Black Hills, SD Expedition No. 285 – Calamity Peak & Peak 5874 (11-23-21)

9:27 AM – Two miles E of Custer, SPHP turned N off Hwy 16A onto America Center Road and promptly parked the RAV4, letting Lupe out for a look.  0.33 mile N of the highway, beyond a mowed acreage and a well-kept private home, stood a complex ridge of ancient granite.

Calamity Peak as seen from Hwy 16A. Photo looks N.

That’s Calamity Peak (5,760 ft.), SPHP?

Yup, or at least what we can see of it from here, Loop.  There’s more to it on the other side, including the highest point.

And you really think that we can climb it, SPHP?  Looks like technical rock climbing territory to me!

You might well be right, Looper, but we’re going to give it a shot.  Who knows what we’ll find?

Without public access from the S, the Carolina Dog returned to the RAV4.  SPHP drove a couple miles NE along America Center Road to a L turn onto Rocky Road (USFS Road No. 345.1E).  Rocky Road went uphill a bit then flattened out.  SPHP parked the RAV4 again in a field just W of the road.

9:44 AM, 46ºF –  Not a bad starting point, and a lovely warm morning for late November to boot!  Peak 5874, another peak the American Dingo might take a shot at today, was already in sight only a little more than a mile NW.  Lupe scrambled up a 15 foot high granite outcropping close to the RAV4 for a better look.

Peak 5874 appeared fairly rugged, too, but not as daunting as Calamity Peak had from the highway.

Ready to get with it! Peak 5874 (R of Center) beyond Lupe. Photo looks NW.
Peak 5874 (L) from the granite outcropping. Photo looks NW.

In any case, Peak 5874 was for later on.  After retreating off the granite, Lupe headed SW through gently rolling territory.  The forest here had been substantially thinned by loggers, so it was already possible to see Calamity Peak ahead.  It looked a lot different from the NE than it had from the highway.  Still some massive granite formations visible, but most of the mountain looked forested.

Maybe climbing Calamity Peak wouldn’t be such a big deal after all?

Heading for Calamity Peak (Center). Photo looks SW.

Working her way W, Lupe crossed a couple of minor drainages following old logging roads.  Before long she came to a wider drainage.  Big rocks along the edge of the low ridge overlooking it provided nice viewpoints.

Approaching the wide drainage. Calamity Peak (Center) ahead. Photo looks SE.
Another glance at Peak 5874 (R). Photo looks NW.

Crossing the wide drainage, Lupe came to a tiny stream.  Fortunately, it was sufficiently frozen to support even SPHP’s weight.

About to cross the frozen stream. Photo looks NE.

Beyond the stream, Lupe headed W up a hillside, soon reaching USFS Road No. 345.1H.  For a little way, the road went S toward Calamity Peak, but ultimately curved W up to the saddle between it and the next ridge to the N.

On USFS Road No. 345.1H. N end of Calamity Peak (Center) ahead. Photo looks SSW.
At the saddle N of Calamity Peak. Photo looks W.

Since the topo map showed that the terrain W of Calamity Peak wasn’t quite as steep as an approach from the E would be, Lupe continued W over the saddle.  She stuck with No. 345.1H a little farther as it curved SW and began to head downhill, but soon left it.

Venturing S through the forest while gradually gaining elevation, it soon became apparent that sticking with the road a bit longer would have been better.  Lupe came to a ravine that had to be crossed, then ended up traversing steep slopes full of deadfall, at least some of which could have been avoided.

The Carolina Dog pressed on, however, and finally reached the base of a cluster of massive granite formations.

Heading toward Calamity Peak’s summit region after leaving No. 345.1H. Photo looks S.
The deadfall wasn’t terrible, but definitely kinda icky. Photo looks SSE.
Approaching the summit region. Photo looks S.

The nearly vertical granite formed a continuous wall.  Impossible to go straight up it.  Lupe was forced to look for another approach.  Searching toward the W, she discovered a passage between the rocks, and a couple of other short ramps higher, but they all quickly became too steep.

After a slow battle back through the deadfall, which was bad along the base of the granite, Lupe tried going around the E end.

Surprisingly, this worked!  A lane higher appeared.  Lupe scrambled up.

Scrambling up from the E. Photo looks NW.

The Carolina Dog discovered that there actually was a way up here from the W through a passage between the rocks.  Steep and narrow, but a Dingo could have made it.

The secret Dingo passage. Photo looks W.

