Some refer to Devils Mountain as a “dumpster dive” destination or the backup of a backup plan.

Pup and I had also climbed the mountain back to back with Dickerman Mountain seven years ago.

Thanks to a two-day-old trip report, highway was still open clear to the trailhead.

It was only a matter of time before we came back to finish singing song of the Three Witches.

An area I hadn’t explored since the long forgotten trip to Wallace Lake.

Pup and I have been chasing after big mountains nonstop since Memorial Day weekend.

Like Genius, my effort to include the peak in two other trips was also to no avail.

Last-minute plan change led to tackling possibly the last big mountain of the season.

McLeod Fire in mid August forced the closure of many roads and trails near Mazama.