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Published November 1st by FalconGuides first published October More Details Original Title. Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. At the summit of South Dix. Remember that father-daughter pair we saw? They were coming back from East Dix and he took our picture. It was nice this guy would do it. At the summit of East Dix. On the way down, we opted to take the Lillian Brook Trail instead of going down the slide.
So, we decided to go on this trail, which was also unmarked. The topo map was impressive and the descent was HARD. So, we were on the Lillian Brook trail and we were just hoping to get on the marked trail back to the parking lot before it got dark. We did have flashlights, but were not looking forward to stumbling around in the mud and the rocks at night. The good news is, we DID find it and before dark. The bad news was, we still had 3 miles to go! I have to admit, I was more than a little scared. It was creepy. I had to be brave for the kids.
We heard rustling in the underbrush but never saw anything. Not even kidding. Hiking for over an hour in the dark made our story. We had flashlights, but five tiny flashlights against the big woods are small comfort. What did they start to do? They sang. It was great. It really made time fly and probably scared away the s of bears that were out there. I almost marched right past the sign in box. Notice it is NOT daylight here! More tradition: the photo of dirty boots at the end of the hike. We were SO incredibly dirty!
Does anyone have any suggestions for arch support? We were SO pumped! Put another successful hike in the books for us! We have a family joke. What a day! Hooray for a three-day weekend! Today we hiked Cascade again. This was the fourth time for my littlest ones and me. Cascade is a PEAK. She did great, for the record—it was not a cakewalk and she breathed hard the whole time, but I applaud her spunk. She even did Porter as a second peak! It was a perfect day. The kids are getting older and faster.
We did the whole hike in just under five hours. A little deet and short breaks kept them at bay for the most part. One did bite me. It hurt! It would be horrible to have many biting. My son used his bug net because they seemed to like his face a lot.
Generally, after one of our hikes, we have our family photo, taken at the top of the peak, inspirational views in the background. Well, this time, here is our family photo, taken at the peak. Somehow I feel…cheated? Our youngest even said it, in the car coming back. I mean, you do all the work to get to the top. At the very least you should be able to SEE something. For now, here are the stats:. Peaks: Nye altitude ft and Street altitude ft. We started the climb at am. It was sunny, 67 degrees F and humid.
The bugs were almost non-existent THAT is a positive! Total mileage: 8. Total time, 8 hours, 43 minutes. I had climbed Cascade and wanted more. Say WHAT? The hurricane of changed all that. Oh that it were so!!! But, as climbs go, it was not overly demanding for our family children ages 13, 10 and 8 and two parents in relatively good levels of physical fitness, ages But, like I said, the book was written 14 years ago and a lot can change in that amount of time.
One thing I will say about the blowdown evidence. And it was fascinating. I think we got lucky. It was really interesting to see where the trees had been blown down on the mountain, pushed over like toothpicks. In several places, there were massive birches that were mangled and thrown down. The trees were only about 3 inches high and they covered the forest floor.
Later on, we could see the trees at about a 4 foot height. It looked like a Christmas tree farm. That was cool. So, we started this hike and about 45 minutes into it approximately 1. There was a little bit of mud, but nothing terrible and the trail was good. We were worried about finding the cairns that pointed us to the stream crossing, but we found them easily, no problem. We walked up on tree roots. It was almost like walking on stairs.
It was unbelievable. It seemed like we were doing this part for hours.
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We hiked along and then IN a little stream. It was muddy and did I mention? We had to take little tiny steps and stop often to get our breath. We let our little one be the pace-setter. Of course, then she fell. Maybe not happily, but hey. As we were hiking, we saw fewer people on this mountain than we have ever seen. I was just happy to see other kids out there. They passed us again, going down, as we were going up. Later we saw a very large group maybe 9 folks and that was it. The other interesting thing we saw were the beaver dams. There were a LOT of them and they were impressive!
We also saw all the trees the beavers had gnawed and moved to make the dams. THAT was cool! Did they KNOW it was going to fall right there? The only wildlife we actually saw were lots of toads. We heard many birds while we were near the bottom of the mountain, not so many up top. And we LOVE finding all the mushrooms. There are so many different kinds! We are very grateful to all the internet reports we read. They were very descriptive and helpful. Sure enough, we found the equipment.
The kids were so curious.
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What was it for? HOW did they get it there? And WHY did they just leave it? We finally made it to the split. We really had to work to find them! Double digits, baby!!! We were able to balance the camera on our backpacks for this one! However, that was all about to change… We made the turn up the mountain and OH.
ADK: Big Slide! Doing my part to help clear the trail. Group shot. At the pond. This was so relaxing. Signing in. Just gorgeous. Oh, good. More rocks to scale. My son, trying to push a boulder down the mountain. Taking a Break—Cascade—Again 24 05 The family at the summit. This is IT??? It's maintained a little. First crossing cairn. Crossing the stream.
The root stairs. A double log crossing! Our little one, building character. Looking at beaver dams. Rusted equipment on the ground. Tree with carved letters. Notice the sign in this picture. An example of blowdown. I have to mention here that a person doing these particular mountains should be doubly careful watching.
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This hike had a double whammy because there WERE many trees across the path. Three out of five of us my husband, elder daughter and son all got nailed in the head by a tree. The parking lot was full of both hikers and photographers eager to get a glimpse of the fall colors. I debated going back to sleep for a few minutes but in the end decided I should probably get going. I was on the trail at 3am. Until I reached the base of the slope to the first access gully.
