing National Forest boundary signs.  The ground kept rising, but at a slower and slower pace.

By a National Forest boundary post.

Eventually a rock formation could be seen only a short distance ahead.  Looked like a high point.

Get up there, Looper!

Is this the summit, SPHP?

Hard to say.  Might be.

Success! Maybe. Photo looks ESE.

No views here!  Way too many trees.  Nothing to see.

Oh, yes there is, SPHP!  Look at this!

30 feet NW of the big rock Lupe had just been on, there was a bearing tree, survey marker, and a couple more National Forest boundary signs.

By the survey marker. Photo looks SE.

That wasn’t all.  Within sight farther NW was Peak 5000 Stonehenge!

At Peak 5000 Stonehenge. Photo looks NW.

Oh, I bet this place is magical!  Stand back, SPHP!  I’ll get inside, and see what happens.

Be careful, Loopster!  Remember the space port at South Baldy?  That was weird enough!

Inside Peak 5000 Stonehenge. Photo looks ENE.

Surrounded by the odd vertical rocks of the Peak 5000 Stonehenge, Lupe stood there for a minute or two.

Anything happening, Loop?  I can’t tell any difference.

Not even a tingle, SPHP.  Maybe we need to come back at midnight during a full moon?  The magic would be a lot more powerful then.

Heh.  Don’t bet on that ever happening, Looper.  Was hard enough to find this place in broad daylight.

The tops of the tallest Stonehenge rocks looked like they might actually be Peak 5000’s high point, but that illusion was quickly dispelled.  The ground rose again as Loopster continued NW.  She soon passed a minor ridge to the W that was definitely higher than Peak 5000 Stonehenge, or the first big rock back at the survey marker.  However, an even higher spot was now visible a little off to the NE.

Approaching the SE summit. Photo looks NE.

It was sunny when Lupe first reached the flat top of a little ridge.  A few small rocks with a scratchy, leafless bush growing among them formed an undramatic high point scarcely a foot above the rest of the terrain.

I think this is it, Looper!

The true summit of Peak 5000?

Yup.

On top of Peak 5000. Photo looks E.

Chocolate coconut bar time!  Lupe and SPHP sat down together enjoying the warm sun.  Nearly 60ºF!  In January, no less.  Taste of the Wild, an apple, and water rounded out the provisions that met the same fate as the chocolate coconut bar.

You were wrong, SPHP!

About what, this time?

The housing subdivision.

Oh, yeah.  Well, I’m glad about that.  Peak 5000 is better like this, anyway.  Gets awkward real fast when the true summit of a mountain is someone’s front yard.

Peak 5000’s summit had two points of interest.  One was a small pit 30 feet S of the high point.  Lupe ventured over for a look at it, but wasn’t overly impressed.  No pendulum.  The other was a surprising view.

Although trees blocked the views in all directions save one, that lone view was unique.  Black Elk Peak (7,231 ft.), the highest mountain in South Dakota, was lined up behind Mount Rushmore (5,725 ft.), South Dakota’s most famous mountain.

The pit (the shadow at far R). Photo looks S.
By the not-so-fascinating pit. Photo looks S.
Black Elk Peak (L). Photo looks W.
Mount Rushmore (L), Black Elk Peak (R). Photo looks WSW with help from the telephoto lens.

What now, SPHP?   On to the next mountain?

Not going to be a next mountain, Loop.  Took too long to get here after we got forced off USFS Road No. 359.1C.

Lupe couldn’t leave Peak 5000 yet, anyway.  One more rise was visible 300 feet farther NW.  Didn’t look quite as high as where the Carolina Dog was now, but she’d better check it out, just in case.

Looking toward the next high spot to the NW.

Good thing she did!  The next rise went a little farther and higher than it first appeared.  By the time Lupe got to the top, it was clear that this area was in contention for the title of Peak 5000’s true summit.  Several large rocks along the E edge might well be it.  Would almost bet money on it!  Loopster scrambled up to the top.

Looking back toward the SE summit (R) from the NW summit area. Photo looks SE.
At the NW summit high point (and likely true summit). Photo looks E.

