One again, my wife and kids decided to head off for Nevada to visit
her parents. Once again I was not invited. So, once again,
in my grief, I took off for another Sheppy Quest. Earlier in the
year, I came across a web site that really inspired me to try the Goose
Creek Trail in the Lost Creek Wilderness. I am extremely glad that
I came across
this site (Around Colorado).
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As I mentioned on
Connor's First Camping Trip page, the Lost Creek
Wilderness used to be Tracy and my favorite place to go
backpacking. After the Hayman fire (and kids) we
stayed away from the area for awhile, but when I came across
a site where two guys had gone up the Goose Creek Trail, I
knew this would be my Sheppy Quest for this year. This is
me at the Trail Head at about 8:00 Friday morning. I
slept Thursday night off a Forest Service road about an hour
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to the creek. It took less than 15 minutes to leave
the burn area behind me. After going down, it is
pretty flat for quite awhile with a bunch of nice spots for
camping on both sides of the creek. Someday, this
might be a good spot to take the kids on an easy
back-packing trip. Anyway, the trail does go up and away
from the creek eventually. The scenery is very nice.
Here I am standing on a rock about an hour into the hike. |
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Another half hour or so of hiking,
brought me upon the Lost Park Reservoir
Site. Between 1891 and 1913 the Antero and Lost Park
Reservoir Company Attempted to create a reservoir by damming
Lost Creek. There are a couple of buildings remaining which
were used to house employees of the company. Here I am
standing in front of one of these buildings. |
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There is a little trail that goes down to the creek from the
cabins. This is where the guys in the
Around Colorado
site camped. I played around here some, but it was too
early in the morning to stop and camp here. This is some
rocks in Goose Creek. The creek obviously gets higher
than this because the rock I am standing on is worn sort of
smooth. I almost felt like I could have slipped off
(that would have been a bad deal since I was holding my
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The rock formations around here were just amazing.
I took lots of photos here. None of them really did
the area justice. |
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Of course, after playing around down there for awhile, I had
to go up and see the "Shaft House" remains. All that
is left is a piece of machinery. It looks sort of out
of place among all the beauty, but in a weird sort of way,
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And... I had to explore around the
shaft house area too. Just North of the shaft house
remains are some just huge boulders. I climbed on and
around some. It was really cool. This picture is
looking North from one of the boulders that I climbed.
Some day, I might come back here and spend the whole day
around here.
Eventually, I decided I had to move on. If this had
been one or two miles further in, I probably would have
stayed in this area, but it just was not right for this
trip. |
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I ended up hiking another hour and a half North of the
cabins for lunch. I found a spot sufficiently far from
the trail and a small stream and decided to call it my home
base. After setting up camp, I grabbed the camera, a water
bottle and some stuff in my lumbar pack and headed further
up the trail.
This picture is looking South East from the trail.
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This photo is looking west.
Saturday, I went exploring that huge expanse of wilderness.
But, this day I hiked up toward the Wigwam trail. The
Wigwam trail is one that Tracy and I backpacked on a couple
of times back before we had Tyler and Connor holding us
back. Goose Creek Trail intersects Wigwam, so I
thought it might be cool to see my old "stomping grounds"
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This is a cool looking rock on the way. This area is
filled with these huge things. Very cool to see. |
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Goose Creek trail rose to above
10,000 feet and then back down into the valley on the left.
Here I am blocking your view of another pretty cool looking
rock formation. I didn't quite make it to Wigwam before
deciding that I had better head back to camp if I wanted to
get there before dark. |
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The photo doesn't quite do it justice, but I think this view
ranks up there with any I've ever seen. Living in
Colorado and hiking as much as I do, I see a fair amount of
the wild beauty of Colorado, so that is saying quite a bit.
In every direction, as far as you can see, there is
wilderness. The green trees with spots of yellow aspen
starting to pop through and the granite rocks and mountains
all around were just awesome to behold.
I think this spot was the highest elevation I got to
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I made it back to my base camp, and
had my freeze-dried dinner. 9 hours of hiking in a day
make those things taste pretty good. The next day, at
about 7:30, I headed back up towards the Wigwam trail, but
this time decided to take another intersection trail,
"McCurdy Trail".
