Tombstone Lake (Eagle Cap Wilderness) – 08/16/2023

We woke up at our campsite near West Eagle Creek early hoping to once again get a jump on the oppressive heat. I was planning on hiking from camp to Tombstone Lake and back, but Heather had yet to decide what her plans for the day were. We discussed it over breakfast, and she decided that she would instead follow the West Eagle Trail to Echo and possibly Traverse Lake. The heat had really been taking a toll on her and the shorter distance coupled with much less elevation gain seemed a smarter option all the way around. This was also one of the options for Sullivan’s Tombstone Lake featured hike so she would still be able to cross that one off the to-do-list (post).

Before we could set off we divided up our supplies making sure we each had ways to get more water (she took the pump and I took the purification tablets) and go to the bathroom if necessary. I took the Garmin inReach because let’s face it, I’m much more likely to do something stupid.

I’ll be covering my hike to Tombstone Lake for the remainder of this post. As soon as I was ready to go I said goodbye to Heather and set off on the West Eagle Trail.
The path from camp meeting the West Eagle Trail.

It was a little before 6:30am when I started.

After a brief gradual climb the trail began a series of 10 switchbacks before reaching the junction with the Tombstone Lake Trail a half mile from camp.
Switchbacks would be a theme for these last two days.

The trail junction on the ridge ahead.

I turned onto the Tombstone Lake Trail which gently climbed at first as it traversed a slope above West Eagle Creek.

After a quarter mile the trail crossed the creek and then began a long climb via 45 switchbacks to a basin.
The West Eagle Creek crossing.

There was a large waterfall on West Eagle Creek flowing from Echo Lake’s basin on the right.

Echo Lake Falls

There was a waterfall ahead at the end of the switchback here, but it was mostly obscured by vegitation.

It was fairly smokey looking ESE in the morning.

Wildflowers along the trail.

Several switchbacks were along this tributary of West Eagle Creek. This particular spot would provide me with much needed water on my descent.

It looked like there might be a bit of a waterfall along this stream as well.

Looking up the stream at another cascade.

The upper portion entered an old fire scar and sunlight which heated things up quickly.

Northern flicker

Every time I thought I was at the basin the trail would switchback to find more hillside.

Mountain bluebird

Surely that is the crest.

It was not, up I go.

Smoke to the South.

Echo Lake across the valley.

Finally done with the switchbacks I could see the next climb in the distance ahead, but for now I had a bit of a reprieve.

Sullivan’s map had made the section of trail passing through the meadowed basin appear decently long, but it turned out to be just over a half mile. This more level section still managed to include a pair of switchbacks as the trail went from a smaller lower basin to a much larger meadow.

Lousewort

Columbian ground squirrel

Gentians, one of my favorite wildflowers.

The larger meadow ahead.

We had spoken to a couple of women at the trailhead the day before, and they had mentioned that a group with llamas was heading into Tombstone Lake. I wound up passing their camp at the start of the meadow.
Their camp was uphill to the left. The stream here was lined with wildflowers.

Lewis monkeyflower, aster (or fleabane), and fringed grass of parnassus.

The trail all but disappeared on the far side of the stream, but small cairns helped mark the way.

Cairns along the trail through the meadow.

Yellow Wallowa Indian paintbrush

At the far end of the meadow the trail began another series of over 20 switchbacks as it climbed to a pass. Luckily it was quite a bit cooler near the meadow and there were a lot more flowers which made this climb a little more tolerable.
Heading up again.

Larkspur

White mariposa lily

Looking back down into the basin.

False hellebore

Coiled lousewort

As I was climbing I heard a helicopter that sounded very nearby. I wondered if it was possibly getting water from one of the lakes for a fire, but then it flew overhead from the direction of the pass.

It looked like it had stretcher not a bucket hanging underneath. Hopefully if anyone was in it they’re okay.

View of the basin headwall.

View back down the valley.

Phlox

Chipmunk

Golden-mantled ground squirrel

Arriving at the pass.

Smokey view from the pass.

Tombstone Butte, Swabb Mountain, with Granite Butte behind in between, and China Cap to the right.

The pass at nearly 8200′.

After a short break at the pass I started my descent toward Tombstone Lake. After a pair of switchbacks the trail straightened out and traversed a hillside below a ridge for half a mile.

The views along this section continued to improve the further I went.
Tombstone Lake below.

Sturgill Peak

Tombstone Lake is a series of connected bodies of water.

A phacelia.

At the end of the half mile the trail turned toward the lake and descended another series of switchbacks, 16 in all, before again straightening out and gradually descending to the lakeshore.

Rosy paintbrush

Finally at the lake.

Gentian along the lakeshore.

Swamp onion along the shore of one of the smaller bodies of water.

Trout

After exploring the lakes and taking a short break I checked my water supply and decided that I still had half my supply left. I decided to hold off on getting more until I was on the other side of the pass and headed down. I headed back and began counting down the 16 switchbacks as I climbed.

All trip I had wondered if there were any pikas in the area but we hadn’t seen or heard any, so I had come to believe that maybe there weren’t any. As I passed through a granite boulder field though I spotted a brown flash carrying a clump of greens.
Pika!

At the top of the switchbacks I left the trail just below a gap in the ridge and climbed to see what the view might be like.
The Tombstone Lake Trail from the gap.

Eagle Cap in the middle and Needle Point in the distance to the right.

Eagle Cap (post) is the tallest hump in the middle.

The East Fork Elk Creek valley below.

After checking out the view I made the half mile climb to the pass where I took another break.

After the break I headed back down. I paused near the meadow to let the llama group pass as they headed for Tombstone Lake. I let them know that I hadn’t seen anyone else at the lake and then continued on into the meadow.
Starting the switchbacks down.

I spent a little more time looking at the wildflowers this time through.

Hawk

Sphinx moth visiting some Lewis monkeyflower

Some nice paintbrush

Clumps of gentians

Gentians

Swamp onion

Leaving the basins to start the giant set of switchbacks down.

The smoke had become less of an issue on the way down allowing me to see Echo Lake a little more clearly.

I ran out of water in my bladder and was down to half a hydro flask when I arrived at the stream along the switchbacks, so I stepped off the trail and took the opportunity to refill the bladder and use the Iodine tablets.
This little cascade was perfect for filling the bladder.

From my spot along the stream I could see some of the West Eagle Trail on the far hillside, so I started looking for Heather. It took a few minutes, but I eventually spotted her descending her own set of switchbacks.

After the first 5 minutes were up I shook the bladder then started another 30-minute timer and started hiking again.
Echo Lake Falls straight ahead.

Recrossing West Eagle Creek.

One last look up at where I’d come from.

My timer went off just before arriving at the junction with the West Eagle Trail where I ran into Heather who was taking a short break.

We headed back to camp together.

Small unnamed waterfall on an unnamed creek.

It was again way too hot at camp so after we rested for a bit we headed to the creek to find some shade and soak are feet in the cold water. After we’d finally cooled down a bit we replenished our water supplies and returned to camp for dinner and bed.
Sphinx moth at camp.

Not sure what type of caterpillar this is but it was pretty. It was on the same larkspur the sphinx moth was visiting.

While we don’t intentionally feed the wildlife this green comma seemed to like the sweaty socks.

The hike to Tombstone Lake wound up being 13.3 miles with 3000′ of elevation gain, and a whole lot of switchbacking.

Heather had made a good choice by passing on this one given the heat, but it was a beautiful hike. She had really enjoyed her hike which we’ll cover in the next post, and she had some helpful information for me regarding trail conditions for my outing the next morning. Happy Trails!

Flickr: Tombstone Lake