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Friday, September 10, 2021

Happiness Is Finding A Hidden Lake...In A Secluded Basin...With A Challenging Ridge Line Summit

 The route is vertiginous, to the degree that you can almost feel the flow of talus underfoot. That the the whole hillside doesn't give way and slough downhill and close the Jeep road access is beyond me.

The landscape is surreal, Mars-like, if you will, utterly barren and devoid of vegetation. Maybe it's the thin air, but I swear I can feel life being sucked from my being. It's not all that much different across the pass, except for a patch or two of stunted pines that, evidently, found soil enough to support a fledgling root structure. My oh my. These San Juans are nothing if not rugged.

The grade eases up a bit. There's sterile dirt here and there, powder-dust, most likely from rock on rock abrasion. It doesn't support life, that's for sure. But the minerals, especially iron, supports a wide variety of color.

Gorgeous Gals with a gorgeous backdrop

Eventually, we stumble across a smattering of tundra. It feels better on our feet, like going from stones to carpet. Then, all tucked away, out of sight except for aircraft, a hidden lake appears. I wonder how it holds water set in porous talus?

Rising above this gem of a lake, a half-circle basin, the shedding source for all the talus. We are compelled to ascend, try to gain the ridge to see what's on the other side!

To some, this kind of country feels sterile. But, in my book, it doesn't necessarily take vegetation to warm my eyes and heart. This is wild county, a visual circus of vicious coloration and dazzling rock formations.   

The sun comes and goes. Puffs of clouds cast playful shadows that move across the landscape. Above, the girls are lit, while beyond, the lake and mountains grow dark and mysterious. 

The basin rises above, steepening and sporting an in-spired ridge line. It peaks our interest. Can we get up there? Is it too steep and loose?

We decide to ride a tundra trail as far as it will take us, then see how it goes on the rocks.

The lake seemingly shrinks as we rise higher and higher in the basin.

We're getting close. It's crunch time now, choose your own route and navigate by the seat of your pants...literally!

As usual, the last hundred feet is the most difficult. Being so close, we don't want to turn back. But the dirt is hard-packed and sprinkled with "marbles." Every rock we tug on gives way and slides downhill.

Finally, we all make the figurined ridge line 

The view on the other side of the ridge sports 14ers Wilson, Wilson Peak, and El Diente (the "tooth"). How Bobbie and I fondly recall each of those climbs...

But the mountains in our immediate neighborhood are nothing to scoff at!

Spying an unnamed peak, we take on the ridge, moving slowly across rotten rock that tumbles downward at the slightest touch.

Our surround is both magnificent and dramatic
Panorama: Scroll Right...

Ruthie, Bobbie (The Two Old Broads), and I summit our little no-name peak and have a last look at the 360 degree panorama. Time to begin the long, loose, slippery descent. We hoped would be easier than the way we came up, but instead, it turns out to be sketchy, worse...if that's possible.  

Bobbie and Ruthie, running the ridge...which is easy peasy at this point

Still easy, but Bobbie spots a drop off...

Nobody likes to retrace steps, so we decide it's doable. Might have to sit down in a few places and do the Butt Scoot Boogie. 

Lots of game trails...big horn sheep and elk, most likely

Another fine day above timberline, where the views go on forever and coloration is a near LSD experience...not that I would know, understand :0

Peace out,
Mark and Bobbie. 


  1. Wow, what a gorgeous hike and pictures! Glad you were able to "scoot" down safely!

  2. Wow, that was a great hike Mark and Babes, pictures were spectacular, descriptive narrative was right on, just wished I could have figured out where exactly you were. Im sure I saw some of the Reds on the way down. Was that Hidden Lake or were you just referring to it has a hidden lake? You know I am amazed that after all these years of viewing your hikes how few critters you come upon. Of course looking at the surrounding terrain there would not be much to feed on that's for sure.
    Last night Mark we experienced the loudest Lighting bolt we have ever heard. Thought we were going to end up in the Pacific Ocean :) All in all there were over 200 lighting strikes in N.Calif and as of right now we have not heard of any Fires, plus we did get some nice rain showers out of it, so that made the ordeal very worth while. I guess now with Global Warming lighting will come with a much bigger Bang.
    ...from the Russian River
    D &A

  3. That is some impressive scenery. You guys still amaze me! I would have worn the butt off my pants on that descent. Well, to be honest, I doubt I would have ever made it up.

  4. Magnificent scenery! We are all so lucky to have you guys sharing it all! Who would'a thought those mountains could be so breathtakingly beautiful!

  5. An epic retelling of a gorgeous day outside! I mean... "a visual circus of vicious coloration" ?! Spot on

    1. And, considering the linguistically talented source of the comment, I'd say that's a genuine compliment. Thanks, J.


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