Lake Plateau Backpack Trip: Day One — Trailhead to Lake Columbine
August 14th, 2010My flight to Billings was late, but Doug was there waiting for me, and, since I didn’t have any checked bags, we were able to leave the airport quickly. Doug and I both sat up for awhile before heading to bed. I still had to unpack my gear that I had previously shipped to Doug’s office and organize it and pack it in my backpack. I probably didn’t get to sleep until 1:30 am.
Morning wakeup was too soon! We were on the road by 6 am to meet Chris and Tyler at Big Timber. Then, on the road again to the trailhead on the Boulder River. It was a slow and bumpy drive after we got past the small town of Mcleod. The trailhead parking area was full of trucks and horse trailers. I was expecting to see a lot of people and stock on the trail but that didn’t happen.
The first order of business was to get water (I had forgotten to fill my hydration system before we left). The Platypus gravity filtration was put to its first test in Montana, and passed.
The next two to three hours past on the trail without much notice. The trail winds through tall forests of subalpine and Douglas fir with the sound, but not the sight of the creek in the distance. We meet one party coming out of the wilderness and were past by a group of young men as they entered. We eventually past them as they rested on the side of the trail.
There was a trail maintenance group of eating their lunch at Lake Kathleen. We talked with the USFS ranger who was leading the group. She was impressed that we were heading to Pentad Lake. We decided to have lunch there, too. It is a pretty little lake surrounded by high walls. It looked a bit too shallow to support fish and we didn’t see any sign of fish feeding.
This first section of the trail was a relatively gentle uphill climb, but after lunch it seemed to increase in grade steadily. We met a group of horseback riders and pack horses on their way out. It offered me a good chance to rest. I was definitely starting to feel the effects of the sudden altitude change (living at 300 meters and arriving less than 13 hours later at 2030 meters at the trailhead). By the time we reached the Rainbow Creek trail I was in tough shape. My legs and feet were fine, but the heart and lungs just couldn’t keep up. We still had 4-5 kilometers (and 400+ meters) to go just to Lake Columbine. I started to realize that I was not going to make it to Lake Pentad today. There was just no way. I was feeling disappointed and really felt like I had let the others down. But they were understanding and decided to make camp at Lake Columbine.
I knew I had trained hard, but I hoped that it was just the lack of acclimatization. I really didn’t want to let them down, but I knew they were disappointed in not making it to Lake Pentad.
Doug and I did get out to photograph the creek out of Lake Columbine:
An hour or so after we set up camp, our decision to stop was validated as a huge lightning and hail storm suddenly erupted over the pass and then descended on our camp. We had just started eating our dinner when dime sized hail fell for what seemed to be an hour leaving the ground covered with about 5 cm of hail. And it rained and we got soaked. Fortunately, Chris and Tyler are quite the firebugs and got a good fire going and warmed us up.

After that excitement, my energy level drained quickly and I headed off to bed and the dryness of our tent. Before I was settled in my sleeping bag it started to rain again. Doug called it quits, too.



































