In case you aren't aware, the road past the Carbon River Ranger Station is now permanently closed, ever since the 2006 catastrophic storm that washed out roads all over the park. You must now hike 5 miles up the road to the Ipsut Creek Campground before reaching the Carbon Glacier Trail. Additionally, a section of the trail just beyond the junction with the Northern Loop Trail is currently closed due to rock slides, so you MUST detour using the Northern Loop Trail across the river, through the woods and up to the glacier. The additional length of the detour makes the entire hike a minimum of 17.5 miles. Add on any side trails, such as crossing the suspension bridge at the other end of the Northern Loop Trail junction, the side trip to Ipsut or Chenuis Creek Falls, and you're looking at possibly 19 - 20 miles of hiking for the day, with a gentle but persistant elevation gain from 1700 feet at the ranger station to 3800 at the glacier viewpoint. Be prepared!
Saturday was our 21st anniversary together, so my partner in crime and I settled on the earliest, coolest hike we could find on Rainier, up to Carbon Glacier. Undaunted by the 17.5 mile length because of the gentle nature of the elevation gain, we drove up to the Carbon River Ranger Station to start. Very sweet ranger lady made sure we knew what we were getting into, and gave us a nice trail map. We had already printed a topo map, but hers had nice distances and side trails spelled out. It was pouring rain, and continued to do so for the rest of the hike, except a golden moment at the top. We decided this would be a fine test of our new Marmot lightweight rain jackets, got suited up, donned our packs and soldiered on.
Trail is in rough shape. We only ever encountered a few other people on the trail the entire time, including various members of a WTA trail maintenance party hiking up to Ipsut Creek Campground for a week long (!) stay to clean up the trails, hopefully to remove the rock fall that blocks a large section of the main Carbon Glacier trail. When we feel we are hardcore enough, we're planning on starting to join in on some of these ventures. For now, we salute you, hardy team! In the meantime, the hike up the road started out okay, gentle, steady wide track through old growth forest with bits of the river showing through. But then we started to run into massive drainage issues, having to clamber over obstacles along the edge to skirt deep puddles occupying the entire breadth of the road.
Tried to cut over to Chenuis Falls on the little trail that crosses the river on cut single logs with hand-rails. The water angrily lapped at those bridges, they may be out by now. When we got to the end of the last one we tried, the river had surpassed its previous boundaries, and there was no safe passage any further. We realized that even if we risked splashing through the rivulet that blocked us, by the time we came back from the falls it may be too high to safely cross back. Perhaps it will be doable on a less rainy day, but at that moment, the way was closed and we turned back.
A soaked couple wearing nothing but t-shirts, shorts, tennis shoes and carrying one napsack passed us, just booking up the trail. I admired their tenacity and speed, while my partner called them foolhardy. About a mile from Ipsut Creek Campground, we encountered them coming back at a log bridge over a washout area. They told us that had started seeing big piles of bear scat, and that 300 yards up the trail from us, they saw a HUGE black bear 30 feet off the trail, which is why they had turned back. They urged us to do so, but we decided we would just make a lot of noise, and hopefully he would wander off. Sure enough, we found the GIANT green bear scat piles along the trail, unimaginably large. My partner picked up big stones and began clacking them together as he walked, while I started singing, eyes scanning all sides and ahead. We never did see him, so either the rocks clacking or my terrible singing probably did the job. I would have liked to see him, though at a much safer distance than 30 feet.
We got to Ipsut Creek campground, which has bear boxes and a log-cabin-in-progress. Huddled under tarps on the edge of the cabin construction and ate some trail mix, talked to more WTA peeps, then started on again. From here on out, you are on actual factual trail, not road, much more beautiful and interesting hiking. Right past the campground we took the.2 mile side trail to Ipsut falls, a pretty little area. Beyond there, there was a LOT of water on the trail from numerous overflowing creeks coming down the hillside. Beautiful green rock faces and lush forest on every side. Whole swaths of forest are now flooded below the trail, large trunks withstanding the onslaught of the fast, swollen glacial run-off.
Eventually you reach the rock slide just past the junction with the Northern Loop Trail. You get a good glimpse of the glacier beyond, temptingly out of reach. There is a detour sign that sends you left, and a danger sign past that on the main trail just before the rockslide. We could see what looked like numerous slides blocking the trail ahead. The detour leads you across the river over single log bridges with handrails again. The trail then cuts up a hill with a few switchbacks and into the woods. This is extremely disorienting, and it felt like we were going entirely the wrong way, but my partner kept consulting the topo map and confirming that we were on the right track. There are both unsigned and signed junctions, make sure you have a map! There are also many creek crossings, and these are bad ones. There were blowdowns that had been cut back, but the current state of the creeks/falls were so swollen that the only way to pass was to climb over, around or make giant leaps across on loose rocks. I got stuck a few times, my partner had to give me a hand up - he is 6'6", so had a bit of an easier time than my 5'8" self.
We emerged with great relief from the forest back to the river valley at the junction with the suspension bridge over the river. It had finally stopped raining for a minute, and I was very weary at this point, so we scrambled over to the rocks by the river to look at the cliffs, waterfalls, bridge and glacier and eat our lunch. After, we headed up the trail towards the glacier viewpoint. There were some dicey patches of snow on the trail, some of which we crossed and some of which we skirted carefully, as a misstep here would send us sliding down a very steep slope. I don't think we went all the way up to the official viewpoint, but we got close. It was getting late, and we had a grand view of the glacier from where we were at, so we decided to head back.
We did choose to cross the suspension bridge on the way back, just to check it out. It's really cool, but it bounces and reverberates so much with every step that it gave me The Fear, and I wanted off immediately, both ways.
On the way back we stopped at the WTA party campsite to let them know about the bear, just in case. They sweetly invited us to join them for dinner, but we had just recently eaten and had to book to get back to the car before sundown.
I have to say, from the campground back was a horrible slog. In the 8 hours that had passed, the rain had swollen the puddles so that there were far more and far bigger. It was growing colder and I was very sore at this point. It was kind of a death march back. I have never been happier to see the jeep. We saw a red 4x4 pull up to the parking area, and suspiciously turn around as soon as they saw us while we were unpacking/changing into dry sock and shoes. Be careful about leaving things in your car.
All in all, it was an amazing day and I'm glad I did it. Our Backpacker app said we did 20.6 miles. I'm not totally certain I trust that...my trail map says 19.1. In any case, we pushed a little beyond our capabilities, but it was worth it. I recommend you save this hike for a very sunny day, to minimize the water-on-trail issue, wear water-proof shoes for certain, bring lots of food and water or way to filter, and perhaps wear some bear bells.