Near the start of my hike the trail came to the southern point of the Indian Peaks Wilderness at the abandoned Corona site. This foundation is all that remains:
Last summer I was able to drive a different section of the Rollins Pass Road up to 11,000 feet from the east side of the Rockies and hike down to the Forest Lakes. Originally vehicles could drive the entire route, but a tunnel cave-in a few years ago closed about five miles of the road.
What really attracted me to hike here today, however, was the chance to hike the High Lonesome Trail along the Continental Divide. I find the name of that trail irresistibly appealing.
Two summers ago when I hiked up to Rogers Pass, I reached another section of the High Lonesome, but didn’t have a chance to hike along it. Then last summer I celebrated my 73rd birthday by falling down a glacier with my backpack just short of reaching the High Lonesome. That trip took me to Devils Thumb Trail, but I had to abandon my plan to hike along the High Lonesome and return by way of King Lake, where I went today.
Today I succeeded in hiking to King Lake. Like Devils Thumb Lake a few miles to the north, King Lake is just below the Continental Divide:
Hiking on down from King Lake, I saw some beautiful country:
I had intended to another couple of miles to Betty Lake and then on to Bob Lake. But the sky grew darker and darker as a storm approached. I don’t know of any more dangerous place to be in a lightening storm than above the tree line, especially hiking along the Continental Divide.
Unwilling to chance it, I turned back. In the event I got off the mountain well before the storm broke. I count the day as a success because I achieved my main goal of hiking along the High Lonesome Trail and lived to write about it.