Brady Rock
 
  • Location: Medicine Bow National Forest, east of Laramie, Wyoming
  • Access: Multiple access points of the Headquarters Rd (FR707), which is accessed off I-80 from the Vedauwoo exit, or from Happy Jack Rd, 5 miles east of the Happy Jack exit from I-80. The Blair Wallis picnic area, or nearby, is a good place to start. 
  • Trails: No official trail, but there are lots of social trails in the area. Cross-country travel is quite easy, and the topography invites exploration and bouldering. A loop around Brady Rock is approximately 4 miles with 400’ elevation gain.
  • Maps: USGS 7.5’ quad: Sherman Mts West
  • Fees: $5 to park in the Blair-Wallis picnic area
  • Dogs: No posted regulations, though there may be leash rules within the picnic area.
  • Webcam: Vedauwoo Exit cam (2 miles south)
  • Weather: Current conditions    Local Forecast

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July 14, 2012
Looking at my map of Vedauwoo, I noted I had never been to a certain cluster of small prominences near Middle Crow Creek shown as Brady Rock. Today seemed like a good day to check it out. Driving in from the north, I kept my eyes peeled for the two picnic areas, which seemed like they’d be good starting points for a loop around Brady Rock. The first picnic area was apparently closed, as the relict road had a big “No Vehicles” sign planted in it. The second picnic area was a fee area, and since I really had no interest in picnicking, I passed it by and parked off the road about ½ mile further on. 

Henry and Makenzie spilled out of the car when I opened the back door, and it was all I could do to keep them corralled while I splashed on sunscreen and got my pack on. Down we went through the pines and aspen to the willow jungle by the creek. Crossing Middle Crow Creek turned out to be a lot harder than I thought it would, what with the large expanses of open water behind the beaver dams, and the multiple braided channels draining from them. I ended up hiking upstream almost to the picnic area to find a suitable crossing. Once across, the three of us headed downstream towards a blue line on the map that headed north, and seemed like a good spot to start looping counterclockwise around the cluster of granite blocks, one of which was Brady Rock. It was hard to tell which one was the tallest of them, but the point is academic, anyway. When we got to the drainage that came in from the north, I learned that somebody long before me had the same idea of this being a good spot to head north, and that somebody decided to build a trail right up the gulley. Easy. We took to the trail and enjoyed a leisurely stroll north on a well-defined but unmarked route that ran through sections of aspen, then ponderosa, and then open meadow, before heading back into the pines and to a wire fence with a gate, beyond which lay a 4-wheel drive road. 

By this time we were pretty well east of Brady Rock. I recognized our location, as Sherman Mt lay just to the right of the road, and decided we should give a go at the top. Off we went, into the aspen, enjoying the cool shade cast by the fluttering green leaves. Cow shit everywhere, much of it fresh. I suspect I will need to have the metronidozole ready for the dogs when they show symptoms of giardia in about 5 days. We worked our way towards the saddle between Sherman Mt and the sub-peak to the north, but the jumbled boulders kept kicking me out of the center of the drainage and forcing me north, so that we ended up on the spine of the subpeak. The dogs were having a tough time with the big boulders, so I set them up in the shade of a big Douglas fir, told them to stay, and then I dashed for the top, clamboring over boulders and using my hands to chimney up tight spots and chutes. Alas, I was not able to get to the very tip-top, as the pitch became too steep, but I was able to get some nearly-panoramic views from lower down. 

I didn’t dally at the high points, but scrambled on back down to Makenzie and Henry, who were waiting anxiously for me in the shade. Reunited, we tracked back down the mountain, and Makenzie’s nose made sure we followed the exact route down. We stopped in an aspen grove because I was taken with a particularly interesting large boulder that begged to be sat on for a nice rest where I took off my boots and cooled down for a while.  Back at the road, we returned to the gate, and once through, set off to the north to get north of Brady Rock for the return trip. We crossed through open sagebrush dotted with very large ponderosa pines. Clouds rolled in, bringing a welcome cool breeze. In no time, we reached another fence with a gate, which we crossed through, and immediately we were back on another trail heading just the direction I wanted to go. There are an amazing number of trails and roads in this part of the forest. Decades ago, this entire area was a military training ground, and I suspect most of the roads and trails stem from that era. 

The trail turned into a rough road that got better, and soon I passed a couple of guys camping, and then I spilled out onto a pretty good road that I had been on months before. More tents, more trucks. Pretty busy in here. I took off uphill and over a couple of drainages, passing by a creepy vertical log structure covered with blue tarps. Voices drifted down from the rocks above, but nobody in sight. Graffiti on the rocks indicated frequent use, and easy vehicular access (I’ve rarely seen grafitti more than a few hundred feet from a road). We circled on around to the west side of the rocks, and in no time we were drawing down through the old picnic area, with remnant tables and fire rings a testament to a bygone era of frolicking. Soon we were back at Middle Crow Creek. I’d intended to stay east and north of the creek until we got back to our original crossing point, but it wasn’t possible as the creek ran right up against massive rocks that were difficult to get around. We merely crossed the creek where convenient, and essentially walked the road back, though we stayed a hundred feet or so from the road to avoid cars. We got back to the car about 2.5 hours after leaving. I had in my head that I might try to get to the top of Brady Rock, but from all angles it appears to be much more than a scramble to the top.
 

Brady Rock, Wyoming
From the Sherman massif, looking northwest to Pole Mountain
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Brady Rock from the north
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Another view of Brady. From afar, it's easy to pick out the tallest formation, but up close the forest and terrain obscure the view.
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Sherman Mt and the spiky northern subpeak.
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Great granite sculptures hidden throughout the forest.
Brady Rock, Wyoming
The meadows and ponds at Middle Crow Creek
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Just north of Middle Crow Creek
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Heading east towards Sherman Mountain
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Typical granite formations along the route
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Makenzie, hiking fanatic
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
One of the nicer stretches of trail on the loop
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Sherman Mt, on the right. The subpeak to the north is a fun destination, though tricky to summit.
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Aspen stand on the west flank of Sherman Mt
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Looking back towards Brady Rock from near the top of the unnamed subpeak north of Sherman Mt
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
Looking south to Sherman Mt, which is a fun class II summit
 
Brady Rock, Wyoming
The tip top of the subpeak north of Sherman showing the difficulty in getting to the tip top. Not my bag. This view is as far as I was willing to climb.
 

 


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