Loopster got high, but not high enough.  She could only go so far before getting stymied by a massive chunk of granite a little to the SW.  No way to get up there, but she could move around in a small area flanked by big rock formations.

So close and yet so far! About as close to the top as Lupe could get. Photo looks WSW.

From the edge of the granite, Lupe actually had a decent view to the N.  Miles away, Black Elk Peak (7,231 ft.), Little Devils Tower (6,960 ft.) and the Cathedral Spires (6,840 ft.) were all in sight.  From this unique perspective, the Black Hills looked incredibly rocky in that direction!

The view to the N.
Little Devils Tower (Center), Black Elk Peak & Cathedral Spires (R). Photo looks N with lots of help from the telephoto lens.

Lupe hadn’t been able to get to the top, but that didn’t necessarily mean that her attempt to climb Calamity Peak (5,760 ft.) was destined to fail.  There was another possibility.  A short distance S of this big cluster of granite formations was another one that looked just as high.  Success was still possible if the American Dingo could get to the top over there!

Descending the way she’d come up, Lupe crossed the forested saddle leading to the S high point and began to climb.

Heading for the S high point. Photo looks S.

Hopes were high for a couple of minutes as Lupe made some progress, but it all ended as the same song, second verse.  She could get to within a few tens of feet of the summit, but completing the ascent without her Dingo Wings was impossible.

Calamity Peak’s S summit (Center), which was also unattainable and appeared likely to be the true one. Photo looks W.

Oh, that’s right, SPHP!  I haven’t thought about my Dingo Wings in years!  Are they here?  Did you bring them?  I’ll just flap ’em and sail right on up to the top of Calamity Peak (5,760 ft.), if you did!

No, sorry, I didn’t bring them, Loop.  Truth is, they still haven’t come in.

They’re still on backorder from Amazon, SPHP?  Can’t you try another vendor?  This peakbagging business would be a whole lot easier, if I had wings.

You can say that again!  No offense, Loop, you’ve been awesome, you truly have, but my next peakbagging partner is going to be an eagle.

Hah!  Good luck with that, SPHP!  No eagle is going to put up with all your plodding along at a snail’s pace.  You’re lucky you’ve got me!

Oh, and don’t I know it!  Love you, Loopster!  C’mon, let’s have a look around.

The views here consisted of some distant ridges to the SW, plus a look at the town of Custer.

Stymied again! As high as Lupe got near the S summit. Photo looks S.
The view to the SW.
Same view, but with help from the telephoto lens.
Looking WSW toward Custer.

Are we done here, SPHP?

Seems that way, Loop.  Our personal calamity is that we can’t get to the top of Calamity Peak, although any half-decent rock climber could.

That excludes you, doesn’t it, SPHP?

Without a doubt!

Defeated, there was nothing more to be done on Calamity Peak.  SPHP got the bright idea that descending a wide valley to the SE might be the fastest, easiest way down rather than heading back through the deadfall.

Passing a knob of granite as Lupe starts down the valley to the SE. Photo looks NNE.

Worked at first, but even this soon turned into a fiasco.  Although a scenic route, the valley steepened, then narrowed, then became even more choked with deadfall that the route up from the N had been.  Time slipped away as SPHP thrashed and flailed through it all.

Approaching a big spire near the bottom of the valley. Photo looks NE.

The valley began to widen out again as SPHP finally got past the worst of the deadfall.  Progress improved.  The valley continued on, though, still bearing SE.  When the ridge to the N finally diminished sufficiently, Lupe left the valley to climb up and over it.

Finally past all the deadfall. Photo looks SE.
About to head N over what’s left of the ridge. Photo looks N.

Well E of Calamity Peak now, the trek N wasn’t bad at all.  Lupe crossed several minor ridges separated by drainages of mixed open and forested territory.  In addition to passing a handsome granite formation, she was excited to see several deer.

Approaching a massive granite formation E of Calamity Peak. Photo looks NNW.

Reaching USFS Road No. 345.1H again, Loopster followed it N toward Peak 5874.  As she got close, the road angled NE and began to climb.  When it topped out, Loop left it following a small ridge NW.  A short break was taken at the ridge’s high point amid sunlit young pines.

Back on USFS Road No. 345.1H, heading for Peak 5874 (Center). Photo looks NW.
At the break spot facing Peak 5874’s N ridge. Photo looks WNW.

