This section describes the approach to Eagle Peak via the Eagle Creek drainage. From the Buckeye Campground Trailhead described on the main page, depart southbound up a use trail directly uphill. This will soon merge onto an abandoned road, which serves as the trail. Pass through the gate you will soon encounter, and continue upward. When the road leads across the creek via a dilapidated log bridge delineated by white markers and reflectors, leave the road before you cross the creek, and turn right, uphill, until you reach a fence. Follow the fence westward to a gate, and pass through here. The trail from here on out is mostly a game/cattle trail, and can sometimes be tough to follow, especially in the dark.
Always stay on the northwest side of the creek. After 6 miles or so, the peak comes into sight on your right. This approach serves the Southeat Face and Southeast Ridge. The scenery along the approach is not too exciting, but the summit view is very worthwhile.
The Southeast Face is straightforward. There is a large vertical intruded dike visible high on the face, light colored rock amongst the dark metamorphic, pass just to the left of this dike. The rock is loose and friable, choose your hand and foot holds carefully. From the base of the face, the summit is not visible, although it appears to be so. At the top of the face, join the Southeast Ridge, and contour along the crest of the ridge, avoiding a false-summit block on the right, and continue on easy ground to the summit.
Bring your favorite hikers and lots of water or a good filter. Cattle do use the creek, so filter any creek water you wish to drink. Early season or winter ascents will require the appropriate gear.
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On 6/27/08, I found the trail to be in good shape and easy to follow. There were just a few downed trees across the trail and no cattle.
Posted Jun 28, 2008 1:58 pm
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