R01 TR: Bubbs, Brewer Basin, Bushwhacking (2024 Aug 7-10)
Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2024 3:47 pm
Here goes my first-ever TR! This was a solo trip I took in August, the second of two short ones. The first had been a 3-night ramble around the Tablelands, which was less fun/interesting IMO, but was good preparation for this trip.
Day 0: I had been camping in the Grant Grove area between the two trips, so I drove down to Road’s End to pick up my permit for tomorrow. While waiting for the office to open, I tried to hike around a bit, but the black flies were pretty miserable. Eventually the office opened and I was able to get the permit. My plan was to camp the first night at the confluence of Bubbs and Charlotte creeks; the ranger told me that a bear had been active in that area, even rifling through an (unoccupied) tent, and that if I saw the bear I should “run at it like I was trying to eat it”. Sure thing!
I headed back up to Grant Grove, enjoyed the sequoias some more, and treated myself to a night at the John Muir Lodge.
Day 1: Got an early start driving down to Road’s End, and was hiking by 8am. I was mobbed by black flies for the first several miles, but I had a head net and I was mostly able to tune them out until getting to an elevation where they went away. I made better time than I expected motoring up the Bubbs Creek trail (underestimated how acclimated I’d be after the Tablelands trip), and was at the crossing with Charlotte Creek by 11:30am. Since there was so much time left in the day, and since I wasn’t particularly psyched about running into the bear, I decided to continue on.
I turned right at East Creek to continue up the trail to East Lake. I hadn’t realized there would be a bridgeless crossing of Bubbs here (my bad for not noting that ahead of time), but it didn’t look too scary. I took off my shoes and socks, unclipped the straps on my backpack, and made it across the knee-high water without difficulty. I sat and enjoyed the peaceful setting while waiting for my feet to dry.

In 2023, I had turned back on day 1 of a planned trip over Taboose Pass, because the first crossing of Taboose Creek was too scary for (solo) me. I don’t regret making that decision even though I now think it would have been fine (uncertainty is a good reason to play it safe), but I did feel especially chuffed to have easily made it across this one.
I continued on up to East Lake; when the trail crossed East Creek, I was very happy to see the bridge, because the river there was more torrential than Bubbs had been. I arrived at East Lake with time to set up and eat dinner before sunset, and I was the only one camped on the north side of the lake that night. Day 1 stats: 13mi, 4600ft gain

Day 2: Started back on the trail up towards Lake Reflection. Shortly after leaving East Lake behind, I passed a couple coming the other way who had come down over Longley Pass the day before. Since that was on my itinerary, we chatted a bit, and they advised that the cornice was “intimidating” but that they hadn’t had much trouble going around it on its north side. After a few minutes we went our separate ways; that would turn out to be my last human interaction for the next 72 hours!
Just before arriving at Lake Reflection, I found some porcini growing right along the trail. I love foraging, but am not very keen on actually eating mushrooms – since I didn’t have anyone to share them with, I left them for whomever had already started nibbling.

Lake Reflection is as beautiful as everyone says, and I stopped for a while to have second breakfast with this view.

At this point I started the off-trail portion of the trip, and picked my way along the NW side of Lake Reflection. This was a little challenging, but not dramatically so. After getting to the other side, I continued on up to the large lake below Longley Pass (WL 3496). That part was a little harder, mostly because I didn’t choose the best chute to go up at the very end, but again it was within my comfort zone. I had had a little rain & thunder throughout the afternoon, but the skies were clear as I set up my tent near the lake.

I sat and stared at Longley looming overhead, psyching myself up for the attempt tomorrow, and reminding myself that if it didn’t feel comfortable it would be fine to turn around. Day 2 stats: 5mi, 2300ft gain

Day 3: Let’s go Longley! Getting to the foot of the pass was easy and fun. Slogging up the sandy slope to the cornice was tiring and not fun, but easy enough, and I reached the cornice near its north side. Going up the north-side rocks looked sketchier than I was expecting based on the couple’s report from yesterday, but I was happy to see that moving laterally along the cornice seemed straightforward, and I knew that it tapered out on its south side. So, that’s what I did, and eventually just stepped over the cornice when it became thin enough.
The picture below was taken from above the north side of the pass; I reached the cornice near the bottom of the picture, and stepped over it near the top of the picture. This was the most visceral experience I’ve had of foreshortening – from the bottom of the pass it was totally unclear how much room there was to maneuver, but from above the pass it looks “easy”.

Success! I knew Longley would be the crux of this trip, and I was thrilled to have made it without any issues and without getting out of my comfort zone. There were several times on this trip when I felt grateful to folks on this forum for extensive beta, but this was #1.