I got to the trail intersection at about 8:00 and pretty
soon after that came to this overlook of the valley.
It looked very cool with the shadow off the rocks to the
left. A very pretty sight. |
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Pretty soon, I was heading down a series of switch-backs
into the Aspen covered valley. All of a sudden, out of the
woods off trail right in front of me, a bobcat was running
right at me! I stopped. He stopped. My
heart stopped. We looked at each other for a split
second and then he took off in the other direction. I
only saw him briefly, but WOW!!!
This was pretty exciting for me. It is the first
predator I've ever seen in the wild. My heart was
pounding for several minutes after that. I was so
happy to have seen a bobcat. |
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That excitement stuck with me all
day, but there was lots more to see. I kept hiking
west. Up one hill down the next. Eventually I
got to a spot where the creek was nice and wide. I
decided to stop and fill my water bottle. |
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But, wait! Where was the water coming from?
After a little investigation, I found a cave-like tunnel
where the water was flowing through the rocks. I thought
this was just too cool. |
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I took my boots off and walked into
the tunnel. Boy, was the water cold! My feet
hurt by the time I got out, but it was worth it. Little
brook trout swam around my feet.
I didn't get all the way to the other side because of a
somewhat deep pool right in front of where I took this
picture. If I didn't have the camera, I probably would
have gone all the way, but it was not worth risking the
camera. |
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This is what the entrance looks like on my way back out. |
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And here is a timer shot of me
outside the little cave / tunnel. I spent a long time in
this area just enjoying the view and listening to the water.
It was also sort of fun to watch the brook trout swimming
around. There were a ton of them.
Eventually, I tried to figure out which way the trail
goes from here. I followed three that came to quick
dead-ends before I finally found the one that I was supposed
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That trail took me up and over to the other side of the
water tunnel. This is a picture of that other side.
It was a bit more difficult to get down to this side.
If I were with someone I probably would have climbed down
and gotten a closer look to this side, but I decided that
the chance of getting hurt was just a little too great being
alone. I had not seen anyone since early Friday
morning, so for all I knew, no one would be by for weeks.
I headed up into the mountains again, but not much
further and none of the pictures I took from this point up
ended up on the web page. |
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This is a shot heading back to camp.
Still very pretty.
I took my time and took a bunch of side trails on the way
back, enjoying ever minute and every view. It is so
beautiful in this area, I think I could spend weeks down
there just looking around.
But again, I made it back to "base camp". It had
been another 9 hour day of hiking (more sitting and resting
this day than the previous day, but still).
Again, I had one of those yummy freeze-dried suppers and
went to bed early. |
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The next day, I got up at 5. I was packed up and on
the trail by 5:45. The sun didn't come up until closer
to 7, but the moon was full and bright and the path was easy
to follow. This is a shot of the mountains as the sun is
rising behind me. It looked much prettier in person. |
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I saw quite a few camps in the early
morning. As far as I could tell I was the only one up
except these lamas. I can't believe these people
camped so close to the trail, but it was sort of cool for me
to see the lamas. I got back to the Blazer at about 8AM.
My pedometer tells me that I walked 86465 steps in the three
days. That is close to 43 miles of hiking. The
trails were a lot of up and down, but for the most part this
was the easiest hiking terrain I've done on any of these
Sheppy Quests. Still, that is a lot of walking. |
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This was a great trip. The mountain beauty was just
spectacular. I am so glad the Hayman fire did not burn
this up. Seeing my first bobcat (or any predator in
the wild) was just too cool to put words to. I didn't have
any visions. I thought maybe I would dream about the
bobcat and he would tell me something life-altering in my
sleep, but he didn't visit me. Either he is not my
Totem, or my life is just fine how it is.
Sometime I would really like to backpack a loop starting
with Goose Creek hiking up to McCurdy and across up and then
down to Hankins Pass Trail. That is probably doable in
a weekend, but I think I would want to take it easier than
that. Most of what I enjoyed about the hikes this time
were taking time to look at and photograph the scenery.
Anyway... keep an eye out for next year's Sheppy Quest.
Who knows where that adventure will take me. |