Little Mountain, the Sweetwater County, Wyoming Prominence Peak (7-24-18)

Lupe had already seen deer and wild turkeys on an exciting early drive from Sheep Creek Bay, when she dropped by the dam at Flaming Gorge Reservoir.  Last night had been her first in Utah in nearly 3 years, but the Carolina Dog wasn’t staying, just doing a bit of sight-seeing on the way to Little Mountain (9,131 ft.) in Wyoming.

The lake was beautiful.  This was going to be a great day!  Hardly any clouds in the sky, though.  Going to get hot!  Lupe took only a short stroll out by the reservoir before returning to the G6.

Lupe drops by Flaming Gorge Reservoir on a beautiful July morning. Photo looks NW.
The Flaming Gorge Dam. Lupe would go right over it on Hwy 191. Photo looks ESE.

SPHP drove E over the Flaming Gorge Dam.  Hwy 191 wound N, then NW for a while.  Before leaving Utah, Lupe made one more sight-seeing stop at Antelope Flats.  The name sounded promising, and there was plenty of room for antelope out there, but Looper didn’t see any.  However, she did have a distant view of another part of Flaming Gorge Reservoir.

Flaming Gorge Reservoir from the Antelope Flats pullout along Hwy 191 in N Utah. Photo looks WNW.

N of Antelope Flats, Hwy 191 crossed into Wyoming.  For the second day in a row, Lupe and SPHP were following excellent directions by peakbagging hero Edward Earl.  Little Mountain was supposed to be only 10 miles or so from the Utah border, and soon came into view.

As Edward noted, Little Mountain greatly resembles Pine Mountain (9,550 ft.), the Sweetwater County, Wyoming High Point, which Lupe had visited a year ago.  Like Pine Mountain, Little Mountain was a large, crescent-shaped mesa with a steep S slope.

Heading E on Hwy 191 just S of Little Mountain, SPHP watched for a sign for Clay Basin Road on the R (S).  A couple of small pullouts were close to the highway’s high point less than a mile before reaching the turn.  Lupe could have started for Little Mountain from one of these pullouts, but Earl had parked along Clay Basin Road.  Lupe and SPHP wanted to start from the same spot, then duplicate Earl’s trip up the mountain.

It would be fun to follow Edward’s footsteps from nearly 11 years ago!

Lupe along Hwy 191 just before the turn onto Clay Basin Road. Photo looks ENE.
Clay Basin Road is also known as Sweetwater County Road No. 62. Photo looks SE, away from Little Mountain.

After making the turn, SPHP parked at a big pullout on the E side of Clay Basin Road.  Edward Earl must have parked here in 2007.

Oh, here we are – right where Edward Earl parked years ago! That’s Little Mountain ahead. Only looks like a big hill from here, but it’s nearly 1,200 feet of elevation gain to the top! Photo looks NNW.

As soon as SPHP was ready, Lupe started for Little Mountain (9,131 ft.)(8:22 AM, 70°F).  The American Dingo followed Clay Basin Road back to Hwy 191, turned W along the highway for a short distance, then left the road heading up Little Mountain’s sagebrush-covered S slope.

Not far off to the NW was a higher escarpment topped by a line of gray rocks.  Looked interesting, but this whole region made SPHP nervous.  Too much vegetation!  Even though Lupe was already close to 8,000 feet elevation, SPHP was still worried about the possibility of encountering rattlesnakes.  For a short distance, Lupe followed a level cow path NE to a more barren-looking ridge.

The ridge wasn’t completely bare, but for a long way, it was covered by only short, sparse grasses.  Much easier to see what was on the ground here!  SPHP felt better about the situation as Lupe turned NW following this ridge toward High Point 8592 on the topo map.

Looking up the more barren short grass ridge toward High Point 8592, the lower hill on the L. Photo looks NW.

The more barren ridge was a long, steady, upward trudge.  Higher up, Lupe stayed W of a stand of bushes.  Upon reaching High Point 8592, she was already halfway up Little Mountain.  Loop saw several pronghorn antelope from here, but they were much farther up the mountain, and soon disappeared beyond the upper edge.