I stashed my pack by some rocks and did the easy hike up to the top of South Guard. The registers go back to 1966!

Incredible views across the range, all the way to Mt. Whitney in the far distance. It was so cool to know that this was basically the same view that the 1864 California Geologic Survey crew had when discovering that Mt. Brewer was not the highest peak in the Sierra Nevada. You can really pick out Mt. Whitney as the highest point!

Eventually I went back down to get my pack, and then circled around the south side of South Guard. I could have saved some time (and talus) going over the shoulder between Brewer and South Guard, but South Guard Lake was a sparkling jewel and I'm glad I saw it. Looks like it would be fun to ice skate!


Then I headed down into Brewer Basin to make camp, where (I think) I had the whole basin to myself. A special place for sure. Day 3 stats: 6mi, 2500ft gain, 2600ft descent



Day 4: I got a late start and wasn’t sure exactly how far I wanted to go today; was vaguely thinking I'd just try to make it to Sphinx Lakes and camp there. I was, however, getting pretty worn out. Learning how to consume enough calories is one of my “growing edges” when it comes to backpacking, and you can see the exhaustion on my face here at the top of Sphinx Pass.

I took a couple of pics on the way down from Sphinx Pass, but these would be the last of this trip.


I got to Sphinx Lakes around 2pm, and the idea of making it back to the car sounded way better than stopping, so I just pressed on. The descent went on forever, and I had my fill of talus several times over. Eventually, just when I thought there couldn’t be anything worse than more talus, the bushwhacking started. In retrospect I should have stayed higher above Sphinx Creek, but from what I’ve read there’s not really a “pleasant” way to get through this section. I crashed and bashed my way through the forest, and eventually got onto the trail heading down into the Bubbs Creek canyon.
The day was by no means over yet, but being on trail meant at least I could give my underfed brain a little rest. I did make it all the way back to the car, arriving well after dark. I slept fitfully in the car, and then drove down out of the mountains the next morning. Day 4 stats: 14 mi, 900ft gain, 7200ft descent
Overall, this was the most challenging backpacking trip I’ve done, and the longest I’ve gone without seeing other people. Both of those facts made it intensely rewarding! Brewer Basin is gorgeous, and I would like to spend more time there, hopefully while eating enough to stay energized. Both of the ways I took in & out were tough (Longley & Sphinx) – I’m guessing that coming up Brewer Creek isn’t easier overall, but it might be a while before I am in the mood to do Sphinx Creek again.
Day 0: I had been camping in the Grant Grove area between the two trips, so I drove down to Road’s End to pick up my permit for tomorrow. While waiting for the office to open, I tried to hike around a bit, but the black flies were pretty miserable. Eventually the office opened and I was able to get the permit. My plan was to camp the first night at the confluence of Bubbs and Charlotte creeks; the ranger told me that a bear had been active in that area, even rifling through an (unoccupied) tent, and that if I saw the bear I should “run at it like I was trying to eat it”. Sure thing!
I headed back up to Grant Grove, enjoyed the sequoias some more, and treated myself to a night at the John Muir Lodge.
Day 1: Got an early start driving down to Road’s End, and was hiking by 8am. I was mobbed by black flies for the first several miles, but I had a head net and I was mostly able to tune them out until getting to an elevation where they went away. I made better time than I expected motoring up the Bubbs Creek trail (underestimated how acclimated I’d be after the Tablelands trip), and was at the crossing with Charlotte Creek by 11:30am. Since there was so much time left in the day, and since I wasn’t particularly psyched about running into the bear, I decided to continue on.
I turned right at East Creek to continue up the trail to East Lake. I hadn’t realized there would be a bridgeless crossing of Bubbs here (my bad for not noting that ahead of time), but it didn’t look too scary. I took off my shoes and socks, unclipped the straps on my backpack, and made it across the knee-high water without difficulty. I sat and enjoyed the peaceful setting while waiting for my feet to dry.
In 2023, I had turned back on day 1 of a planned trip over Taboose Pass, because the first crossing of Taboose Creek was too scary for (solo) me. I don’t regret making that decision even though I now think it would have been fine (uncertainty is a good reason to play it safe), but I did feel especially chuffed to have easily made it across this one.
I continued on up to East Lake; when the trail crossed East Creek, I was very happy to see the bridge, because the river there was more torrential than Bubbs had been. I arrived at East Lake with time to set up and eat dinner before sunset, and I was the only one camped on the north side of the lake that night. Day 1 stats: 13mi, 4600ft gain