Whether the shady rocks of the NW summit, or the sunny hill of the SE summit, was actually the true high point was never entirely clear, but Lupe had been to both.  Might as well head back to the RAV4!  Returning briefly to the SE high point, Loopster went over it, continuing S or SE through the same heavily forested region she’d been through earlier.

Returning to the SE summit. Photo looks SE.

After passing Peak 5000 Stonehenge, and following the remains of the electric fence back to the clearing where she’d first reached the S ridge, Lupe went just a little farther S to an opening where a bulldozer had cleared a level spot.  Off to the WSW, was another, much more open view of Mount Rushmore and Black Elk Peak, lined up even more perfectly here than they had been at Peak 5000’s SE summit.

Mount Rushmore and Black Elk Peak (Center) from the bulldozer clearing. Photo looks WSW.
Mount Rushmore & Black Elk Peak. Photo looks WSW with help from the telephoto lens.

Then it was back down the same steep SE ridge that Lupe had explored on the way up.  Once in the second valley she’d come to on the way to Peak 5000, going down it seemed the better choice, skipping the woodsy trek necessary to avoid all the private property and get back to USFS Road No. 359.1C.

Turned out that this valley really was a far better route.  The American Dingo soon came to an old jeep trail, which became a super easy trek as the valley eventually began to widen out.

Heading down the old jeep trail. Photo looks NE.
In the snowy lower valley. Photo looks E.

The adventure was more or less over when Lupe reached the sewage ponds near Playhouse Road.  They turned out to be bone dry.  Perhaps they were defunct?

By the old sewage ponds. Photo looks N.

A 0.67 mile trudge back up paved Playhouse Road to the RAV4 waiting at the start of USFS Road No. 359.1C was all that remained.  Some traffic to watch out for, but not all that much.  Lupe trotted along, pausing when SPHP did to gather the inevitable Lupe treasures in the ditches.

Humanity is a mess, isn’t it, SPHP?

Yeah, much of it is, Looper.  Some things never change.

We aren’t climbing any more peaks today?

Nope.  Getting too late.

Not much of a Lists of John blitz, was it, SPHP?  We only got to two peaks!

Peak 5000 took longer than I expected, Loop.  Besides, blitzing isn’t our strong point.  Kind of the opposite of our usual lackadaisical wanderings.  Maybe we need a little practice at it?

Well, maybe practice would make a difference, and maybe not.  Hard to break old habits.  In any case, the Lists of John mini-blitz was at least off to some kind of a start.  One thing for sure.  Wouldn’t be long before the Black Hills Dingo would be back at it again!  (End 3:00 PM, 48ºF)

Black Elk Peak & Mount Rushmore from Peak 4760, Black Hills, South Dakota 1-11-22

Lupe treasures gathered – 15 aluminum cans, 1 glass bottle.

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Illinois Peak, Bitterroot Range, Montana/Idaho Border (8-8-21)

Days 1-3 of Lupe’s 3rd Summer of 2021 Dingo Vacation to the West Coast!

8-6-21, 7:51 PM, 52ºF –  Like being in the movie Groundhog Day!  4 weeks after her Dingo Vacation to Wyoming suffered it’s final coup-de-grace at this very spot, Loopster stood again up on the dolomite at High Park Lookout (9,477 ft.).  Cloudier this evening than it had been back then, but otherwise virtually no change.  Still sort of smoky up along the spine of the Bighorns.  Not too bad, but as before, much worse to the SW.

Back at High Park Lookout in the Bighorns at the start of a brand new Dingo Vacation! Photo looks N.

What do you think, SPHP?

Iffy, Loop, real iffy.  We’ll take another look in the morning.

8-7-21, 6:28 AM, 48ºF – Groundhog Day would have been better.  Didn’t Lupe take long to get back up to High Park Lookout, but the effort served more as a morning romp than an attempt to glean any new information.  A red sun already seen rising through the smoky haze from the trailhead had told the tale.

The sun was yellow now, but that made no difference.  Details visible yesterday evening were no longer detectable.  Definitely worse!

Back at High Park Lookout early on 8-7-21. Photo looks NE.

Our goose is cooked, SPHP!

Seems that way, Loop.  Guess we can cross the Bighorns off our list.  Not hanging around for this!

Where are we going then, SPHP?

