Elliot Peak

San Juan National Forest


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I was collecting things together to backpack a small loop on the Calico National Recreation Trail from the Priest Gulch Trailhead when a pair of backpackers just finished with through hiking the 19 miles popped up. The usual hiker greetings are important, for they give the opportunity to then gain information. In this case, this spring on the map, is it any good? If it is good, there is an excellent opportunity to grab a few peaks. As it turns out, they had searched out that spring and creative water gathering was required because they did not find it. Almost all of the water to be found on the ridge was snow. I am not a fan of this particular water source, personally. Third worst water ever. Anyway, if I'm looking for views and possible peak bagging, I should be at the other end. This loop will be entirely in forest. Yes, even the ridgeline that Calico follows. I could follow them there, if I liked. So I took this advice, although I'm not sure she was really taking my vehicle into account when calling it a good road. I nearly got stuck in soft crud on the first switchback on Dunton Road, a rough and narrow thing as it comes of CO-145. Only a few sections required a careful creep in first gear, though. Then, with explicit descriptions of the last water before the ridge and the single little bit of running water on the ridge, I got to collecting things again. I was slowed somewhat because the mosquitoes in Dunton Meadows were really good at gathering around in excessive numbers, but got going in the late morning.

00: trail from the trailhead parking
From the parking lot, the trailhead sign and the actual trail that leaves a short way down the road. There is also a toilet.

Calico NRT is a motorcycle trail, as are East and West Fall Creek Trails. The Priest Gulch Trail, which would have made my loop, and various trails that drop down to CO-145 are generally not. All the details of trail use are on the sign at the parking lot and on signs at the intersections. It wasn't long before I met mountain bike and dirt bike users. The signs expect horses, but they do like to avoid the wheeled ones. Prints in the dirt indicated hikers are pretty common, too. I hiked up through open meadows full of flowers and, once in a while, a hint of the views to come.

02: large meadow with mountain peak peeking over the top of the trees at the end
The local mountains poke up at the end of a meadow.

03: water in the creek and a crossing log
One must get across Morrison Creek early in the trail.

04: white and yellow spots in a meadow with a mountain beyond
Another peak peeks up above a spattering of wildflowers.

It was about half a mile in when I realized I'd forgotten the trowel and other bathroom type items. But I could kick the ground with my foot to dig a hole. This is really only half true depending on the ground at hand, but my hiking poles could be pressed to be digging sticks. I had tissues stashed away because I got the nastiest bloody nose a few days before starting off from New Mexico again and it keeps coming back. I didn't have to go back for that.

06: long ridge high up
The local 14ers putting in an appearance. El Diente Peak on the left and Mount Wilson on the right.

07: close up on little flowers
Little blue violets are part of the wildflower extravaganza.

10: white flowers with white behind
Some of the white flowers (globeflowers) covering the meadows.

I was about two miles in when I realized I had no fuel to go with my stove. I started back, but then sat down and ate a while. I thought about it. The titanium pot with the tight, but not locking, lid is certainly not my choice for cold soaking, but it could be done once in camp. My food wasn't chosen for an optimal cold soak, but it could be done too. I didn't really need to go back for that. I decided to keep on climbing after all.

11: trees and grass
Patches of snow in the thinning forest as I get higher.

12: purple flowers on stalks
A good indication that the nearby ground is soggy. (Parry's primrose.)

I came upon the described last water and settled down to get some. It didn't work well. I should have checked the water filter. It wasn't letting anything more than a few drops through. I waited and ate and found the water level indistinguishable from before. This one had been rather slow in October, but was flowing okay after hanging an hour and was flowing well after a few more uses. I didn't feel like I had that sort of time, so disassembled and tucked everything, including a liter of "dirty" water away in my pack.

13: small pond in green grass
A small pond above the last flowing water. The 14ers have extended. Navajo Lake is hidden away in the cleft on the left.

I left the trees and reached the ridge top. It is wide and flat with the trail down the middle, so I wandered off a little to the side to find the more extensive view there. It's good to be above the trees, especially when it's a bit early in the year for afternoon lightning storms.

14: peaks galore
The collection of peaks from the side of the ridge. Dolores Peak on the left, Little Cone poking out on the way to those 14ers, the spike of Lizard Head off the other side, and then a mess o' mountains that includes another 14er, Mount Sneffels.