Day 2: Started back on the trail up towards Lake Reflection. Shortly after leaving East Lake behind, I passed a couple coming the other way who had come down over Longley Pass the day before. Since that was on my itinerary, we chatted a bit, and they advised that the cornice was “intimidating” but that they hadn’t had much trouble going around it on its north side. After a few minutes we went our separate ways; that would turn out to be my last human interaction for the next 72 hours!
Just before arriving at Lake Reflection, I found some porcini growing right along the trail. I love foraging, but am not very keen on actually eating mushrooms – since I didn’t have anyone to share them with, I left them for whomever had already started nibbling.
Lake Reflection is as beautiful as everyone says, and I stopped for a while to have second breakfast with this view.
At this point I started the off-trail portion of the trip, and picked my way along the NW side of Lake Reflection. This was a little challenging, but not dramatically so. After getting to the other side, I continued on up to the large lake below Longley Pass (WL 3496). That part was a little harder, mostly because I didn’t choose the best chute to go up at the very end, but again it was within my comfort zone. I had had a little rain & thunder throughout the afternoon, but the skies were clear as I set up my tent near the lake.
I sat and stared at Longley looming overhead, psyching myself up for the attempt tomorrow, and reminding myself that if it didn’t feel comfortable it would be fine to turn around. Day 2 stats: 5mi, 2300ft gain
Day 3: Let’s go Longley! Getting to the foot of the pass was easy and fun. Slogging up the sandy slope to the cornice was tiring and not fun, but easy enough, and I reached the cornice near its north side. Going up the north-side rocks looked sketchier than I was expecting based on the couple’s report from yesterday, but I was happy to see that moving laterally along the cornice seemed straightforward, and I knew that it tapered out on its south side. So, that’s what I did, and eventually just stepped over the cornice when it became thin enough.
The picture below was taken from above the north side of the pass; I reached the cornice near the bottom of the picture, and stepped over it near the top of the picture. This was the most visceral experience I’ve had of foreshortening – from the bottom of the pass it was totally unclear how much room there was to maneuver, but from above the pass it looks “easy”.
Success! I knew Longley would be the crux of this trip, and I was thrilled to have made it without any issues and without getting out of my comfort zone. There were several times on this trip when I felt grateful to folks on this forum for extensive beta, but this was #1.
I stashed my pack by some rocks and did the easy hike up to the top of South Guard. The registers go back to 1966!
Incredible views across the range, all the way to Mt. Whitney in the far distance. It was so cool to know that this was basically the same view that the 1864 California Geologic Survey crew had when discovering that Mt. Brewer was not the highest peak in the Sierra Nevada. You can really pick out Mt. Whitney as the highest point!
Eventually I went back down to get my pack, and then circled around the south side of South Guard. I could have saved some time (and talus) going over the shoulder between Brewer and South Guard, but South Guard Lake was a sparkling jewel and I'm glad I saw it. Looks like it would be fun to ice skate!
Then I headed down into Brewer Basin to make camp, where (I think) I had the whole basin to myself. A special place for sure. Day 3 stats: 6mi, 2500ft gain, 2600ft descent
Day 4: I got a late start and wasn’t sure exactly how far I wanted to go today; was vaguely thinking I'd just try to make it to Sphinx Lakes and camp there. I was, however, getting pretty worn out. Learning how to consume enough calories is one of my “growing edges” when it comes to backpacking, and you can see the exhaustion on my face here at the top of Sphinx Pass.
I took a couple of pics on the way down from Sphinx Pass, but these would be the last of this trip.
I got to Sphinx Lakes around 2pm, and the idea of making it back to the car sounded way better than stopping, so I just pressed on. The descent went on forever, and I had my fill of talus several times over. Eventually, just when I thought there couldn’t be anything worse than more talus, the bushwhacking started. In retrospect I should have stayed higher above Sphinx Creek, but from what I’ve read there’s not really a “pleasant” way to get through this section. I crashed and bashed my way through the forest, and eventually got onto the trail heading down into the Bubbs Creek canyon.
The day was by no means over yet, but being on trail meant at least I could give my underfed brain a little rest. I did make it all the way back to the car, arriving well after dark. I slept fitfully in the car, and then drove down out of the mountains the next morning. Day 4 stats: 14 mi, 900ft gain, 7200ft descent
Overall, this was the most challenging backpacking trip I’ve done, and the longest I’ve gone without seeing other people. Both of those facts made it intensely rewarding! Brewer Basin is gorgeous, and I would like to spend more time there, hopefully while eating enough to stay energized. Both of the ways I took in & out were tough (Longley & Sphinx) – I’m guessing that coming up Brewer Creek isn’t easier overall, but it might be a while before I am in the mood to do Sphinx Creek again.