Peak 5874’s E slope looked very steep.  It’s N ridge featured a gigantic granite formation, making it seem rather doubtful that an approach from the lower end of the long ridge would succeed in getting past it.

The sun was already sinking.  Too late already to circle clear around to the W side of the mountain to see if the situation looked any better over there.  Looper was going to have to try to climb that steep E slope.

Leaving the minor ridge, Lupe lost a little elevation as she headed for it.  Upon reaching the base of the slope, SPHP saw right away that it wasn’t as steep as it had appeared.  Might work, after all!  Lupe started up just S of the enormous granite formation towering far above, aiming between it and more dramatic formations a little farther S.

Climbing Peak 5874’s E slope. Photo looks SW.

Deadfall slowed, but merely delayed progress.  Without encountering any serious difficulty, Lupe reached the ridgeline between the huge granite formation to the N, and another one to the S.

Above the steepest part of the climb. Photo looks SSE.
The massive granite formation astride the ridgeline. Photo looks N.

Good thing Looper hadn’t tried coming up farther N.  No way she would have gotten past that wall of rock!  However, if she was going to have any success climbing Peak 5874, she still had to get past the formation immediately S of where she’d come up.

Fortunately, there was a way around the E side.  A short, easy climb along a bit of a ledge, and Lupe was over a shoulder and through a little gap.  Ahead was a forested slope full of deadfall laying perpendicular to the route the American Dingo needed to take.

The deadfall would slow SPHP down, but Lupe was definitely going to get up that slope!  However, she still lacked a clear view of the summit.  Before heading that way, Looper took a look back N.  She was already higher than the fearsome granite formation she’d managed to avoid.

The deadfall-laden slope leading to Peak 5874’s summit. Photo looks S.
Looking back to the N. Black Elk Peak (Center) in the distance.

Leaping over deadfall, Lupe worked her way S toward the summit.  As she got close, it became clear that she was going to come up between two distinct high points.  When she got there she found a carpet of kinnikinic covering a roomy flat area.  A forested ramp dotted with boulders went a short distance SE up to an especially large boulder partially hidden by a tree.

At first glance, it appeared that giant boulder might well be the true summit of Peak 5874.  Lupe headed for it.

Approaching the summit, which had 2 distinct high points. One to the L and one to the R. Photo looks S.
The SE high point from the kinnikinic carpet. Photo looks SE.

The giant boulder was perched right along the S edge of the mountain.  It was so big, Loopster needed a boost from SPHP, but suddenly, there she was!  Way up on Peak 5874!  If only Calamity Peak had gone this well!

On Peak 5874’s SE summit. Photo looks S.

Lupe had a fabulous view to the S, but the boulder was a mighty airy spot.  No sense in risking a real calamity!  A couple of quick photos and SPHP encouraged her to leap down.  The Carolina Dog needed to check out the W high point as well to complete her tour of Peak 5874, anyway.

Safely off the SE summit boulder (L). Photo looks SSW.
Checking out the view to the S from the kinnikinic. Photo looks S.
Heading over to the W summit. Photo looks WNW.

Lupe needed a boost to get up onto the W summit, too.  It was a roomier place, but lacked the grand view to the S the SE boulder had provided.  Too many trees!  However, it seemed clear that Lupe actually was at the true summit of Peak 5874 now.  The American Dingo could finally claim a peakbagging success today!

On the W high point, Peak 5874’s true summit. Photo looks S.
You win some, you lose some, but Lupe was a winner at Peak 5874!

Loop lingered for a few minutes up at the true summit before leaping down to join SPHP in an exploration of the rest of the summit region, which extended somewhat farther to the S, W and NW.

A little ridge of rock provided a terrific view S.  Beyond Calamity Peak were others that Lupe had been to before.  Custer Mountain (6,089 ft.) and Peak 6040 bracketed Northeast Cicero Peak (6,240 ft.) on the far horizon.  Mount Coolidge (6,023 ft.) was visible to the SE beyond a sliver of Stockade Lake.

Final moments on the true summit. Photo looks ENE.
Calamity Peak (Center) at mid range. Custer Mountain (L) and Peak 6040 (R) beyond it, with Northeast Cicero Peak (Center) on the horizon. Photo looks S.
Mount Coolidge (Center). Photo looks SE.

The summit region sloped down quite a bit toward the NW.  Deadfall made it hard to move around, and live trees blocked most of the views.  However, Loop did get a narrow look at Crazy Horse seemingly glaring at her from Thunderhead Mountain (6,567 ft.).

