Trip report
Jun 17, 2024 — Timber Mountain is an obscure peak on the northern slope of the Pine Valley Mountains, just south of Rencher Peak. I wasn't sure how brushy or affected by wildfire the peak would be, so I prepared to be disappointed and set my expectation that this hike would end at White Rocks Reservoir. From various summits over the last couple of days, I could see the cool geology surrounding the reservoir, so I thought this would be a nice consolation destination if I determined the summit wasn't worth the effort. I was also intrigued by the Summit Trail, which leads up to the eastern slope of Timber Mountain, so I planned to check that out if it was in good enough shape.
I parked at the Mill Flat Trailhead and started along the White Rocks Trail, which was initially just a dirt road closed to motor vehicles that hugged the fence of an adjacent ranch. The road then climbed steeply to higher terrain, where the hiking became mostly flat for a mile or so. The views at first weren't particularly inspiring, but the distant meadows and rolling hills surrounding this portion of the hike were pleasant enough.
The trail turned east and ascended more steeply up a very horse- and cattle-eroded trail up a gully, then north through more sagebrush meadows. I kept my eyes on the western slopes of Timber Mountain, deciding they looked reasonable enough to descend later, so I figured I'd wrap around the peak first via the Summit Trail.
I continued down to White Rocks Reservoir. Due to old tradition, ranchers can allow their cattle to graze in the wilderness, and they sure were grazing here. Clusters of them were everywhere watching me, so I hurried past the White Rocks Reservoir along the Summit Trail. This trail ascended through open slopes on an old roadbed for a short time before the trail became singletrack again and continued climbing south. Overall it was easy to follow, but I did lose the trail a couple of times amongst overgrown grasses or cattle-carved use trails. Still, I pressed on as the Summit Trail headed up a lovely grassy gully dotted with white boulders on the slopes.
I was very happy I chose to take the Summit Trail rather than go up Timber Mountain directly because I wouldn't have seen the beautiful views to the east once I reached the top of this gully at a saddle. It's a bummer this trail isn't in better condition because it's really niec, and I honestly had no idea green meadows and rock formations like this could exist in this part of Utah. Plus it was nice to see Big Point to the south, giving me a nice perspective of the range. I could have just headed west from the saddle over a false summit of Timber Mountain, but I instead chose to wrap around this lump because I was enjoying the landscape immensely.
I left the Summit Trail shortly after and contoured, with some light bushwhacking and minor Class 2 boulder obstacles along the way. I rounded a corner and dropped into a charming grassy clearing at the base of Timber Mountain. I hiked across this and started up the southeastern slope of Timber Mountain, which was quite steep and loose. In hindsight, it may have been easier for me to just take the ridge from the saddle because the slope angle seemed slightly less steep than my route, but the way I went was worthwhile.
I made my way to the summit, far less deadfall-hopping required than I expected, where I got excellent views of the surrounding burn scar and beyond. There was no indication anyone had been here recently. For my descent, I chose to head along the grassy northwest slope of Timber Mountain. It would have been trivial to come up this way and reduce the hike mileage significantly, but I really do recommend the loop I do because the Summit Trail is very pretty. Now at the base of Timber Mountain, I entered the forest and found a social trail leading to a small pond and ultimately back to the White Rocks Trail.
On my way back, I passed a rancher who informed me of his large herd of cattle and that I should probably leave the trail and find another way back. I confess I was pretty annoyed that I was basically asked to leave public land to accommodate commercial grazing, but I guess tradition is tradition or whatever.