Good question.  Although back home the Black Hills weren’t on fire, it had been somewhat smoky there, too, for weeks.  Big forest fires were raging all over the American West.  The hoped for monsoon to put an end to it all hadn’t materialized.  Far from it!  2021 was a summer of smoke and fire, with scarcely a drop of rain anywhere out W.

W and N, Loopster!  As far as we can, until the sky turns blue!

Canada!  Alaska!  Oh, joy!

No, not that far N, Loop.  Canada’s still closed.  Covid-19.  Supposed to open up pretty soon, but there are a lot of rules with draconian penalties, and they keep changing with little or no warning.  Would love to, but Canada is out, and that means Alaska is out, too.

What about the Alaska marine highway?

They’ve raised prices, cut service, and they’ve got plenty of new rules, too.  What happens if we get to Alaska and they shut the whole thing down?  We’re really stuck then.  Not going to chance it.

Where are we going to find blue skies then, SPHP?

I don’t know.  Might have to go all the way to the West Coast!  Anyway, c’mon.  Puppy, ho!  We’re done here!

Well, at least Lupe enjoyed some excitement in the Bighorns.  Back at the trailhead, a herd of brown cows had moved in.  The American Dingo was thrilled to see them!  The cows were far less certain about the encounter.

Cows! Beautiful cows! Hesse Mountain (10,385 ft.) (Center). Photo looks E.

Lupe spent the day looking out the window of the RAV4.  Mile after mile rolled by.  Smoke everywhere, but it wasn’t terrible.  Most places, if one looked straight up, the sky was blue.  Toward all horizons, though, the sky was a hazy white.  Air quality was poor, always bad enough to mar the views.

Maybe Lupe really was going to have to go all the way to the West Coast to find any true blue skies?  Seemed that way.  Loop hadn’t been to the West Coast since her very first Dingo Vacation back in August, 2012, when she’d been with Lanis in his Honda Element.  She’d had a blast!

As the RAV4 sped onward, peak after peak got crossed off Lupe’s list of possibilities.  After passing Anaconda, a glimmer of hope appeared.  W of Deer Lodge, Mount Powell soared against a clear, blue sky!  Might be just a pocket of good air, though.  Smoke was still visible ahead to the N.

Perhaps not!  Well before the RAV4 reached Missoula, puffy white clouds were plying a sky that was a beautiful blue in all directions.

Hey, hey, Loopster!  Look at this!  Nirvana!  Maybe we’ve arrived?

Fabulous, SPHP!  What’s the next peak on my list?

Illinois Peak (7,690 ft.)!  Right on the Montana/Idaho border.  Looks like we’ll have to leave I-90 at Superior.  That’s well past Missoula.

Oh, we’ve never climbed a mountain in Idaho before, have we, SPHP?

Nope.  You’ve been to Idaho, but we haven’t climbed any mountains there yet.  Illinois Peak will be the first, although we’ll be in Montana the whole way to it.

8-7-21, 6:30 PM, Superior – After leaving I-90, 2 L turns got the RAV4 to an underpass.  Beyond it, whatever street this was came to a “T”.  A L here onto Hwy 257, and Lupe was heading SE.  1.5 miles from the “T”, SPHP pulled over to let the American Dingo out.  A big sign with an arrow pointing R said Cedar Creek Road 320.

Superior, Montana. At the turn onto Cedar Creek Road No. 320. Photo looks SE.

No. 320!  That’s what we want, Looper!

No. 320 headed SW up the Cedar Creek valley.  The first 1.5 miles were paved, but it was a good smooth road even after that.  At about 6 miles there was a fork.  Staying to the L, another fork was reached roughly 14 miles from the start.  Here SPHP turned L onto No. 388, which crossed a bridge over Cedar Creek.

Roughly 14 miles from the start of No. 320 at the L turn onto No. 388. Photo looks SW.

No. 388 was a much narrower road, but still decent.  4 miles on it, the last part of which was quite a steep climb after passing a mine on the L, got Lupe to Freezeout Pass.

8-7-21, 7:37 PM, 67ºF – Roads left Freezeout Pass in 4 directions.  SPHP stashed the RAV4 at the first one on the R, which was an abandoned spur.  Way too late to start for Illinois Peak, but Lupe explored the spur for 0.4 mile, which was quite level as it wound W along the N side of HP6466.  For the most part, forest hid the views.  A glimpse to the NW wasn’t encouraging.

