Packsaddle Mountain
The old adage that the journey is more important than the destination would aptly describe my adventure on Packsaddle Mountain, a rather obscure peak on the eastern shore of Lake Pend Oreille in the Idaho Panhandle.  The day after climbing Leatherman Peak, I drove north from Challis in central Idaho and eventually cut through Montana to get to Coeur D'Alene.  From there, I continued north to Sandpoint and ultimately ended up in Clark Fork, a small town situated where its namesake river drains into Lake Pend Oreille.  Having consulted Tom Lopezís Idaho: A Climbing Guide, I made plans to hike up Scotchman Peak which is located about 8.5 kilometres northeast of Clark Fork.  Arriving at nightfall, I crossed the bridge on the south side of town and briefly drove along the Pend Oreille Shore Road (FS-278) looking for places to camp.  Finding myself getting further and further away from town, I turned around and headed back through Clark Fork with the intention of camping at the trailhead for Scotchman Peak.  Everything was going smoothly until I ran into a roadblock a few kilometres up the access road.  A notice on the roadblock stated that the area surrounding Scotchman Peak was closed due to fire danger.  Disappointed at the turn of events, I consulted Lopezís book and my Idaho recreational map to find a Plan B.  Plan B ended up being Packsaddle Mountain which is located about 18.6 kilometres southwest of Clark Fork.  I turned my car around and drove back through town and across the river to FS-278.  This time I drove farther until I reached a fork in the road where there appeared to be another roadblock.  Initially, I thought that the left-hand fork was closed; consequently, I turned down the right-hand fork which quickly ended at a parking lot near a boat launch (Derr Creek).  I made a mental note about possibly camping here if I could not find a more suitable spot.

With access to Packsaddle Mountain seemingly closed just like Scotchman Peak, I was out of ideas and ready to just move on.  I drove back to Clark Fork with intentions of backtracking all the way to Coeur D'Alene to sleep at a rest stop on the I-90.  As I entered the town for the umpteenth time, I felt thirsty and decided to stop at a convenience store to get a drink.  While browsing the store, I happened to find an Idaho Panhandle Forest Service map which has an amazing amount of detail regarding the local forestry roads and trails.  At first, I was reluctant to purchase the map for $12 USD since I was leaving the area anyway, but when I went to pay for my drink, I noticed on the cashier's counter a recent fire closure map which was derived from the same Forest Service map I was just perusing.  As I studied the fire closure map, I realized that only the eastern access for Packsaddle Mountain was closed.  The summit was not in the closure zone and could still be accessed by alternate approaches from the west along FS-278.  What confused me though was the roadblock I encountered back at the fork.  Curiosity got the best of me, and I added the Forest Service map to my purchase.  I even asked the cashier if I could take the fire closure map.  She was a little hesitant at first since it was the only copy she had left, but I think she eventually relented since I was a paying customer!

After studying the maps at length in my car outside the convenience store, I drove back to the fork, and this time I noticed that the "roadblock" was actually positioned such as to allow traffic to continue and to also draw attention to the closure of Monarch Ridge Road (FS-1066) which branches off from FS-278 further up and leads to the eastern access for Packsaddle Mountain.  I continued driving along FS-278 not only to check out the western accesses for Packsaddle Mountain but to also find a campground (Whiskey Rock) which is located on the eastern shores of Lake Pend Oreille.  Driving unfamiliar logging roads is bad enough during the day, and I might have been a bit insane to go exploring them in the night.  However, armed with the Forest Service map, I felt confident about negotiating the maze of roads in the area.  FS-278 is a wide and relatively well-maintained gravel road which is easy to follow, but it is very windy with lots of ups and downs.  I stopped at every signed junction to verify my position on the map, and it seemed to take an inordinately long time to make any progress along the road.  I eventually passed the turnoff (Falls Creek Road) that leads to the trailhead for Minerva Ridge which is one of the western approaches for Packsaddle Mountain.  Since it was too dark to investigate the trailhead, I continued driving for about another 4 kilometres before I reached Whiskey Rock campground (pit toilets, picnic tables, fire rings, no fees).  The campground was, perhaps not surprisingly, deserted, and it felt a little creepy at first.  The feeling passed soon enough especially when I realized that I still had cel phone reception way out here.  I posted my location on Facebook before drifting off to sleep.

