Mott Lake to Bighorn Lake

Our second night out I learned that Pikas may be somewhat nocturnal. One had a territory in a talus pile near our tent, and I heard its loud persistent call multiple times after the half-moon had risen. Sleeping isn't always easy on a backpacking trip. The morning bird song was restricted to some local White-crowned Sparrows, though the area was hopping with Wilson's Warblers, Gray-crowned Rosy Finches and a couple of Empidonax Flycatchers, too. Mott Lake was completely still that morning; it was beautiful.

Mott Lake in the morning.
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As I mentioned, this was the first day we went off-trail. There's a faint use trail in a few places to Bighorn, but not at the points when it counts, and not very often. It was a beautiful hike, though, up through cool mountain meadows right at the base of some towering peaks. You have to climb a little to get out of Mott Lake's basin, but the hike along the meadows is through a generally flat glacial valley towards the outlets of Bighorn and Rosy Finch Lakes. From there, you cut back and the left up towards a large tarn before traversing over some faulted glacial boulders to get to the actual lake.

Libby and the meadows.
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We had lunch at the tarn, and it wasn't very far from there to Bighorn, though it wasn't possible to just walk straight there. We did get a little off-target in our original attempt to reach the tarn, but it all worked out OK in the end.

Libby relaxing at the tarn.
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Once we got to Bighorn Lake we did a dayhike up to the pass - Bighorn Pass - we were going to take the next day (Joe in the morning, us in the afternoon). It provided a great view of the backcountry behind Mammoth, an area that the Rowleys have been spending time in ever since Grandpa was a boy.

Red Slate and the Tully Lake area.
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Then Libby, Dad, and I all hiked down a little and around and up to another little pass on the flank of Mount Izaak Walton. From there you can see Lake Izaak Walton, and more of the same backcountry as from Bighorn Pass. That was our last night with Joe, who had to get out of the backcountry earlier than us. Pictures of the day can be found at: Backpack Day 3.