After visiting High Point 8592, Lupe crossed a patch of yellow dirt on the way N down into a small saddle leading to the second half of the climb.

Near the top of High Point 8592 looking at Little Mountain‘s upper S slope. Lupe would go straight up near the center, then angle L to arrive up on the ridgeline a bit R of the lone tree (L) near the top. Photo looks N.

The rest of the way up, Little Mountain became progressively steeper.  Lupe headed pretty much straight up the S slope from High Point 8592, until she was quite close to the top.  So much sagebrush grew on these upper slopes, that it couldn’t be avoided.  While SPHP was still leery of rattlesnakes, Lupe didn’t come to any.  By now she was approaching 9,000 feet, so perhaps there weren’t any around to begin with.

Start of the 2nd half of the ascent looking back at High Point 8592. Photo looks SSE.

The final part of the climb was the steepest.  Lupe angled NW (L) until she finally made it up to the rim of the summit plateau.

The top of Little Mountain was a vast flat to gently rolling mesa.  The highest terrain existed as a wide band of open ground along the S edge.  To the N, a slightly lower forest was in sight hundreds of feet away.  The topo map shows two separate 9120 foot contours on Little Mountain.  Lupe had come up between them closest to the larger E contour, which was where Edward Earl had noted that the true summit was located.

The terrain where Lupe had come up was dominated by medium-sized reddish, purplish rocks.  However, as she headed E looking for the true summit, the geology changed.  Loop only had to go 500 feet to reach a big flat area which appeared to be the summit of Little Mountain.  By the time she got that far, the reddish, purplish rocks had vanished.  At first glance, the parched barren ground looked light gray.

Upon closer inspection, the summit of Little Mountain was comprised of a conglomerate of a wide variety of pebbles.

The true summit was composed of a wide variety of pebbles and small stones.

Looking back to the W, it was clear that Earl was right.  Lupe actually was at the true summit of Little Mountain.  The whole summit area was enormous and so nearly flat that no one spot stood out as the absolute high point.  Lupe selected a group of slightly larger rocks that seemed to be at least as high as anything else for her official true summit.

There wasn’t a speck of shade here.  The Carolina Dog simply laid down on the rocky ground to take a break, while enjoying the magnificent panoramic views on offer toward all points S.

In brilliant sunshine, Lupe reaches the true summit of Little Mountain in the E 9120 foot contour. Photo looks SW.
Looking farther NE along the S edge.
The forest to the N was slightly lower.
Looking WSW in the direction Lupe had come from once she reached the top.

The air was hazy with the smoke of distant forest fires.  Despite the haze, Lupe could see the long blue ridge of Pine Mountain (9,550 ft.) more than 15 miles off to the ESE.

Pine Mountain, the Sweetwater County high point, is the long ridge on the L. Beyond it, just R of Center, may be Middle Mountain (9,559 ft.) in Colorado. Photo looks ESE.

The best views were closer by, looking due S.  Utah was only 5.5 miles away as the crow flies.  Lupe could easily see Clay Basin Road where she had started her ascent of Little Mountain from.

Clay Basin Road heads away from Hwy 191 on the L. The yellow N slope of High Point 8592 is seen below on the R. Photo looks SSE.
Richards Mountain (8,728 ft.) (R) is the closest big ridge. It is still in Wyoming, but everything beyond it is in Utah. Photo looks S.

The area over by the W 9120 foot contour was clearly lower.  Even so, when Lupe was done at the true summit, she headed that way exploring along the S rim.  The map showed that the 9,131 foot survey benchmark was over at the W high point.  Edward Earl hadn’t seen it, but maybe Lupe would?  A distant view of Flaming Gorge Reservoir might also be available from over there.

As the American Dingo wandered W, she sniffed many clusters of the reddish, purplish rocks that looked like they might mark the position of the 9131 foot survey benchmark, yet Lupe didn’t find it.  She went all the way to the W high point, finally stopping a little before reaching a fence.