Unfortunately, my sleep was disturbed throughout the night by some rascally rodent skittering about under my car, and I was not feeling as restful as I would have hoped on the morning of 2 September 2015.  I took a few minutes to check out the view of Lake Pend Oreille before leaving the campground and driving back to Falls Creek Road.  About 300 metres after leaving FS-278, I came to yet another fork in the road.  The right-hand fork is the continuation of Falls Creek Road, but the overgrown left-hand fork supposedly leads to the Minerva Ridge trailhead about 420 metres further.  Worried about scratching the paint on my car, I got out with my GPS and walked down the left-hand fork to look for the trailhead.  Strangely enough, the trailhead was nowhere to be found.  I walked well past where I was expecting the trailhead to be and back again, and nowhere did I see anything even resembling a trail along that stretch of road.  The Minerva Ridge trailhead, if it ever existed, was completely reclaimed.  The Falls Creek trail is yet another alternate access for Packsaddle Mountain, and I briefly drove up the right-hand fork before turning around because I was not sure if this trailhead would also be reclaimed.  Back at the fork, I tried one more time to locate the Minerva Ridge trail by making a beeline through the bush to where I thought I would intersect the trail.  Sure enough, I found the trail as marked in my GPS, but it was so overgrown that I immediately lost the trail as soon as I tried to trace it back out to the road.  The prospect of being able to follow the trail up Minerva Ridge did not seem very promising, and I dejectedly retreated back to my car.

I was ready to give up at this point when a couple of dirt bikers came down Falls Creek Road and stopped at the fork.  I got out of my car to chat with one of them, and it turns out that they were workers contracted by the Forest Service to help clear and maintain trails throughout the Idaho Panhandle.  They confirmed my suspicions about the Minerva Ridge trail being largely reclaimed, but they also informed me that the Falls Creek trail was in good shape and clear all the way to the summit of Packsaddle Mountain which was where they had just descended from.  I thanked them for the information and promptly drove back up the right-hand fork all the way to the Falls Creek trailhead which was signed and obvious.

After all the effort it took to finally get to a trailhead, the hike up Falls Creek and the summit of Packsaddle Mountain seemed almost anticlimactic.  As promised by the workers, the trail was in excellent shape, and I was quite impressed that they were able to ride down some sections of trail that I would have deemed impossible or crazy for a mountain bike.  Bear scat was very abundant, and I made more noise than usual for my solo outings.  Most of the trail is forested, and only just below the summit do the trees finally thin out and grant unobstructed views of the surroundings.  I tiptoed around the debris on the summit for a little over 20 minutes before light rain chased me off.  My return hike to my car was pleasantly uneventful.

Instead of backtracking to Clark Fork, I continued south along FS-278 in hopes of shortening my drive back to Coeur D'Alene.  This southern portion of the Pend Oreille Shore Road is just as long-winded as the northern portion, but I was surprised to see a fair amount of development along the road including a resort and a luxurious lakeside village (Cedar Creek).  After driving for so long on gravel, it felt a little odd getting back onto pavement at Bunco Corners at the southern terminus of FS-278.  I eventually drove through Coeur D'Alene and headed west on the I-90 into Washington where I found a nice rest area (Ryegrass) to stop for the night.  Interestingly, I had a much better sleep here beside the busy highway than I did at the much quieter (perhaps too quiet) Whiskey Rock campground.
I would almost drive over Bernard Peak later in the day on my way out. Looking southwest from Whiskey Rock campground, Cape Horn Peak (right of centre) and Bernard Peak (left of centre) are visible across Lake Pend Oreille.
All that is missing are some dwarves and a hobbit. The signpost marks the start of Falls Creek trail (FST-229).
All that is missing is a can of beans. Found near a rustic camp site, these appear to be old makeshift shelves that are being snapped as the trees grow in size.
The bone was gone by the time I returned on my hike out. Creepy. An AA battery gives some perspective to the size of this bone that Sonny found on the trail.
I still can't believe someone can ride their dirt bike on parts of this trail! The Falls Creek trail is forested for most of the way up Packsaddle Mountain.
Well, at least the trail has an end if it doesn't have a start! This is the junction of Falls Creek trail and Minerva Ridge trail (FST-610).
I guess they weren't worried about all this stuff going up in smoke in light of the recent fire closures! An antenna sits at the base of the summit block.
Watch out for nails and broken glass! The Forest Service should really clean up this awful mess. Remnants of an old lookout building still occupy the top of Packsaddle Mountain.
I look so thrilled... Sonny stands on the 1944-metre summit of Packsaddle Mountain.
I didn't bother to visit the lower summit...maybe if I come back in my next life... The lower south summit of Packsaddle Mountain is a short distance away.
The vague bump at the far end of the ridge is actually known as Minerva Peak! In this view to the north, Minerva Ridge can be seen in the foreground and stretching away to the left.
This almost made the trip worthwhile...almost. Sunbeams strike Lake Pend Oreille as rain clouds move into the area.
I guess a dragon is sorta bird-like... There are some interesting fence ornaments along one stretch of Pend Oreille Shore Road (FS-278).

 I think "Nipple Peak" would be a more appropriate name.

An opening along Pend Oreille Shore Road near its southern terminus grants this view of Packsaddle Mountain.

The roller coaster ride reminds me of the drive along the entire length of Pend Oreille Shore Road. The Silverwood Theme Park is an arresting sight after a full day spent in the woods of the Coeur D'Alene Mountains.
Don't waste your time with this peak unless you have a dirt bike! Total Distance:  16.9 kilometres
Round-Trip Time:  5 hours 35 minutes
Net Elevation Gain:  980 metres

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