Northern Wind River high route (sort of)

The past 4 years I had taken one of my sons on a big summer trip so this was my first solo adventure since 2011. While I had gotten down to 11 lb base weight back then, over those years I’d added back in a few luxury items so my base for this trip was close to 14. My total pack weight with 6 days of food and 1 L water was 26.5 lbs. I purposely went with a no-cook menu this time because they had just put a fire ban in place, but I did still take my alcohol stove just in case.

The loop heads south from Green River Lakes TH to Three Forks Park. It ascends Tourist Creek with a jaunt up to the plateau containing lake 11085 next to Mt. Solitude. It took me 6 hours to gain that 2800′ in about 3 miles. I was surprised by how dry lake 10090 was. For a while I kept thinking I hadn’t made it there yet. I then went over to Flagstone Lake (10890) where I camped on the ridge west of it.

The next morning I climbed 1400′ to Klondike Pass and headed along the Divide above Sourdough Glacier to Baker Lake. A quick storm brought a little sleet/snow and then the sun broke out again for a while. I saw a pair of hikers who went across the moraine and down into the Pixley Creek drainage and then shortly afterward 3 guys showed up from Grasshopper Glacier and stayed the night just above me. We had a nice chat about various things. No more rain that night but the forecast was calling for 50-60% chance of Tstorms most of the next day.

We got back onto the Divide the next morning, and I dropped down to Connie Glacier while they continued on to Downs Mtn. Since it was such a quick trip, I decided to head on to “Hourglass Lake” (Nancy Pallister’s name for it). I made it around the west side of Kevin Lake without getting wet, but the thunderstorms hit me when I was nearly out of the Kevin Lake outlet gully. I waited through 20 minutes of hail and 40 of rain in the gully. About a half hour later after I crossed a large “meadow” I waited another hour. I got tired of waiting and headed on anyway, discovering the info for this lake was another area I didn’t necessarily agree with Nancy, namely the cliffs coming into its drainage and the “good camping” that was available. All I found was a tiny single site after 20 minutes of looking.

The clouds remained the next morning but started breaking up as I neared Bear Lake. The camping there was much nicer on the shelf west of Daphne Lake outlet, and I enjoyed a long sunny day there since I had left myself with a short trek (< 3 hours). I easily could have continued on toward Crescent but I was in no hurry at all. The clear night saw temps plummet well below the forecast. I had wondered why I seemed a bit cool until I noticed all the crystals glinting in the moonlight and checked my thermometer… 18 F. I had just worn my normal clothes and DriDucks jacket (I don’t carry a puffy) with my REI SubKilo bag.

Thankfully, the morning was clear as well and I dried my bag before packing it away. Even though I didn’t really need to, I did use my stove on a large patch of dirt to heat my ice water for breakfast that morning. The route finding today was the most challenging but easily corrected. Twice it wasn’t clear which neighboring gully or fork I should take but the number of lakes make it easy to keep everything in check. I’ve always been a map and compass person but I had fun confirming my position on the map with the inreach SE I’d gotten for this trip. Once I made it to the valley south of Crescent, I deviated from Pallister’s route and went to the top of that ridge since I had intended to head out via Osborne Mtn rather than Roaring Fork. I’ve always thought don’t lose elevation if you don’t have to. That ridge dropped me right onto the saddle between Faler and Native/Crescent Lakes and I set up my tarp right there. I could have continued over Osborne, in fact, I watched a packrafter do just that after I had my tarp up, but I preferred to do that last steep climb in the cool of the morning and didn’t want to finish so late that I couldn’t get a nice meal in Pinedale so I just stayed put. It was pretty breezy (gusts to 25 mph I’d guess) most of the time and after I was there a few hours, suddenly the smoke from wildfires came pouring up the Roaring Fork valley. The speed and thickness of it made me a bit nervous, especially since I had seen no shelters down the hill at the popular Crescent Lake. I figured I’d just keep an eye on that direction all night. I did see many satellites and meteors, but no fire glow.

A sunny morning saw me gain the Osborn Mtn plateau in nearly the same time as that packrafter so I was pretty pleased. Great view from up there. Ironically, my most difficult time came from getting down from Osborne. I hit the “red saddle” just fine and was expecting the trail to go down into the valley toward Mill Creek, but even though the trail I was on fit the description Pallister had given at the start, it was just contouring around the mountain. I kept giving it a chance but it never went the direction I thought it should. By the point it was obvious I was not on the trail I really wanted I wasn’t about to backtrack since this trail was still going the direction I needed. I lost it every so often and then found it again, but it became clear that it was becoming (if it hadn’t always been?) a major game trail. Once it reached the west side of the mountain it started to thin out a bit and I lost it a couple more times, but after some scouting would always find it. Then it petered out into what looked like a major resting/grazing area so I just took off downhill on my own and then came to an opening where I could see a pretty clear path to the bridge over the Green. I’m pretty thankful I had trained to build up my lower body (and that this happened on the last day), because I would have been in some pretty bad knee pain otherwise (which had happened on my last solo trip). I plunged into the Green to rinse off and then headed into Pinedale for ribeye and ale before the long drive home.

Overall it was a good trip. My hips and calves were a bit stiff/sore while hiking the first day, which surprised me, but they were fine once the tough stuff started. I didn’t mind going no-cook for 6+ days though sometimes I left out the sunflower seeds or raisins I was adding to the meat and ranch dressing. I still didn’t eat nearly all I took which is pretty typical. I skipped breakfast 2 days and didn’t eat maybe a third of my daytime food. Still I only lost a few pounds (though suspect some was converted to more muscle as well). My polycryo tarp held up fine though I didn’t have any serious wind/storms. I do plan to add a temporary “storm door” to the next rev in case of changing winds that seem somewhat common. No skeeters in most places so netting was never needed. I failed to get chapstick (ie, sunscreen) on my hands either soon or often enough so they were somewhat burned by the time I was done. But by far the most annoying thing was my runny nose – my body seems to be allergic to any exertion in any form in any place.

That was a classic trip. I enjoyed finding it on the map while reading your story and then watching the video.

You really should get a lightweight puffy jacket.