15: grassy ridge and a mountain ahead
Elliot Mountain up ahead.

I stopped by Pappose Peak, which is really no more than a shoulder but it says it has a benchmark, on the way. I searched for the benchmark and found a plethora of different flowers and a metal pipe with paint on it, but no benchmark. It looks like the kind of spot that will swallow up rock and benchmark whole. I tried again to get the water filter to work a little and it refused.

16: mesas more than peaks
The view west-ish from Pappose Peak goes more for mesas, but has Lone Cone out there in the middle.

18: flower of blue
Sky pilot with pollinator.

19: deep pink bracts
Some bright paintbrushes were getting started on blooming.

I was getting thirsty, but I packed up and got going again. I met some motorcyclists who had decided to turn around somewhere along here because it got too technical. The trail does get a bit rough. Along the side of Elliot Mountain it gets narrow, jagged, uneven, has random steps of a foot, and a long drop down. I guess I could see turning around.

21: blanket of white flowers
Phlox likes the somewhat rockier spots.

22: long way down
Looking down the side of Elliot Mountain to East Fall Creek Trail as it winds through a meadow beside the namesake creek.

23: lump of rock
Looking on to Sockrider Peak, the next in the chain.

24: yellow flower and orange bugs
Bright insects on wallflowers.

Halfway along the side of Elliot Mountain, I realized I wasn't wearing my sunglasses. I'd put my new sunglasses on while I was packing as the trailhead is already at high elevation and it's a good idea to wear the things, but they kept hanging from my ears in annoying ways and got set down on top of the car. Which I then reversed into a shady spot when the lot had cleared. Which could well have ended up smashing the things. I might have got to wear them a whole 10 minutes before losing them. This particular missing item made me particularly frustrated as I've been trying to protect my eyes better. I decided it was time to call the trip. On the other hand, there was Elliot beside me. A p2k, no less. Easy to go up from the saddle on the far side, according to my informant met at the other trailhead. I decided I would have to bag it, then go back.

25: rocky slope
The route up Elliot. There's a pretty solid, well established use trail in among those rocks.

So I went up and I drank the last drops of the water I'd brought and I got thirstier and thirstier.

26: flowers with dark leaves
Dark leaves get more common at high elevations where the pigment comes from sun protection strategies. (Alpine springbeauties.)

I got to the top and failed to filter water again and ultimately just poured it through a cloth to make sure there were no muddy bits and drank down half of it. The rest went into the bag for later. I've got to question why I have a little bottle of iodine tablets in the first aid kit if I insist on forgetting about it when needed.

27: civilization
Looking down on Rico and (more visible) the ponds of an active mining operation. Rico has City Hall, the Court House, and Public Library all in one small historic building.

28: grand panorama
The stretch of mountains from the top of Elliot Mountain. (Control+click to open in a new tab and zoom in.)

29: ridgetop
The rest of the ridgetop of Elliot Mountain, which I would walk eventually.

I heard a strange bugling noise down the side of the mountain and poked my head over to see an elk scampering down the side of the mountain. She stopped and looked at me a while.

30: elk having a look
The elk hiding behind the grass down the hill.

I wandered along the top of the ridge about halfway before deciding it would be much easier on the trail. Not that getting to the trail was easy, but I chose a section where there wasn't a slide of rocks and managed it. Then I walked right on back to the car having failed to use much of the stuff in my pack.

31: wide, grassy ridge top
Trail along the wide ridge top.

32: wood across a meadow
Back across the newest of the boardwalks across the meadows in the gathering gloom. The elk don't seem to like to use this boardwalk.

I got back shortly before dark and performed a long search for my new sunglasses before accidentally finding them on the ground in a completely unexpected place. They weren't crushed. Then I faced that it was getting dark on a Friday night and I now needed to find a campsite in an area likely to be popular for dispersed camping in Colorado where they do a lot of dispersed camping. The spot deep in the trees across from the trailhead was quite taken already, but I managed.

*photo album*




©2022 Valerie Norton
Written 1 Jul 2022


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Comments

Congratulations on finding your brand new sunglasses. That must have felt good after a long day of equipment fails. :-)
Valerie Norton said…
All avoidable... Turns out I still can't stand the sunglasses even if they don't hurt my ears a little at the end of the day. That high up, the eyes really should be protected. What to do...

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