Flat Mountain at the edge of the South San Juan Wilderness

Rio Grande National Forest



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Finding myself once again at a crossing of the Continental Divide Trail (but not as it edges along the Great Divide), I am drawn once again to finding some destination along it to hike to. The benchmark marked FLAT which seems to designate one minor corner of the South San Juan Wilderness looks like a good one, if a little far. I estimate it at 11.5 miles. (Actual: 11.3 miles.) Doable. Especially as the gain really isn't all that much for the length. The trailhead along the old highway behind the train station sits just about exactly at 10k feet and the peak at nearly 12.2k feet. Just 2200 feet gain over 11 miles is what I am willing to erroneously call flat, but then FLAT is the goal. There is a bathroom out of sight of anyone following the trail and a couple possible dispersed camping sites somewhat near the trailhead, but not actually any parking except where it crosses the current highway. For good measure, they don't sign that, just the turns to come in along the old road, so expect a little run around if driving up to do the hike.

signs, notice board, restrictions, and register at the trailhead along the old highway
At the old highway, there are clear signs, a notice board, even a register to mark the trail. At the current highway, there is only a post with "813" carved in the top.

From the register, it looks like most people just get as far as Wolf Creek, about three miles in. The through hikers came a month ago with one straggler a couple weeks ago. The trail slips up through the grasses, edges a little near the railroad tracks, then turns into the trees and pops out among meadows edged with more trees and ever increasing views.

narrow gauge railroad tracks
Narrow gauge tracks for the Cumbres and Toltec Scenic Railroad. A coal powered engine smokes its way along here a few times a day with a dinky little yellow fire suppression car following behind.

meadow with corn lilies and pine edges
The meadow beside my camp. Yep, I got one of the dispersed spots and this meadow is so very dark at night for the stars and has some crazy wildlife sightings in the day.

view with roads and railroads and such
The roads below and the trail ahead to the right.

There is a kind of explosion in the grass about 6 feet to my left. Startled but attempting calm, I look toward the retreating commotion to find a large faun with a spotted back lunging through the grass. Elk? I know deer simply hide. I though they were supposed to be very still no matter what. I certainly would not have noticed without the sudden movement. The meadow has fences and gates for open range, but they aren't up yet. Presumably that means no cows yet either. As the trail meanders further, it dips to cross first a small stream, then a pair of creeks the second being Wolf Creek because Colorado never tires of teasing me about starting off a hike with 2-2.5 liters of water. It does pause to almost view two waterfalls along the way.


white flowers on stalks
Water tends to make things lush which tends to encourage a few flowers.

pair of waterfalls
A couple waterfalls. The one on the left is hard to make out and there are no spots to look at it from the trail. There's also quite a lot of beetle killed trees in the area.

waterfall on the right, which has a better view
The upstream waterfall (to the right) does have a reasonable view point, but it still misses a bit.

meander of Wolf Creek crowding with yellow flowers
Once again, plenty of flowers by the water as Wolf Creek meanders along.

Then it's up again. The trail has had a slight reroute to bring it into a more reasonable slope for the short climb out of the creek valley, then it is back to meadows and views. It is mostly down over the area climbed by the highway.

over all the valley
The perspective changes significantly over the valley. From here, it seems rather endless.

The trail turns away from the valley into forest with plenty of beetle killed trees. Someone has knocked over and stepped on a sign proclaiming dangerous trail conditions ahead. I count myself lucky that there is not a lot of air movement today. It doesn't make it safe, but it does remove one impetus for the trees to come down. The trail flirts with the edge of the county, which is also the edge of the forest. The ranch on the other side of the fence warns against trespassing from time to time. On the other side, marked inholding turns out to be a number of well spaced homes.

stick with 813 a the top
Trail markers with a carved 813, sometimes painted like this, assure that this is the right path to follow for the CDT.

thinning trees at the corner
Thinning trees, all too many beetle killed, as the trail climbs.