There was more high ground to the NW, but it wasn’t quite as high as where Lupe was now.  She could see part of Flaming Gorge Reservoir, and would have had an even better view of it, if she had gone farther.  On a clearer day, that might have been worth doing.  However, with the smoke haze somewhat marring the scene, it didn’t seem necessary.

Along the S edge not far from the high point of the W 9120 foot contour. A portion of Flaming Gorge Reservoir is in view. Photo looks W.
Hwy 191 snakes away toward Flaming Gorge Reservoir (R). Photo looks SW with help from the telephoto lens.
Looking back toward the true summit from the W high point. Photo looks ENE.

In the end, Lupe headed back E again, still keeping an eye out for that wayward survey benchmark.  Like Edward Earl, she never did find it.  Loop left Little Mountain (9,131 ft.) starting back down from about the same spot she’d come up.

The Carolina Dog’s return route was about the same until she was below High Point 8592.  She then stayed more to the W, hoping to explore the top of the gray rock escarpment she’d avoided on the way up.  Going this way, Lupe came to some reddish, purplish boulders covered with bright orange lichens.  Their vivid appearance was striking.

Now that is one brightly decorated boulder!

The gray rock escarpment itself was a disappointment.  Tall bushes and cactus grew in great abundance upon it.  Lupe had to retreat, ultimately descending into the dense vegetation E and below the escarpment that SPHP had hoped to avoid.  The American Dingo scared up a deer and a jack rabbit, but never even knew it.  She wasn’t tall enough to see over all the grass, bushes and sagebrush.

Little Mountain had been a success, but marked the end of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Bighorn Mountains and Wind River Range (and beyond as it turned out!).  (11:28 AM, 80°F)  All that remained was a scenic, air-conditioned drive home across Wyoming.

By early evening, the low, dark blue ridge of Lupe’s Black Hills of South Dakota appeared on the horizon.

Heading home. The Black Hills of South Dakota come into view from Highway 450 W of Newcastle. Photo looks NE.

Two summer of 2018 Dingo Vacations were now over.  Lupe had enjoyed great times, and explored many beautiful places on both.  The American Dingo wasn’t done yet, though!  In early August, Lupe would be setting off on her grandest Dingo Vacation of 2018 of all.

She hopes you will return soon ready for action, adventure, and more scenic peakbagging fun!

Well, this is about it for this time around from Little Mountain in SW Wyoming! Hope you will return soon to join me on my next big Dingo Vacation. It’s going to be a real doozy!

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Pine Mountain, the Sweetwater County, Wyoming High Point (6-15-17)

Flaming Gorge, The Little Hole Trail by the Green River & Spirit Lake, Utah (8-26-15)

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Pine Mountain, the Sweetwater County, Wyoming High Point (6-15-17)

Day 8 of Lupe’s 2017 Dingo Vacation to the Laramie Range & Beyond!

Colorado!  For pity sake!  Edward Earl’s trip report had warned that the sign for the turnoff to Pine Mountain was difficult to see from the highway.  Supposedly, SPHP had been watching carefully for it.  Not carefully enough, apparently!  SPHP turned the G6 around.  Lupe headed N back into Wyoming.

After leaving Prior Flat and the Shirley Mountains this morning, most of the day had been spent traveling.  The afternoon drive S from Rock Springs on Hwy 430 had been gorgeous.  High, remote ridges and hills stretched to the horizon, separated by dusty oceans of undulating sagebrush prairies.  Classic Wyoming!

On the way S, Lupe had finally seen a mountain SPHP figured might well be Pine Mountain (9,550 ft.).  Even with this advance warning that Lupe must have been getting close, the turnoff had been missed.

30 or 40 miles S of Rock Springs on Hwy 430, this mountain came into view to the SSW. Maybe it was Pine Mountain? Photo looks SSW.
Getting closer. SPHP never really figured out if this was actually Pine Mountain, or another one close by. Photo looks SW.
This road leading into a scenic valley W of Hwy 430 looked intriguing, but Lupe didn’t get to explore it. It turned out this road wasn’t far from the Colorado border. Lupe had already missed the turn to Pine Mountain by the time she reached this point. Photo looks W.

