TR: Desolation Wilderness 8/3-7 2011; Mt. Tallac to Loon Lak
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:06 pm
Dates: 8/3/2011 - 8/7/2011
Enter: Mt. Tallac Trail
Exit: Loon Lake
Camped: 1st night Gilmore Lake, 2nd Middle Velma Lake, 3rd Rubicon River north of AAA Camp; 4th Loon Lake
Due to the heavy winter snow, trail conditions were awful in places, we had to slog across many snow patches, and the mosquitoes were rife, but it was a wonderful adventure. I would like to thank Paul, Windknot, and others at this community for helping me plan it in February (viewtopic.php?f=1&t=5801" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;).
We (seven of us, age 20 to 56) started on the Mt. Tallac trail, a steep climb that had me comparing stroke symptoms to those of altitude sickness. Turns out I had a mild case of first-day altitude sickness, as I made it to the top of Mt. Tallac. The climb out of Catherine Lake was difficult, with much of the trail eroded and hikers having to negotiate talus at the top of the ridge. The views from Mt. Tallac are outstanding. You can see almost all of Lake Tahoe.
Whoever laid out the trail from Mt. Tallac to Gilmore Lake wanted you to take your time getting down and enjoy the wildflowers. We were the only campers at Gilmore Lake. Our group's resident fisherman caught several but threw them back. Why does he always throw them back?
Next morning we hiked over Dick's Pass on the PCT. The north side of the pass was mostly covered in snow. Going down, we lost the trail, not for the first time, and wandered onto a ridge with great views of Lake Tahoe, a happy accident, not the first one or the last on our trip. We went to Middle Velma Lake by way of Fontanillis Lake. This lake is gorgeous, with deep water surrounded by granite. I didn't see a place to camp at Fontanillis Lake, however.
Middle Velma Lake was crowded, which probably explains the bear. He arrived at dinnertime, an opportunistic brown bear. He went from campsite to campsite and you could follow his progress around the lake by listening to people banging pots and pans.
The interesting part of our trip began when we left Middle Velma Lake and descended Rockbound Valley. Not many people hike through there. Except for some people leaving Camper Flat, we didn't see anybody until we reached the Rubicon Reservoir. The trail disappears in places. Camper Flat looked like a natural disaster with fallen trees, brown standing water everywhere, and hungry mosquitoes. The river crossing into Camper Flat was easy.
At the river crossing between Camper Flat and Phipps Creek, four members of our party mutinied (this river crossing, which was impassable in mid-July according to reports, looked scary but was actually easy). The mutineers decided to hike straight to Loon Lake, where my brother-in-law and his friends were holed up with cases of beer and food items we could only dream of. The remaining three of us camped in a beautiful spot on the Rubicon north of AAA Camp near where the trail crosses the river. I highly recommend this spot. You can see large pools and cascades all up and down the Rubicon.
Next day, the three of us who remained, afflicted with downhill-itis, a disease that causes you to skip merrily downhill without minding where the trail goes, lost the trail. We never found the river crossing south of the Rubicon Reservoir and hiked 1.5 miles cross-country along the east side of the Rubicon (the trail here is on the west side). It was rugged country. As despair started to set in, we spied the Rubicon Reservoir and its dam. Could we cross on the dam? A half hour later, we walked partway across the dam and then waded across the river and through some brambles to the trail.
A minor thing here, but important to anyone who wants to go to Pleasant Campground at Loon Lake: the Loon Lake Trail that branches off at Buck Lake is easy to miss. Fortunately for us, a fisherman told us where to find it. It is not marked by a sign and looks at first glance like a dry creek.
My brother-in-law's camp at Pleasant Campground at Loon Lake looked like a sporting goods store. I immediately took two beers from one of his many coolers and drank them down seated in a very comfortable folding camp chair. For dinner that night he served ceviche, filet mignon, mashed potatoes, and Caesar salad. He even made martinis. Not a bad way to end a trip! He promised me that if I planned a trip to end at Loon Lake, his favorite fishing hole, he would feed everybody, and he really came through. It was a memorable feast.