Uh-oh, SPHP!  Look at how smoky it is out there!

Yeah.  No telling what tomorrow is going to bring, Looper.  Too late now to do anything other than hope we aren’t smoked out in the morning.

Confidence wasn’t all that high that wouldn’t be the case.

8-8-21, Dawn – A strange sound as SPHP came to.  Hadn’t heard that in eons!  Could it be?  Flipping on a light, it was!  Rain!  Not heavy, but steady.  Well, back to sleep.  Lupe wasn’t going anywhere for a while.  The Blue Cookie Monster rain poncho had finally met its match back in June at Bruce Mountain in the Bighorns.  No rain gear along on this Dingo Vacation at all.  SPHP hadn’t seen any need to replace it, since rain was extinct.

8-8-21, 10:59 AM, 51ºF, Freezeout Pass – Not entirely!  Rained most of the morning.  Puddles and everything, just like the real deal!  The Carolina Dog had been bored, but she’d survived.  The more widespread this rain was, the better!  Maybe it had put a few fires out?  Wouldn’t that be nice?

Definitely cleared any smoke away here!  The rain seemed to be about over, although a lingering problem with clouds and fog remained.

Never happy, are we, Loop?

Oh, yes we are, SPHP!  Practically all the time, as long as we get our daily minor miracle!  Are you ready to go yet?

Yup!  Onward!  Puppy, ho!

Looper left Freezeout Pass heading SW over a mound of dirt, then on up a broad dirt path.  The rain had stopped so recently that the forest was still dripping.  Surprisingly, the path was still firm underpaw, not muddy at all.  Soon the path was covered with a carpet of short pine needles.

About to leave Freezeout Pass. Photo looks SW.

Roughly 0.25 mile and 250 feet up to HP6466 went quickly.  Got a little steep shortly before the trail leveled out up top.  Evidently this path had been some sort of a road at one time.  Sort of nice, since it was wide enough to easily avoid contact with all the wet vegetation.

No views at all.  Seemed a bit foggy, so there wouldn’t have been any even if there hadn’t been any trees.  Lupe trotted happily along the damp lane through the rich green forest like Toto on the way to the Emerald City.

On the way to HP6466. Photo looks SW.

HP6466 was quite flat on top.  No obvious high point.  Eventually the path began to slope down.  Heading SSW at first, it soon curved W.  So far, there hadn’t been any obstacles, but Lupe now began coming to some deadfall.  Not all that much of it, but what there was, was big!

Encountering some deadfall beyond HP6466. Fortunately, there wasn’t much of it! Photo looks W.

The wide path bottomed out at a saddle along the broad ridge Lupe was following.  At this point, the former road ended, with only a single track trail continuing on from here.  Staying along the S side of the ridge, the single track immediately started gaining elevation.  Loop and SPHP were both soon soaking wet due to the vegetation pressing in from both sides.

Although the trail climbed much more rapidly than wide path had lost elevation on the way down from HP6466, it wasn’t climbing rapidly enough to stay up on the ridgeline.  Big rock formations could sometimes be seen 40 to 80 feet above the steep slope the trail was traversing.

On the single track on the S side of the ridge. Photo looks W.

Despite the rock formations above and steepness of the slope, the trail really wasn’t very rocky at all.  Lupe came to only one minor knob of rock.  There was a clearing here, with views of the North Fork of Trout Creek valley to the S.  Clouds hid the mountaintops.  Unsurprisingly, looking ahead, Illinois Peak was shrouded in fog, too.

By the only little knob of rock along the trail. HP6466 (L). North Fork of Trout Creek valley (R). Photo looks ESE.
Fog (L) where Illinois Peak ought to be. Photo looks WNW.

The trail kept climbing at a good clip, and finally reached the ridgeline again.  Apparently, Lupe was already past the big knobs.  According to the topo map, the trail should have gone right over HP6760 along in here, but in reality, remained 20 feet lower, bypassing it to the S.

It’s so close, we really ought to visit HP6760, SPHP!

Alrighty, let’s do it!

Took only a few minutes backtracking to the E up on the ridgeline to get there.  Trees hid the views to the S, but Lupe did get a cloudy view of a series of forested ridges to the N.