The turnoff to Pine Mountain was supposed to be about 5 miles N of the Colorado border.  Of course, Edward Earl had been here way back in July, 2002.  Maybe the sign at the turn he referred to in his trip report was damaged, no longer existed, or had fallen over?  SPHP drove slowly N staring down each dirt road leading W from Hwy 430.

Maybe SPHP was just driving super slow, but it seemed like Lupe had gone well over 5 miles from the Colorado border.  Still nothing.  SPHP was considering turning around again for another pass at it going S, when at the top of a rise, there it was!  A BLM sign in perfectly good condition said “Pine Mountain 12”.  How had SPHP missed that?  Didn’t matter, Lupe was on her way!

The BLM sign at the turnoff was small, but in perfectly good condition. The turn is at the top of a rise on the W side of Hwy 430 between mile markers 49 & 50. Photo looks WSW.

It remained to be seen how far Lupe would get, however.  Edward Earl mentioned several sharply eroded ruts across the road within the first couple of miles.  Maybe the G6 wouldn’t be able to get past them?  That would be bad news.  A hot, dry 10 mile one-way march just to get to Pine Mountain wasn’t going to happen.

Fortunately, the sharply eroded ruts no longer seemed to exist.  Most encouraging!  The road was supposed to be good the rest of the way.  The next landmark Mr. Earl said to watch for was a fork in the road 4 miles from the highway.  A BLM sign on the L would say 8 miles to Pine Mountain.

At 3 miles, and again at 4 miles, Lupe came to unsigned 4-way intersections at minor crossroads.  Hmm.  Edward Earl hadn’t mentioned these.  SPHP drove straight at each one.  5 miles from the highway, Lupe did come to a fork in the road.  A BLM sign near the L fork said “Red Creek Basin, County Road #71, Titsworth Gap”.  No mention of Pine Mountain, or any clue as to where the road to the R went.

Pine Mountain was nowhere in sight.  The sign looked fairly new, but even if it had been replaced since Edward Earl was here, why didn’t it mention Pine Mountain?  None of the places listed meant anything to SPHP.  Still, the road to the L was going the right general direction.  It was probably the way.  Maybe best, though, to go a little farther on the road to the R, just to make certain another fork wasn’t coming up soon?

A 0.5 mile jaunt down the R fork revealed nothing other than that the road deteriorated rather quickly.  No other turns to the L could be seen for at least another 0.5 mile.  That settled it.  Lupe returned to the “Y” and took the road to the L.

A stuffed monkey hangs for no obvious reason from the new BLM sign at the “Y” about 5 miles from Hwy 430. Pine Mountain is nowhere in sight, but the road to the L, seen here winding off to the SW, is the right way to go!

Six miles later, SPHP parked the G6 at the base of Pine Mountain’s long NE ridge in a saddle just S of High Point 8510, a small butte mentioned by Mr. Earl.  It was getting late in the afternoon (5:17 PM), and the 9,550 ft. summit was still more than 4 miles away.

After being cooped up in the G6 most of the day, Lupe was ready for action!  A road goes all the way to the top of Pine Mountain, so getting to the summit would be a cinch.  The sun stays up late in June, so even on paw and foot Lupe and SPHP would have plenty of time.  Maybe Loop would even get to enjoy a nice sunset up there?

The trek had barely started, when SPHP nearly stepped on a baby pronghorn antelope hiding on the ground.  It was very much alive.  Lupe was already off racing around the fields, so she hadn’t seen it.  Best that she didn’t.  SPHP hurried over to the road leading up the mountain.  Lupe never did see the baby pronghorn.  No doubt she would have loved to, but it wouldn’t have been a good thing.