Crazy Horse frowns at Peak 5874. Photo looks NW with help from the telephoto lens.

4-21 PM, 47ºF, Peak 5874 – SW of Peak 5874’s true summit, Lupe and SPHP sat near the edge watching the weary sun hover barely above the horizon.  Water and a chocolate coconut bar were eagerly accepted by the American Dingo.  Peaceful, calm.  A few lights twinkled amid the blackness below.

Sunset from Peak 5874.

The last glimmering rays vanished.  Time to go!  Lupe headed back down Peak 5874’s N ridge and E slope, ultimately returning to USFS Road No. 345.1H.  As dusk deepened, she followed the road as it looped NE, then SE, back to Rocky Road.  Turning S at the junction, she was soon back at the RAV4.  (5:21 PM, 47ºF)

You win some, you lose some, but at least there had been no greater calamity than simple failure to attain the summit at Calamity Peak.

And Expedition No. 285 had ended splendidly at Peak 5874.

Peak 5874, Black Hills of South Dakota 11-23-21

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Doubletop Peak, Gros Ventre Range, Wyoming – Part 1: On the Dry Fork Trail to Brewster Lake (7-3-21)

Day 12 of Lupe’s 2nd Summer of 2021 Dingo Vacation to Wyoming!

7:54 AM, 61ºF – A gorgeous July morning!  Last evening’s cloudburst had worked its magic.  Clear, calm, and pleasantly cool at the new Kinky Creek trailhead.  At least, that’s where SPHP thought Lupe was.

From what SPHP had been able to gather online, the former Kinky Creek trailhead had been moved from it’s old location on Kinky Creek.  Exactly where to had never been clear, but from the looks of the big parking area next to a gate leading into a private ranch, this was likely it, despite no sign of Kinky Creek.

At what SPHP presumed was the new Kinky Creek trailhead.

A tattered poster of the Gros Ventre Wilderness next to a trail leaving the W end of the parking lot added some degree of certainty to the “this is the new trailhead” theory, but that was it for signs of confirmation.

At the start of the trail. Photo looks NW.

Whether this was the new Kinky Creek trailhead or not didn’t concern the American Dingo in the least.  She liked the looks of what was going on.  An even bigger than normal adventure appeared to be in the works!

We’re taking the tiny house, SPHP?

Yes, indeedy, Looper!  My best guess is that this new trailhead shaves about a mile or a bit more off the old one way distance of 11 or 12 miles, but that still leaves a mighty long round trip day hike.  So, to heck with that!  We’ll just take our time and enjoy the adventure.

11 or 12 miles to where, SPHP?

Doubletop Peak (11,720 ft.), the highest mountain in the entire Gros Ventre Range, Loop!  We won’t get there today, though.  With any luck, we’ll camp at Brewster Lake this evening.  Lugging all this gear, I’m sure I’ll be ready to stop by then.

Sounded good to Lupe.  She wasn’t going to be lugging anything!  Easy day at the start of a fabulous Gros Ventre Wilderness adventure for her.  SPHP strapped the heavier-than-normal pack on, and the American Dingo was on her way.

Setting off for mighty Doubletop Peak!

All the vegetation was still sopping wet from last night’s downpour as the trail led through a lush green forest.  Fortunately, the trail itself was merely damp and not a sea of mud.  Starting out level, it soon began an easy, switchbacking descent.

Partway down into a big valley where the confluences of Clear Creek, Kinky Creek, and the Gros Ventre River were, an opening in the forest permitted initial glimpses of the surrounding territory.  The SE end of Sportman Ridge was in sight.  Far to the SW, patches of snow clung to an enormous gray ridge.  SPHP wasn’t completely sure yet, but the high point of that ridge might be Doubletop Peak.

SE end of Sportman Ridge (Center). Photo looks NW.
Initial view up the Clear Creek valley. Doubletop Peak (Center), Triangle Peak (R). Photo looks SW with lots of help from the telephoto lens.

The trail soon bottomed out in forested lowlands, where Lupe came upon several signs.  Happily, they confirmed that thus far she had been on the Kinky Creek trail, and that she was going the right way to get to the Dry Fork trail.  However, there rather oddly did not appear to be any actual trail junction at these signs.

Signs where the Kinky Creek trail leveled out.