I'll post some pictures later.
Enter: Mt. Tallac Trail
Exit: Loon Lake
Camped: 1st night Gilmore Lake, 2nd Middle Velma Lake, 3rd Rubicon River north of AAA Camp; 4th Loon Lake
Due to the heavy winter snow, trail conditions were awful in places, we had to slog across many snow patches, and the mosquitoes were rife, but it was a wonderful adventure. I would like to thank Paul, Windknot, and others at this community for helping me plan it in February (viewtopic.php?f=1&t=5801" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;).
We (seven of us, age 20 to 56) started on the Mt. Tallac trail, a steep climb that had me comparing stroke symptoms to those of altitude sickness. Turns out I had a mild case of first-day altitude sickness, as I made it to the top of Mt. Tallac. The climb out of Catherine Lake was difficult, with much of the trail eroded and hikers having to negotiate talus at the top of the ridge. The views from Mt. Tallac are outstanding. You can see almost all of Lake Tahoe.
Whoever laid out the trail from Mt. Tallac to Gilmore Lake wanted you to take your time getting down and enjoy the wildflowers. We were the only campers at Gilmore Lake. Our group's resident fisherman caught several but threw them back. Why does he always throw them back?
Next morning we hiked over Dick's Pass on the PCT. The north side of the pass was mostly covered in snow. Going down, we lost the trail, not for the first time, and wandered onto a ridge with great views of Lake Tahoe, a happy accident, not the first one or the last on our trip. We went to Middle Velma Lake by way of Fontanillis Lake. This lake is gorgeous, with deep water surrounded by granite. I didn't see a place to camp at Fontanillis Lake, however.
Middle Velma Lake was crowded, which probably explains the bear. He arrived at dinnertime, an opportunistic brown bear. He went from campsite to campsite and you could follow his progress around the lake by listening to people banging pots and pans.
The interesting part of our trip began when we left Middle Velma Lake and descended Rockbound Valley. Not many people hike through there. Except for some people leaving Camper Flat, we didn't see anybody until we reached the Rubicon Reservoir. The trail disappears in places. Camper Flat looked like a natural disaster with fallen trees, brown standing water everywhere, and hungry mosquitoes. The river crossing into Camper Flat was easy.
At the river crossing between Camper Flat and Phipps Creek, four members of our party mutinied (this river crossing, which was impassable in mid-July according to reports, looked scary but was actually easy). The mutineers decided to hike straight to Loon Lake, where my brother-in-law and his friends were holed up with cases of beer and food items we could only dream of. The remaining three of us camped in a beautiful spot on the Rubicon north of AAA Camp near where the trail crosses the river. I highly recommend this spot. You can see large pools and cascades all up and down the Rubicon.
Next day, the three of us who remained, afflicted with downhill-itis, a disease that causes you to skip merrily downhill without minding where the trail goes, lost the trail. We never found the river crossing south of the Rubicon Reservoir and hiked 1.5 miles cross-country along the east side of the Rubicon (the trail here is on the west side). It was rugged country. As despair started to set in, we spied the Rubicon Reservoir and its dam. Could we cross on the dam? A half hour later, we walked partway across the dam and then waded across the river and through some brambles to the trail.
A minor thing here, but important to anyone who wants to go to Pleasant Campground at Loon Lake: the Loon Lake Trail that branches off at Buck Lake is easy to miss. Fortunately for us, a fisherman told us where to find it. It is not marked by a sign and looks at first glance like a dry creek.
My brother-in-law's camp at Pleasant Campground at Loon Lake looked like a sporting goods store. I immediately took two beers from one of his many coolers and drank them down seated in a very comfortable folding camp chair. For dinner that night he served ceviche, filet mignon, mashed potatoes, and Caesar salad. He even made martinis. Not a bad way to end a trip! He promised me that if I planned a trip to end at Loon Lake, his favorite fishing hole, he would feed everybody, and he really came through. It was a memorable feast.
I'll post some pictures later.