Lupe never did see this baby pronghorn antelope hiding on the ground.
The G6 is parked in the saddle S of High Point 8510 (L), the small butte mentioned by Edward Earl. The road on the R goes all the way to the top of Pine Mountain. It was fairly steep in places, and had one rough section at the end of a big switchback, but overall it was quite good. Even the G6 might have made it to the top. Where’s the fun in that, though? Photo looks NNW.

Despite its woodsy name, only the N side of Pine Mountain turned out to be forested.  Most of the mountain was bare or sported only scattered trees.  The road to the top never entered the forest.  Consequently, Lupe had big sweeping views all the way up the mountain.  They only got better as she gained elevation.

Only the N slopes of Pine Mountain were forested. Lupe never entered the forest. She enjoyed huge panoramic views all the way up the mountain. The road to Hwy 430 is seen below. Photo looks NE.

The first 1.5 miles were by far the steepest.  Near the end of it, the road made a single giant switchback followed by a short rocky section.  After that the slope of the mountain decreased steadily.

Looking up the steepest part of the climb. Not bad at all, really! Beyond the high point seen above, the slope of the mountain decreased steadily. Photo looks SSW.
Yellow wildflowers like these dotted the slopes of Pine Mountain.
Still early in the climb. The tan tank in the distance may be the water tank Edward Earl referred to in his trip report. The main road to the top of Pine Mountain used to go by it, but has been rerouted. The mountain in the distance is Diamond Peak (9,640 ft.) in Colorado. Photo looks SSE.
View to the NE in early evening light.
Four J Basin from Pine Mountain’s NE ridge. Photo looks ESE.

Once past the steep part, the road headed SW up a wide, grassy, but otherwise barren slope.  The view from the road would remain boringly the same for more than 2 miles.  Far to the R was the edge of the forest.  Far to the L was the SE edge of the mountain.

Yes, that’s right! The view along the road was like this for more than 2 miles. Boring! That’s why I went L over to follow the edge of the mountain. Great views over there! Photo looks SW.

After trudging nearly half of this dull distance on the road, even SPHP began to realize this trek would be a lot more fun over by the edge where Lupe could see the big views to the SE.

The edge of the mountain provided splendid views the entire way.  The only disadvantage was that the higher Lupe went, the windier and colder the edge became.  Loop didn’t care for the wind, but it wasn’t unbearable.

The wind makes Lupe squint, but she had a fantastic view of Middle Mountain (9,559 ft.) (R) and Diamond Peak (9,640 ft.) (Center in the distance) to the SE.
Loopster along the SE edge of Pine Mountain. Photo looks SW.

The highest part of Pine Mountain forms a huge crescent pointing SW.  The terrain features mostly small rocks, small plants, and is otherwise barren and flat.  The topo map shows two high points near the S edge.  At the far SE end, the former site of an old radio tower is shown as having an elevation of 9,546 ft.  Nearly half a mile to the WNW is the official summit with an elevation of 9,550 ft.

Lupe arrived at the SE high point first.  A small concrete platform only 3′ x 3′ was all that seemed to remain of the radio tower.  The platform was located next to the start of a long fence which swept around to the W from here near the S edge of the mountain.

At the SE end of Pine Mountain, Lupe reached this concrete platform, apparently all that remains of an old radio tower installation. As near as SPHP could tell, this was High Point 9,546 on the topo map. Photo looks W.
Near the old radio tower site looking SSE. The mountains in the distance are all in Colorado. Lupe is less than 2 miles from the border here.
The snow-capped peaks barely visible on the far horizon on the L are likely part of the Uinta Range in Utah. Photo looks WSW.

A two track dirt road ran along the N side of the fence close to the edge of the mountain.  Since she still hadn’t made it to Pine Mountain’s official summit, Lupe followed this road W, continuing on it as it curved gradually to the WNW, then NW.

Following the road N of the fence, Lupe came to several piles of old fence posts along the way. Photo looks N.

Edward Earl had mentioned that each of the two spot elevations on the topo map appeared higher when viewed from the other.  In Mr. Earl’s opinion, HP 9546 near the old radio tower site was likely the true summit, not HP 9550 which was the true summit according to the map.

