Hikers: Maria G., Steve W., Lois P., Mary K., George H., Linden C., Gretchen K., Harley K., Addie K.
Photo Credits: Mary, Linden, Steve
TUE: We left Ashland around 7:15am and arrived at 11am at Canyon Creek trailhead @~3000′. (In earlier years, we’ve had a later start , or car-camped the previous night  at nearby Ripstein Campground). We had clear blue skies — no clouds or smoke; the south-facing canyon was snow-free and definitely hot by end of day. Sections of trail at lower elevations had some poison oak. Many wildflowers. Midweek, we saw few other hikers.
Our destination was the Boulder Creek Lakes trail junction, ~6.5 mi. from the trailhead @~5000′. Most of us camped at a spacious, flat, forested site off the trail between that junction and the Canyon Creek ford, while Mary and George opted for a more spectacular setting a few minutes uphill atop granite slabs. Addie, our newest member, a 11-year-old (77-year human equivalent) yellow lab-mix skipped clothing, a sleeping bag, and our various water filtration systems and cooking systems, thus keeping her base pack weight low; “kibble” might be the next new trend for backpacking food, greatly simplifying menu planning. Some mosquitos were around at dinner and breakfast times, though none on our final colder morning.
WED: After an immediate ford of Canyon Creek (this involved ‘croc-ing up’ then ‘re-booting’), we all ascended ~1.5 mi. to Boulder Creek Lakes (@5848′). Most opted to relax near the lakes; Maria and Lois trekked most of the way toward Forbidden Lakes (@6455′). Mary, George and Steve ascended steep slopes to Mt. Hilton (@8964′), which is the 3rd highest peak in the Trinity Alps; Mt. Caesar is only 2′ higher; Thompson Peak is highest (@9002′). An online route description had waxed rhapsodic: “you find yourself standing on the granite edge of time. The world falls away from beneath your feet in all directions on an inassimilable scale, deep, silent, distant, and timeless. Looking back down the route, you’ll see the irregular blue eyes of the CC Boulder Lakes lying on their back gazing quietly at the sky. The sky is a great blue cup inverted overhead, its apex directly over Mt. Hilton, its rim just touching the distant, miniscule horizon. A faint breeze born out of infinity bears the distant sound of falling water…It is a solid immensity, a feeling of penetrating openness. Infinitesimal perspective.” Wow, who could resist?
The Mt. Hilton description also stated “fairly easy” climb, but with few, vague details: “head for the skyline rocks that look like a castle wall to the east of the summit”. It’s true that route-finding to avoid cliffs and brush was not overly difficult (at least on the way up); the final gully they chose opened to some breathtaking views, but ended exposed, a few hundred feet short of the summit. Rather than continue with some risky 3rd/4th class moves, or backtrack to a different gully (which one?), they sagely decided to descend to Boulder Creek Lakes while aged legs still had energy. An exciting adventure, and as beautiful as claimed, but not “easy”: perhaps the author had suffered from hypoxia or mind-altering substances?
THU: We all hiked ~2 mi. further up the main canyon to Lower Canyon Lake (@5782′), then to Upper Canyon Lake (@5812′). We decided not to trek cross-country to L Lake (done by some in 2011); there had been a proposal to climb to a saddle to view Thompson and Caesar Peaks, and Mirror and Sapphire Lakes, but this was abandoned due to lack of time, tiny climbing quorum and sore legs. Instead, much “lizarding”, i.e., finding of flat surfaces on which to bask, at a beach at Upper Canyon, then later back at Lower Canyon Lake. After dinner, a dice game of Farkle kept us awake awhile longer.
FRI: We decamped before 9am, stopped a few times to admire waterfalls and scout future campsites, saw many hikers coming in, departed the parking lot ~12:30, and ate lunch in Weaverville at the La Grange Cafe. Overall, we all agreed that it was a great trip.