The northern end of the ranch is where three counties come together and my map shows three markers along the edge. One is at the corner, one to the west, and one to the north. It's not too many extra steps to find them, so I go to check out that corner, then march my way along the fence to the one to the west. Give my best smile and wave to the camera pointed north approximately where my map shows a trail boldly crossing into the ranch. Got to look my best if it's real and if it takes a photo at the right instant. Then the last short way to the westerly marker, stuck on a cliff edge of the Rio Chama valley. Wow. That's some valley.

Chama River valley
Looking out over Rio Chama. The not quite cliff edge left and right form a linear edge along the top.

national forest
This bit generally to the tops of the peaks is Rio Grande National Forest with access from below. The Continental Divide runs along those peaks, so I am firmly on the Atlantic side today.

I'll stop for the third monument on the way back. I missed it as I went cross country to the second. There seems to be a handy sign to mark the trail for easy finding again. Maybe this once was a junction, but it has no destination that isn't north. Its weathered surface is getting hard to read. Continental Divide Trail No. 813, Flat Mountain 4, Dipping Lakes 8. Maybe as the crow flies. I walk off, then realize I can actually check that. It is 4.03 miles to the benchmark. There aren't a lot of people looking for the straight line distance on a hiking trail sign. Then it is onward and slightly upward with that magnificent valley to the side.

blue flowers
Larkspur has been around, both high and low. Not that low is much lower.

upper valley
Another perspective focusing on the upper valley. (All photos can be clicked for zooming options.)

I stop for a while just to look about. Okay, maybe also to eat. Even a slow uphill needs some energy. The long, flat peak that is my goal is easy to pick out on the edge of the clearly glacial canyon. Someone was telling me recently that the peaks here got to stick up out of the snow. I wonder for a moment how that must have looked before remembering the Harding Icefield. So long ago, but it should have been about like that. Maybe even with the goats. Maybe not. A tall waterfall catches my attention across the gulf. It is determined to be in the shadow of clouds, but I watch it anyway. How much water is coming over the cliffs to be able to see it across this gulf?

along the edge
Flat Mountain just to right of center. This is the high edge of a long mesa. The waterfall comes down the wall toward the left edge.

huge waterfall
There is a huge waterfall in the distance. I'll have to watch for it to get lit up by sunlight.

nearly hidden lakes
Lakes just visible behind the beetle killed trees on the steep edge of the river valley inside the ranch.

The waterfall doesn't come out of shadow as I watch. The clouds have been getting worse and it is not lost on me that I seem to be aiming to be on a wide, flat mountain at the prime time for lightning. I should probably make some changes for the season. Either earlier starts or shorter hikes. For today, it is just wait and see.

various colors of paintbrush
The Rockies have such a grand variety of paintbrush.

The trail traveling gently upward has been variously dirt or small rock slabs as it passes hillside or rock slide. It takes a turn for a valley topped with colorful ash and the dirt must get deeper because there are deep marmot holes all over. One is right in the middle of the trail and seems prepared to swallow up an entire leg of an unwary traveler. They sure hide a viciousness in their cute.

ash cliffs getting eroded
Interesting erosion of an ash outcrop. It seems to include a cave.

There are some easy switchbacks in the grass, then the trail reaches the top of the ridge line. Now there is view on both sides. There is a grey pal over the area of Rio de los Pinos as it flows down to Trujillo Meadows. The beetle kill on this side is more extensive and makes the whole valley seem like death. I certainly did not notice it yesterday in the bright sunshine and surrounded by the green of the reservoir.

beetle killed trees on the ridge
Stands of beetle killed trees on the way to the Flat benchmark.

reservoir surrounded by beetle killed trees
Looking down on Trujillo Reservoir. The pines are just as unhealthy on the west side as here on the east, but there are more aspen and meadows over there.

On I go. I'm expecting a couple trails to come up from the east, but only one, a little misplaced, appears. These both would grant someone with 4WD a much easier access to the peak. Well, if the roads are open. I noticed a sign about "responsible logging of dead trees by" so-and-so on the way to the reservoir yesterday. I'm sure that means just the big ones, but someone also pulled together some giant slash piles by the road. I expect those go up when the snows come down. Still brave to light them up.

rocky pointy thing
A shorter peak shows some attraction to people as it has a cairn built at the top. Although shorter, being a nice pointy shape might give some a more satisfying climb.

changes in plant communities
It is always interesting to see the various plant communities along the way.

another look at the waterfall
A little sunlight on the waterfall and it is much closer now.

