After two partially successful attempts - hikes of Aspen Butte and Mount Ashland - to get above the wildfire smoke that has been choking Southern Oregon and Northern California for several weeks, we were finally faced with Mount McLoughlin, the sixth highest Cascade peak in Oregon. At 9,495 feet, it just had to be high enough to be above the smoke. It just had to be (sob)! If I (the LovedOne having demurred on a grueling ascent in favor of air conditioning at home) got above the smoke, I would (hopefully) be rewarded for the nearly 4,000 of elevation gain this summit demands (making it one of the toughest hikes in Southern Oregon) with BIG VIEWS in all directions. It would also be the first time in many years that I'd climbed it under totally snow-free conditions - which, to me, makes the climb both easier and harder for different reasons. The Mt. McLoughlin Trailhead is located off Highway 140 about halfway between Medford and Klamath Falls. It's on the Fremont-Winema National Forest so there's a $5 trailhead fee (for which you get a nice pit toilet with toilet paper). The Mt. McLoughlin Trail (USFS #3716) starts from the southwest end of the parking lot (there used to be a sign here but some drooler stole it), crosses the Cascade Canal, a man-made channel which moves water from Fourmile Lake to the Rogue Valley,
Cascade Canal
and soon arrives at the wilderness boundary and the Forest Service's warning sign - which is absolutely worth reading if you aren't familiar with this peak's excentricities. For example, this hike starts on one forest (the Fremont-Winema) but soon enters another (the Rogue-Siskiyou), which is good to know should you have to call for help.
At the wilderness boundary
The trail runs level for about 1.5 miles, then becomes increasingly rocky as it starts its relentless climb to the summit. There's a small, waterless campsite at about 7,000 feet and from here I got my first view of Fourmile Lake to the northeast and of the smoke filtering in to the Klamath Lake area from nearby wildfires.
Looking east with Fourmile Lake in the foreground and Pelican Butte beyond
Around 8,000 feet the trail starts emerging from the trees and from here I caught sight of Mount Shasta to the south, barely visible above the staggering amount of smoke from the wildfires in Northern California.
Looking south toward Mount Shasta
Brown Mountain in the foreground and Mount Shasta beyond
At about 8,200 feet, the official trail ends at a sandy saddle - a good place for a break - where I got my first good look at the summit, now only 1,300 rocky feet above!
The summit of Mount McLoughlin from the sandy saddle
What I also got from here were distressing views of the wildfires (Spruce Lake and Blanket Creek) blowing up near Crater Lake to the north,
Smoke from fires buring in and around Crater Lake National Park
and from numerous wildfires to the west of Mount Shasta in Northern California.
Smoke plumes from wildfires burning to the west (right) of Mount Shasta
When there's no snow up here, the use trail up from the saddle is pretty obvious and is marked with little white paint dots here and there. Other use trails can tempt you out on to McLoughlin's south side but sticking as close to the ridgeline as possible is the way to go (both ascending and descending). When all this is covered with snow, it's just a steady climb up (with skis, snowshoes, or boots) - no dodging in and around boulders - which I find is easier if you're comfortable on snow.
The use trail (lower left) at about 8,800 feet
In summer, the last 400 feet is gravel scree, which sucks the life out of each upward step. In winter, it's a smooth climb but one that can be icy and interestingly exposed over McLoughlin's southern slopes.
The last 400 feet is on sandy gravel
And then, mercifully, I was on top. Until 1939, there used to be an active fire lookout up here. It was no longer in service after 1940 and the harsh weather on the summit over the years since has pretty much obliterated it - only some bits and pieces remain.
Looking at the summit from the site of the old fire lookout
Another hiker stands on the site of the old fire lookout
I'd gotten an early start so the entire climb up had been under pleasantly cool conditions, with what smoke there was getting less and less with each step up. The air on the summit, while thinner, was (as hoped for) clear, fresh, and smoke-free. The big views in all directions were, however, very sadly dominated by wildfires and their attendant layers of smoke.
Looking north toward the fires around Crater Lake National Park
Looking east toward the smoked-covered Klamath Lake (Fourmile Lake is visible on the left)
Looking south toward Mount Shasta and the fires in Northern California
Looking west toward the smoke-choked Rogue River Valley
I would have spent more time of the summit, but wanted to get down before the air temperature warmed toward triple digits in the afternoon. Going down, I got one more view of the North Pelican fire blazing away on the slopes of Pelican Butte to the northeast.