Like Mr. Earl, Lupe visited both of these points.  In the end, SPHP had no firm opinion where the true summit actually was, only that Lupe must have reached it somewhere along the way.  No matter where Lupe was along the rim of the mountain, the terrain in the distance always looked definitely somewhat higher!

Perhaps the American Dingo knew exactly when she reached the true summit, but she maintained silence on the point.  Dingoes don’t fret about such things.  As far as Lupe was concerned, she’d done her peakbagging job and reached the top of Pine Mountain (9,550 ft.).

Near the SW end of the mountain, not too far from the official 9,550 ft. summit on the topo map, Lupe came to a green gate in the fence.  She went through the gate, and started a little down the slope before stopping near the edge of the steepest part.  A fairly strong wind still blew out of the SW, making things rather chilly on the totally exposed edge.

As far as the Carolina Dog could see, unspoiled open territory stretched past grand valleys and hills to distant mountains, some snow-capped, on the far horizon.

Lupe enjoying tremendous views along the SW edge of Pine Mountain. Photo looks W.
Barely visible snow-capped peaks are on the horizon. Perhaps part of the Uinta Range in NE Utah? Photo looks SW.
The same snowy peaks with lots of help from the telephoto lens. Photo looks SW.
The forested hill in the foreground is Kleins Hill (9,048 ft.) in Colorado. Photo looks S.

Nearly an hour remained before sunset.  Other than the wind, which seemed to be gradually weakening as the sun sank, there wasn’t a reason in the world why Lupe shouldn’t stay to enjoy the show.  Seldom has she had such a tremendous vantage point near the end of a day, plus a great route back to the G6 that would be easy to follow even after dark.

Lupe had water and Taste of the Wild, then curled up in the breeze to see how the evening would turn out.

Loop waits for sunset from her great vantage point on Pine Mountain. Photo looks NW.

For a while, the already splendid scene didn’t change much.  The sun was still too far above the horizon.  Lupe and SPHP sat huddled together against the breeze, gazing off toward Colorado and Utah, enjoying the solitude.

For a while, the views didn’t change much. The sun was still too far above the horizon. Enough clouds were around, though, to encourage the notion that the sunset might be a good one. Photo looks SW.

Slowly, the sun’s rays slanted more sharply.  A golden glow crept over the land.  Contrasts deepened between light and shadow, highlighting features of the terrain.  In the distance, outlines stood out, sky now easily differentiated from mountains and ridges.

Slowly a golden glow spread over the land highlighting features of the terrain. Photo looks W.

Lupe bathed in the golden glow, too.

Looking SSW.

The light intensified rapidly in the final brief moments before sunset.  Lupe was transformed to a brilliantly illuminated Dingo goddess!

Lupe stands brilliantly illuminated during the final brief moments before sunset. Photo looks S.
The Dingo goddess.

The golden glow faded.  Shadow spread over the earth.  Sunlight retreated to the realm of sky and clouds.

Sunlight retreated to the realm of clouds and sky. Photo looks SW.
Looking NNW.

The show wasn’t over yet, though.  Not until the sun disappeared completely did the evening sky rise to its colorful peak of glory.

Not until the sun disappeared completely did the evening sky rise to its most colorful peak of glory. Photo looks WNW.

And then it was over.  Colors collapsed.  The sky turned gray, the earth black.  Lupe had remained to the end.  Now the former Dingo goddess started the long trek back, traveling in deepening shadow the barren, breezy surface of this lofty dark underworld.

The sky grew black.  So black, the ancient dim light of stars and galaxies blazed above, a shining echo from the edge of infinity of what once was eons ago.  Miles to the E, a single small grouping of bright electric lights.  On the far N horizon, a faint glow that must have been Rock Springs.  Elsewhere, the pitch black unbroken reign of night.

On the move, heading down, the beautiful, quiet evening slipped by.  The dying breeze brought the only news, subtle hints from the wild, to a still curious, quivering nose on Pine Mountain.  (10:52 PM)

Lupe on Pine Mountain, 6-15-17

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