At HP6760. Photo looks NNW.

W of HP6760, the trail gradually dipped again.  Progress was rapid.  Soon, however, the American Dingo was climbing fairly aggressively again.  Once again, the trail stayed S of the ridgeline.  Fog was always just ahead, but Loop never quite seemed to reach it.  The cloud cover was rising just as fast.

With a little luck, maybe we’ll actually get to see something from Illinois Peak, SPHP!

Wouldn’t that be nice?  Hope you’re right Looper!

Loop was at least as high as HP6760 again, when suddenly there were ripe blueberries right along the trail.  The Carolina Dog had passed a few earlier on, too, but these blueberries were bigger, sweeter, and more scrumpdiddlyicous.  Wasn’t long before progress came to a screeching halt, as SPHP became willingly ensnared in the blueberry trap.

While SPHP was thus engaged, the American Dingo raced away down the slope.  She charged back up a few minutes later, panting hard.

Saved you, SPHP!

Oh, really?  Thank you very much, Looper!  Saved me from what?

A flock of bears!  They wanted to take over this same blueberry patch.  Said it was theirs to begin with.

Dingo feathers!  No such thing as a flock of bears!  At least, there better not be!

Are you done with the blueberries yet, SPHP?  Even I can only hold a flock of bears off for so long, you know.

Umm, pretty soon, Loopster.  No real rush is there?  Need to give Illinois Peak a little longer to emerge from the clouds, anyway, don’t we?  Why don’t you try a few blueberries yourself?  You’ll love ’em!  Very healthy, too!  All organic, and super fresh.

Carolina Dogs don’t eat blueberries, SPHP.

Why not?  Some dogs do!  Remember that incredible video Dave Metz made about traversing the Brooks Range in Alaska?  What an adventure!  His dogs ate blueberries to stay alive.

Jimmy got sick and died, SPHP.  Probably blueberry poisoning!

Blueberry poisoning!  Jimmy got cancer, not blueberry poisoning!  Dave Metz said so.

You can live dangerously, if you want to, SPHP, but I’m not taking any chances.  Hurry it up with the blueberries, though.  We’ve got a mountain to climb, you know!

W of HP6760, starting up again. Photo looks WSW.
Part of the blueberry trap.
Guarding against any incoming flocks of bears while SPHP gorges. HP6760 (Center). North Fork of Trout Creek valley (R). Photo looks E.

SPHP finally got going again.  The clouds were lifting, but even with the blueberry delay, fog was still ahead.  The trail climbed steadily, steepest pace so far, but it still wasn’t all that bad.  More and more open terrain appeared as the forest thinned out.

Beyond the blueberries, still climbing toward the fog. Photo looks W.

Lupe never did reach the fog, which kept retreating up the mountain.  The rate of ascent began to diminish.  After going over a little lip, a broad grassy region rose gradually toward the NW, where a cairn was visible not too far away.

Getting close to the top! Photo looks SW.
Approaching the cairn (L of Center). Photo looks NW.

When Lupe got there, she found two concrete steps to nowhere a few feet SE of the cairn.  The obvious true summit of Illinois Peak (7,690 ft.), a 3 foot high rock outcropping, was 10 feet N of it.  Two American flags protruded from the cairn, and 2 gnomes holding watering cans huddled together at its base, facing W.

The cairn was hollow, and a white plastic bottle with an orange cap could be seen inside.  Conditions were blustery here, with gray clouds scudding along only a little overhead, driven by a chilly SW breeze.  A brief moment of triumph was endured by the Carolina Dog atop the true summit, after which SPHP retrieved the white bottle from the cairn, plus an intact Nature Valley granola bar from off the top concrete step, before retreating to the E side of the little summit ridge.

Sitting down a bit below the summit’s crest, at least somewhat protected from the wind, Lupe clearly approved this maneuver.  The granola bar, however, once opened proved to be a little stale.  Evidently not up to high-falutin’ Dingo standards.  Using her nose, Lupe started to bury her share of the prize.  SPHP wasn’t so picky.

Arriving at the summit cairn in somewhat blustery conditions. Photo looks E.
Success! At the true summit of Illinois Peak. Photo looks SSE.
The registry bottle.

Open the bottle, SPHP, so you can sign the registry for me, and we can see what else might be inside.