Smoke (left) from the North Pelican fire on the slopes of Pelican Butte
Because of the rocky trail, going down wasn't all that much faster than going up. And by early afternoon, smoke had started infiltrating the forest and the air temperature had shot up into the high 80ºFs. Much of the trail lower down is in the shade of the forest but where I had to cross a sunny patch, I could feel the heat like an oven door opening. Gasp! So, after a stiff hike (9.1 miles roundtrip; 3,900 feet of elevation gain), I got above the smoke, only to be seriously disheartened by big views of the many wildfires burning in our area. We seem to be in the grips of one of the worst fire seasons in recent years, with the outright suppression of the old days having to give way to "management", with its tough choices as to where to hold the line, and eventally to restoration (but likely not back to the forests that I grew-up in). Fire and fire policy are enormously complex and controversial topics, but Stephen Pyne's Between Two Fires: A Fire History of Contemporary America is an approachable academic treatment of the topic, while Timothy Egan's The Big Burn is an immensely readable story about the largest wildfire in U.S. history - and the one that got us started down the path of suppression. With fire, as with all things, change happens, but I am still going to mourn for the forests I once knew.
My track to the summit of Mount McLoughlin
Surrounded by Fires (Mount McLoughlin) 01-Sep-2017
Re: Surrounded by Fires (Mount McLoughlin) 01-Sep-2017
Good job on figuring a solution to the all-encircling haze (hack, cough). You still manage to post inviting photos! Air quality in PDX now bordering on extremely hazardous. We are in the soup for sure. Must limit energy output . . .
Re: Surrounded by Fires (Mount McLoughlin) 01-Sep-2017
Thanks, but it was only a temporary solution. The AQI hit 330 here in Medford this morning - it's physically painful to go outside without a mask or respirator. Sadly, all those clouds of smoke I could see from McLoughlin's summit are over trails that we'd just hiked (lucky we did that) or those that we'd hoped to hike in the near future. It's hard to tell to what extent these fires are brush-clearing ground fires versus forest-finishing crown fires. If they're ground, then hiking may actually be better but if they're crown then not. We hope to go see for ourselves once the rains start and the smoke clears...bobcat wrote:Good job on figuring a solution to the all-encircling haze (hack, cough). You still manage to post inviting photos! Air quality in PDX now bordering on extremely hazardous. We are in the soup for sure. Must limit energy output . . .
Re: Surrounded by Fires (Mount McLoughlin) 01-Sep-2017
Guards watch for fires on the summit of Mt. McLoughlin, August 1910
Courtesy Oregon Hist. Soc. Research Lib., 019365
Source https://oregonencyclopedia.org/articles ... bRdLbpFzg8
"The Cat Hill fire east of Butte Falls was the biggest conflagration in the Crater National Forest. Burning at least 30,000 acres, the fire swept from the slopes of Mount McLoughlin northward along the spine of the Cascades. The Oregonian described the situation at Cat Hill as "almost like a tremendous explosion, scattering sheets of flame in all directions." Forest Supervisor Martin Erickson and his crew of Greek railroad laborers took refuge in the shallow Twin Ponds "to keep from being roasted." Arriving at the Medford depot in the smoke-filled Rogue Valley on August 20, 1910, companies E and M of the 1st Infantry headed to join firefighters at Cat Hill and elsewhere."
VanMarmot - Looking at the summit from the site of the old fire lookout
Courtesy Oregon Hist. Soc. Research Lib., 019365
Source https://oregonencyclopedia.org/articles ... bRdLbpFzg8
"The Cat Hill fire east of Butte Falls was the biggest conflagration in the Crater National Forest. Burning at least 30,000 acres, the fire swept from the slopes of Mount McLoughlin northward along the spine of the Cascades. The Oregonian described the situation at Cat Hill as "almost like a tremendous explosion, scattering sheets of flame in all directions." Forest Supervisor Martin Erickson and his crew of Greek railroad laborers took refuge in the shallow Twin Ponds "to keep from being roasted." Arriving at the Medford depot in the smoke-filled Rogue Valley on August 20, 1910, companies E and M of the 1st Infantry headed to join firefighters at Cat Hill and elsewhere."
VanMarmot - Looking at the summit from the site of the old fire lookout
Re: Surrounded by Fires (Mount McLoughlin) 01-Sep-2017
In the early days, the fire watchers (guards) apparently weren't "coddled" with such luxuries as a fire lookout cabin - just stand out in the open and keep watch! They didn't get a cabin until 1917. And before phone lines were installed, there was signalling of fires using pistol shots or dynamite. Ah, those were the days...jime wrote:Guards watch for fires on the summit of Mt. McLoughlin, August 1910
Courtesy Oregon Hist. Soc. Research Lib., 019365
Source https://oregonencyclopedia.org/articles ... bRdLbpFzg8
But, to quote the Oregon Encyclopedia" further: "The legacy of the 1910 fires was an aggressive policy of fire detection and suppression—all forest fires, anywhere and everywhere—in the West. The new policy ignored the role that low-intensity periodic fire had played for centuries in the region, and Oregonians see the result today in the unnaturally dense stands of trees and brush that carpet much of the public forests—forests that have become prone to disease, insect infestation, and, ironically, destructive high-severity fire.