The Kinky Creek trail headed W from here.  Lupe soon came to another sign where the trail actually did fork.  The Horse Crossing was straight ahead.  No indication of where the trail angling toward the R went, but presumably, the Human Crossing.

The Horse Crossing sign.

What makes you say that, SPHP?  Kind of presumptuous of you humans, isn’t it?  Could go to the Dingo crossing, couldn’t it?

Oh, sweet Dingo!  Not to worry!  Everyone realizes that Dingoes cross wherever they please.  No reason to limit them to this crossing or that.

A nice recovery by SPHP!  Lupe liked that explanation.

Continuing straight, the American Dingo soon came to the dry wash of an exposed river bed.  The Clear Creek Horse Crossing was just a little farther.  When Lupe got there, SPHP didn’t like the looks of it.  Clear Creek was several feet deep, and flowing swiftly over a bottom of rounded stones.  Trying to cross it here didn’t look like much fun.

Before we do anything drastic, Loopster, wha’dya say we have a look at the Human Crossing first?

Returning to the Horse Crossing sign, the trail to the Human Crossing was taken next.  The Human Crossing was somewhat downstream from the Horse Crossing.  SPHP wasn’t really expecting it to be any better, but when Lupe arrived there, it clearly was.

Despite the washed out remains of a bridge attached to the far bank, the Human Crossing was definitely the way to go!  Clear Creek was still rocky and fast-flowing, but only 1.5 feet deep here.  Neither SPHP nor Lupe had any problem fording it.

At the Human Crossing on Dry Creek. Photo looks W.

A short distance beyond the Human Crossing, Lupe came to another trail junction with a sign that was both helpful, yet also confusing.  The Clear Creek trail went L, the Gros Ventre River trail went R, and the Dry Fork trail that went to Brewster Laker was straight ahead.

Trail junction sign beyond (W of) the Clear Creek Human Ford.

Seemed simple enough, except for one thing.  A trail went L, and a trail went R, but the Dry Fork trail, which supposedly went straight, didn’t seem to exist.

SPHP knew Loop would need to climb the ridge directly beyond the sign, but was reluctant to simply take off into the forest.  After all, this was supposed to be a trail hike, not an exhausting, trackless, bushwhacking expedition.

The mystery was soon solved.  Exploring to the R along the Gross Ventre River trail, Lupe came to another fork within 30 feet.  No signage here, but the branch to the L angled straight toward the base of the ridge Lupe needed to take.

Good job, Looper!  Think you found Dry Fork trail No. 98!

For a mile or more after leaving the big valley, Dry Fork trail No. 98 climbed through the forest, a little steeply at first, but not so bad after gaining some elevation.  Nothing to see except trees, but at least the trail was in decent shape – easy to follow with no deadfall across it.

In the forest on Dry Fork trail No. 98. Photo looks, ahh, who cares? Looks the same in all directions.

The Dry Fork trail eventually made it over to the S side of the huge ridge Lupe was climbing.  Here there began to be some sagebrush clearings that provided views of the mountains.  Early on, Lupe got glimpses of the Red Hills at the far upper end of the Clear Creek valley.

Red Hills West (10,408 ft.) (R of Center) in the distance. Photo looks SSW up the Clear Creek valley.

As Looper continued higher, she began seeing more spectacular peaks beyond the Dry Fork drainage.  Doubletop Peak (11,720 ft.), Triangle Peak (11,535 ft.) and Peak 11626 were all in view.

Doubletop Peak (far L), Triangle Peak (L) and Peak 11626 (R). Photo looks SW up the Dry Fork Creek drainage.
Zoomed in on Doubletop Peak (L) and Triangle Peak (R). Photo looks SW.

The trail still veered off into the forest now and then, but never strayed far from the S edge of the ridge.  Doubletop Peak eventually disappeared from view, but Triangle Peak could still be seen from all the clearings.  SPHP began watching for Trail No. 96, which should branch off to the R on its way N to the Gros Ventre River valley.

Temporarily back in the forest again.
Triangle Peak (L of Center) from another sagebrush clearing. Photo looks SW.

Lupe finally came to a place where the trail forked.  Presumably, the R branch was Trail No. 96, but there was no signage here to confirm that notion.  Loopster took a break in the shade while SPHP consulted the topo map.

At the fork where what might have been Trail No. 96 angles off toward the R. Photo looks W.

Staying toward the L, the American Dingo carried on.  Dry Fork trail No. 98 promptly entered a very large sagebrush clearing and began heading steadily downhill.  When it made a switchback, descending even more rapidly, SPHP started to fret.