In addition to the registry, there were quite a few other items – a plastic snake, fake gold and silver coins, a 9-11 fraudulent event note left by someone who wasn’t overly impressed with former President Bush, and business cards left by Tom & Gail Randall, who had started this registry less than a year ago on 8-28-20 in memory of their friend Randy Oliver.

The registry was an orange spiral notebook that barely fit into the white bottle.  Lupe’s was only the 3rd entry after Tom & Gail’s.

Conditions gradually improved.  After a nice 40 minute long break spent sheltering by the little summit ridge, moments of sunshine and blue sky were becoming more frequent.  Time to get up and have a look around!  Still plenty of clouds, but they were higher now, making it possible to see the views.

On the top concrete step to nowhere. Photo looks S.
Back on the now sunny true summit. Photo looks NW.
Exploring the grassy summit region, which was a good 2 acres in size. Photo looks SE.
Looking SSE with a little help from the telephoto lens.

Gold Crown Peak (7,374 ft.) was visible only a mile to the W.  If Lupe had gotten an earlier start, she would have visited it, too.  With a name like that, it had to be a peak worthy of an American Dingo’s presence!

Gold Crown Peak (Center). Photo looks W with help from the telephoto lens.

Returning to the true summit and venturing N, a second cairn was found only 25 feet away.  Some of the best views were in this direction.

At the true summit again. Photo looks NE.
True summit of Illinois Peak. Still breezy. Photo looks ENE.
Looking NNW from the gnome cairn and true summit.
Same view, but from the N cairn. Photo looks NNW.

80 feet ESE of the gnome cairn was another rocky ridge not far from where Lupe had come up the mountain.  This E outcropping was bigger than the one at the true summit.  SPHP was surprised when Lupe found the Illinois Peak survey benchmark there.

Loop at the E rock outcropping. Quartz Benchmark (7,770 ft.) (R). Photo looks ESE.
Illinois Peak survey benchmark.
Another angle. Photo looks ENE.
Looking SSW across much of the summit region.

A brief return to the true summit, and it was time to go.  An hour and 20 minutes after arriving, Lupe headed back down the trail.  Dark clouds still swept past now and then, but didn’t dampen the mood for long.

Final moments atop Illinois Peak. Photo looks WNW.
Heading down amid the pom-pom plants. HP6760 (Center) in the foreground beyond Lupe. Photo looks E.
Pom-Pom plants, or more scientifically, Pomus-Pomus planti.

The coast was clear!  No flying flocks of bears!  SPHP managed to tank up on blueberries again, despite Lupe’s disinterest.  The American Dingo revisited HP6760, and got to see considerably more this time.  The best part of the return, though, was a final satisfying look back at Illinois Peak (7,690 ft.), no longer shrouded in fog and mist.

Blueberry trap, round 2. Delicious!
Back at HP6760. Photo looks NW.
A fond farewell to Illinois Peak (Center). Photo looks W.

8-8-21, 4:14 PM, 55ºF, Freezeout Pass

That was fun, SPHP!  Turned out OK, didn’t it?  Just think, my first ascent of a peak in Idaho!  Plus credit for a Montana ascent, as well!

Yeah!  Illinois Peak, didn’t disappoint, although it was looking iffy there early on.  Glad the cloud cover lifted enough to get to see the views.

Loopster was back from Illinois Peak early enough to enjoy an evening drive.  Took a while to get back down to I-90 again at Superior.  From there, it wasn’t far to St. Regis where SPHP left I-90 again, taking Hwy 135 down to Hwy 200 and Paradise.  This was all new territory, and very beautiful.  NW of Thompson Falls, Lupe took a sunset stroll featuring a look at the Noxon Reservoir on the Clark Fork river.

Noxon Reservoir from close to the Hwy 200 bridge over the Clark Fork river. Photo looks NW.

Dusk was deepening by the time SPHP parked the RAV4 at the Pillick Ridge trailhead a mile off Hwy 56.  Illinois Peak had gotten Lupe’s Summer of 2021 Dingo Vacation to the West Coast off to a great start!  Dinner, then time to recharge for the next adventure tomorrow.

Illinois Peak, Bitterroot Range, Idaho/Montana border 8-8-21

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