Trujillo Reservoir
Looking over Trujillo Reservoir again. Is that the same distant mountain I was pondering from Jawbone Mountain? Surely it would have the same apparent profile from the north as from the west.

Another dangerous trail sign is stuck for northbound hikers to see, but I'm not sure what it is trying to call out as the trees are all below. Someone has scratched in "some downed trees, nothing big" showing a complete lack of understanding that it is the standing ones that have the most potential for harm beyond a few scratches. There is a trail post with extra pieces of wood stuck in the rocks with it. Maybe they were once part of a sign and that is the second junction I was expecting to see? No other trail is evident. The important bit for me is that last push upward and some of that is all too evident. An eroded bit makes difficult walking before a switchback leaves it behind.

sun on some pointy things
The peaks across the way have remained sunny the whole time.

final upward hill, not so high
Not too much left to climb.

There is no wilderness sign at the top to herald the last possible place to meet a bicycle for a while. There is no benchmark either, no matter how much I search. There is a metal post embedded in a rock near a rock shelter. That was probably it, once. There don't seem to be any references either. There are a whole lot more mountains along the horizon to the north.

ridge line just traveled
Looking back along the ridge line just traveled.

Rio Chama valley
Now far up the Rio Chama valley.

along an edge where the rocks were cut away
North along the edge of Flat Mountain. Lots more mountains to see now, but the waterfall has returned to shadow.

lots of view
Bringing it all together to take in the view, or at least everything kind of north and everything kind of west.

As the sun hits it again, I am pondering how to get to that waterfall. It's getting a little warm, I've been happy to have the shade of the clouds most the way, and the valley is much lower, so maybe now is not the time. On the other hand, that is a tiny drainage it comes from, so perhaps now is the only time. I think there are trails. Fairly certain. And if not, surely it would not be so hard anyway.

rushing water falling a long way
Just another look at the impressive waterfall.

Nothing determined on the waterfall, I head back. It is a long way back. 11.3 miles, to be exact.

very flat lands
The trail as it continues to the north. According to the peak register a group of three were up here yesterday going north to Wolf Creek Pass (the next highway crossing, not the nearby Wolf Creek) "lightning willing".

east view, lots of flats
The view to the east.

ponds beside and below
A few ponds below the trail. The larger directly below here has distinct trail travels to both sides.

landing on or inside a dandilion
Outside or inside? Two different strategies for landing on a dandelion. Inside sure is hard to see.

orange and white rocks
Back to the ash and the switchbacks.

I have figured out where the Dipping Lakes are, so back at the sign I'm ready to see if they are also 8 miles away as the straight line distance. Only 7.3 miles. The trail is not anything like straight to get there. Not quite consistent. Then off to find the last benchmark after staying a little closer to the trail in the last of the falling trees. It isn't easy. The benchmark is there, but no view. I am surprised to find a huge old "private property" sign when I turn around. It is very distinctly nailed to a now fallen Forest Service tree. You desecrate your own trees like that! This marker was set in 1937 and the other two in 1943. The sign isn't that old, the clues were here.

lots of beetle killed trees
The valley to the east, with all its beetle killed trees, does look a little better in the sunlight. But still like it is about ready to erupt in a conflagration covering every inch.

It is an evening of deer as I pass through the broken forest with so many beetle killed trees. I feel done with hiking about 3 miles short of the end. That is the trouble with a 20+ mile day. I must go on, so I do go on, and try to distract myself with the sunset colors as they come in the last mile. Also the same explosion of faun, this time zooming directly down the hill, then stopping to look back at me. You got me twice, little one, but I suppose I got you too.

roads and such below
Back to looking out over the highway and railroad in the sunset.

There is rain in the sunset once again as, however they feel about it, my feet bring me back to the start and the car.




©2019 Valerie Norton
Written 19 Aug 2019

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