Hang on a minute, Looper!  This doesn’t seem right.

Did we go the wrong way, SPHP?

Not sure.  Let me check the map again.

The map wasn’t much help.  Wasn’t really a confidence booster that this was the right way, either.  It didn’t show Dry Fork trail No. 98 losing any significant amount of elevation in one chunk along in here.  The trail ought to be holding its own, or maybe even gaining a little elevation, yet this trail appeared destined to descend clear down to Dry Fork Creek.

If it did that, then looped back down the valley to the confluence with Clear Creek, Lupe would never get to Doubletop Peak!

However, there didn’t seem to be much choice.  Rather than set off on a bushwhack or return to the last fork, Lupe kept going.  Fortunately, the trail soon began to level out, and turned up the valley, not down.

The Carolina Dog was on a densely forested stretch again when suddenly there was a disturbance nearby.  A great fluttering was followed by an annoyed clucking as a gray bird strutted back and forth along a small log just off the trail.  Looked like some sort of grouse to SPHP.

The grouse made no attempt to fly away, instead preferring to scold both Lupe and SPHP for the rude, unexpected intrusion.  Maybe it had a nest nearby?  After watching the bird strut its stuff for a couple of minutes, Looper moved on, leaving the grouse to its boldly defended seclusion.

The fearless grouse.

The trail eventually did approach Dry Fork Creek.  However, as SPHP had already concluded it would by now, rather than following the stream down the valley, it continued upstream.  Within 5 minutes, Lunch Lake was coming into view ahead.

Near Dry Fork Creek. Photo looks SW.
Approaching Lunch Lake. Triangle Peak (Center). Photo looks SW.

11:40 AM, Lunch Lake – A small, sagebrush-dotted ridge overlooked Lunch Lake and the outlet where Dry Fork creek left it.  Sunny and warm!  Almost lunch time!  Aptly-named, Lunch Lake was easily the most scenic spot so far along the Dry Fork trail.  For 25 minutes, Lupe and SPHP relaxed and snacked while enjoying the splendid views.

At Lunch Lake. Triangle Peak (Center). Photo looks SW.
By the outlet channel where Dry Fork Creek leaves Lunch Lake. Photo looks SW.

When it was time to move on, Lupe continued W on Dry Fork trail No. 98, passing the N shore of Lunch Lake.  The Carolina Dog stopped now and then to admire the lake from this new perspective.  However, Lunch Lake was eventually lost from view as the trail steadily gained elevation and took Lupe back into the forest.

N of the trail, and way above it, was a long line of cliffs separated below by a steep grassy strip from a jumble of rough-looking talus.

Along Lunch Lake’s NE shore, about to hit Dry Fork trail No. 98 again. Triangle Peak (far R). Photo looks SSW.
Leaving Lunch Lake behind. Photo looks SE.
Below the cliffs. Photo looks NNW.

Dry Fork trail No. 98 followed the cliffs W before starting to angle SW away from them.  A marshy region containing several large ponds was just ahead.  The trail dipped almost to the ponds’ level, passing S of them as it skirted the marsh on firm, flat ground.

Approaching the first ponds. Photo looks WSW.
By-passing the marshy ponds. Photo looks NW.
Beyond the first ponds. Triangle Peak (Center) ahead. Photo looks SW.

The trail led to another pond with a mucky shoreline dotted with light gray rocks.  Near this pond, even the trail got soft.  However, Lupe was soon on firm pawing again as Dry Fork trail No. 98 curved W, and began climbing into a rockier region.

By the last big pond with the mucky shore. Triangle Peak (R). Photo looks SW.
Heading up into firmer territory. Photo looks W.

After gaining 160 feet of elevation, the trail topped out and turned SW.  A headwall could be seen ahead.  Toward the S end, Dry Fork Creek rushed out of a narrow gash.  The trail dipped as it headed that way, crossing a small stream where Loopster helped herself to a drink.

Crossing a little tributary of Dry Fork creek. Photo looks NE.
Approaching the headwall and Triangle Peak. Photo looks SW.
Dry Fork Creek as it comes foaming out of the gash. Photo looks SW with help from the telephoto lens.

As Lupe approached the headwall, Dry Fork trail No. 98 angled well N of the gash.  The headwall turned out to not be a wall so much as merely a steepish forested slope.  Nothing tricky about it, but progress was slow.  Unaccustomed to the heavy pack, SPHP was running out of gas.

