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| One of the many Rainbow Lakes. |
As I left my camp just after 8:00 AM, I decided
to play the day by ear. If I had to stop at Lake Kathleen or at the footbridge
I'd stayed at my first night, so be it. If I had enough energy to make
it out, I'd do that. I did know that I'd be hiking almost exclusively
downhill as I'd be going out on the same trail I'd hiked in on.
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| The drive back to Big Timber was just as beautiful
as the wilderness backcountry. |
After going a few days without talking to another
hiker, I certainly made up for it today. I met a group of 5 guys, one
of whom was from Wisconsin, after about an hour. We talked for a while
and went our seperate ways. A few minutes later met a nice couple from
Boston who were on their first-ever backpacking trip after attending a
friends wedding in Livingston, MT. After they moved on I figured I'd sit
down and grab a snack,
I was making very good time and figured I'd be
looking for a NFS campsite somewhere off the Beartooth Highway tonight
when I stopped at Lake Kathleen for lunch a couple of hours later just
before noon. I enjoyed watching a pair of ducks diving under the water
looking for their own lunch for a while then moved on to tackle the final
5 miles back to the trail head.
I covered the last 5 miles in near record time,
arriving at my truck at 2 PM. No flies this time, but there was a horde
of college aged girls camped near by. I downed a diet Coke, ate an apple
and cleaned out the back of my truck and was on the road shortly after
2:30. Like the trip in, the drive out was most enjoyable, though a bit
saddening.
It took a while before I got back to Big Timber,
arriving at 4:15, and I wondered if I'd be able to find a site at one
of the campgrounds or if I'd have to find a turnout on the highway and
do a very short one-nighter up on the plateau somewhere. Another quick
stop at "The Fort" for juice and a bag of chips and I was off
for Red Lodge via Columbus and Absarokee.
The drive to Columbus went quickly and I found
myself craving a Quarter Pounder with cheese while filling my gas tank
across from a McD's. My craving sated, I pushed on to Red Lodge on highway
78 passing a few small towns, many ranches and an occasional auto. I arrived
at Red Lodge and noted how much the outskirts of town had been built up
in only three years since I was there last.
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| Beartooth Butte over Beartooth Lake. |
Now on the Beartooth highway I began to ponder
my options for the night. I flew past a few campgrounds in favor of finding
something a little higher up. This proved to be a mistake as I later found
myself running out of light and options. With about a half hour of light
left I decided to take a jeep road to see what I could find. Not much,
I'm afraid, though I was lucky to get back to the highway with my truck
intact. A drive through the Island Lake CG didn't find me a place to sleep
so I drove a few more miles to Beartooth Lake and found one of the last
sites available there.
I quickly pitched my tent and threw on my fleece.
It was almsot dark by the time I was set up so I retired to the truck
to look over my guidebook for a good dayhike.
By 10:00 PM I was nestled in my sleeping bag checking
the day's hiking mileage and concluded I did about 13 miles. I then took
another look at my maps and guidebook for something to do tomorrow. Finally,
I gave it up and thought I'd just drive home over a couple of days while
taking in whatever I could along the way and went to sleep. It was a long
day but a lot of fun, too.
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