Forest eventually gave way to a region of small rocks.  The top of the slope wasn’t much farther.

Approaching the top of the “headwall”. Photo looks SW.

The terrain leveled out.  A line of trees was at the far end of a meadow.  Upon reaching the trees, a short, steepish descent began.

2:50 PM, Brewster Lake – Dry Fork trail No. 98 switchbacked down to a long green meadow.  This was it!  Lupe had arrived!  Two tents sat next to a line of spruce trees along Brewster Lake.  A dog laying by one of the tents immediately raised the alarm when it saw a Carolina Dog coming down the trail.

Turned out there were 3 dogs!  While Lupe raced down to sniff with them, SPHP headed for the E end of the meadow.  Loop soon returned to watch SPHP put up her tiny house for the first time this year.  Naturally, as soon as it was set up, the American Dingo wanted to try it out.  She seemed reasonably satisfied with the result.

Oh, you know you’re on a great adventure when the tiny house gets set up!

The tiny house was roughly 200 feet from where Dry Fork Creek left the NE end of Brewster Lake.  Lupe and SPHP wandered down that way for a look around.

What a fabulous setting!  Even better than Lunch Lake!  Brewster Lake nestled at the foot of towering Triangle Peak (11,535 ft.).  To the W, the same mountains Lupe had seen from Lunch Lake were much closer.

At Brewster Lake. Triangle Peak (L). Photo looks SW.
The mountains beyond Brewster Lake. Photo looks WSW.

Even Dry Fork Creek was more impressive here.  A far cry from dry, it was a good-sized stream as it left Brewster Lake flowing NE through a channel leading to the gash where it would roar down the headwall.

Triangle Peak from the Dry Fork Creek outlet. Photo looks S.
Dry Fork Creek as it leaves Brewster Lake. Photo looks NE.

Mid-afternoon!  Nice to have arrived at Brewster Lake before the whole day was shot.  SPHP had grown thoroughly weary of the heavy pack and was glad to be rid of it.  Lupe was ready to take it easy, too!  After sharing a few chocolate coconut bars, an afternoon snooze fest ensued.

At times, a dog could be heard yapping incessantly in the distance, but neither Lupe nor SPHP paid the least bit of attention.

A tired Dingo gains admittance to the tiny house prior to an afternoon snooze fest!

6:22 PM, Brewster Lake – At least somewhat refreshed on a beautiful July evening, Lupe stood next to the N shore of Brewster Lake.  Way over at the far W end was the awesome, rocky territory she would be exploring tomorrow on her way to Doubletop Peak (11,720 ft.).

Hopes were high!  Didn’t look bad at all from here!

Along the N shore of Brewster Lake. Peak 11626 (R). Photo looks WSW.

After returning to the tiny house, SPHP decided to pay a brief visit to the neighbors.  All 3 dogs raised a ruckus as Lupe approached.

Dale and Shannon were the only people the Carolina Dog had seen all day.  They loved to fish, and had never even heard of Doubletop Peak.  The spaniel and a dachshund were theirs.  Porter, a terrier, belonged to a neighbor, but had been lucky enough to get invited along.

Dale and Shannon were so friendly that the brief visit turned into an hour.  They were from Jackson.  Dale was retired, and had once been USFS manager of this sector of the Gros Ventre wilderness.  Shannon was still working, but didn’t say at what.  Both had interesting stories to tell, the sort of stories one hears in the mountains.

Shannon had once climbed Wind River Peak (13,192 ft.) with a full pack, then had to be emergency air-lifted out after suffering a torn ACL.  Dale told stories of bear encounters, and one about a guy who had hiked into the mountains to some hot springs in winter, then nearly froze to death on the way back wearing only flip-flops and a towel when he couldn’t remember where he’d stashed his pack.

But the story Lupe liked best came after Dale asked if their dachshund had disturbed anyone?  The fishing had been good this afternoon.  Dale had caught a several nice cutthroat trout.  All had been released, except the biggest one, which had been fried up for dinner and shared with all the dogs.

The problem was that their dachshund was a fishing fanatic!  He always got so excited that he barked incessantly, and became frantic trying to bite the fish whenever Dale or Shannon tried to land one.

The only bad part of this story was that Lupe hadn’t revived early enough from her nap to participate in the delicious fish fry!

Evening at Brewster Lake, Gros Ventre Range, Wyoming 7-3-21

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