This was difficult to figure out in the dark: The last time I was here the willows were completely covered in snow and I just climbed right up, but today those willows were taller than I was. I headed across the rocky basin, aiming for the couloir. This next part in italics is personal and has no relevance on the trip report. I do believe in God and find him more in the mountains than in a building surrounded by people.
Often when I hike I have conversations with God. I do most of the talking, but surprisingly I started to feel him talking back rarely, but it happened. I have a need to be liked and I go out of my way to be friendly and helpful. He told me to hike all of the 14ers in Colorado solo. We could market this jointly with The North Face, the girls would get exposure to outdoor experiences and hopefully some free gear.
I felt I had purpose and direction. I was so excited when I summited all 58 14ers solo because I felt I was doing it for a cause. Anyone who follows the 14ers site knows what a disaster that turned out to be, and honestly I just wanted it all to go away. I kept hiking because I like to hike. On my first centennial after finishing the 14ers I felt God telling me to keep hiking the rest of the centennials solo and I balked.
Then Thunder Pyramid happened. Why was this happening to me? People unfriended me both online and in person. The dislike button was hit on my trip reports and I took it all very personally. I think it bordered on harassment. It was definitely bullying. Overwhelmed I broke down and started crying big crocodile tears, taking huge breaths in and out between sobs. A simple lesson we teach out kids and that everyone knows but that I have difficulty accepting.
I thought about just saying it was at 12K but ultimately figured that diminished the experience. With light shoulders and a renewed purpose I started off again. What is he preparing me for where I need to be ok with not caring what other people think about me? I trudged up the talus towards the couloir. This talus was nasty and each step hurt my ankle not sure what I did to it yesterday, but it felt bruised.
It looked like it contained more nasty scree, so I decided to take the rocky rib to the right. This is the route I took:. I need to stress this might not have been the safest way to ascend. The rock was extremely loose and I had to check and re-check hand and foot placement with every step. I stayed closely to the right of the couloir for as long as I could, but eventually I had to enter the couloir for the last part of the climb.
This was actually much easier than it looks and easier than the climb to this point. Once there instead of hiking up the ridge I decided to stay level with the saddle and hike across the right east side of the mountain. This was surprisingly easy. I stayed at the same level as the saddle until I came to a gully. This area took some careful footwork but little climbing. It may have risen to class 3, but realistically was class 2. Next I came to a gully.
This gully was very loose and I kept to the left side for stability, holding onto rocks and handholds in the boulders where available. This felt like class 3. I turned right north and ascended the ridge. I took the solid route up, the dotted route down. Unfortunately, most of the pictures I got at the summit I realized were blurry when I got home still figuring this new camera out. Also, the weather today was absolutely perfect! Those 50mph winds never materialized. I decided to head back down the way most people hike up.
I made my way back to the ridge and down the gully. Also, I know this is usually done as a snow climb, but I felt much safer on the scree and talus than I had on the snow. I made my way back to the West Maroon Creek Trail and hiked out, loving the fall colors in the daylight. There were a ton of people around Maroon Lake when I got there, all enjoying the fall colors. The base of the lake resembles the Snowmass log jam. While the 50mph winds never materialized on the summit s today it was really very windy at the lake.
I decided to head to my truck to clean up and then watch the sunset.
And as soon as it was over I hopped in my truck to drive home. There was a line of vehicles waiting for a parking spot that lasted for over half a mile down the road. They were a nice couple from Georgia who were happy not to have to walk those 13 miles back to their hotel. I hope they enjoy Colorado as much as I do!
After a full week of work in Tennessee where I gorged myself on comfort food fried chicken, fried oysters, collard greens, cornbread, etc. There was one other truck in the large parking area when I arrived. The trail started at the south end of the parking lot.
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It was really easy to follow and had plenty of signs. And heard a rustling in the bushes. I knew there was an animal about 6 feet off the trail, and it felt larger than a coyote but smaller than a bear. Usually when I do this the animal quickly runs in the opposite direction, but this time it started advancing towards me in the dark. Thinking this was not a good sign I braced myself as the animal came closer to me, moving through the tall brush. Was it a rabid raccoon? A baby bear? The downside? Not as much fun as it sounds…. Turned right southeast and followed the train tracks for about a dozen yards, crossed the tracks, and followed the trail up the mountainside.
I was able to follow the marking tape easily through the first area but got lost in the second and ended up climbing a little higher than necessary. There were flies circling the debris. After the avy area I came across some beaver ponds and turned right south. There was a good camping spot after the beaver ponds. Mile 7 was the mile of creek crossings. All of the creek crossings were easy and had several options rocks and fallen trees abound.
The trail continued to climb up the mountainside. There were frequently fallen trees on the trail not from avalanches but they were all passable and for once I celebrated in being short because I could pass under them easily. This part of the hike was really cool because I started hearing elk bugling.
The bugling lasted for over an hour and came from all directions. The trail was well defined all the way to the basin. I reached the basin at 9. There was a light dusting of snow on the Trinities. I followed the trail through the willows and lost one of my gloves. I turned right southwest at the campsite at 9. The goal is to gain the saddle at the top of the gully. I strapped on my microspikes and took the solid line up, dotted line down. This eventually led me to an area of the mountain separated by a gully.
I summited Vestal Peak, my th Centennial, at 10am, after 8. I decided to keep my microspikes on until I made it back down to the camping area. As I approached the area above the campsite I could hear someone shouting excitedly about nothing in particular and it looked like there were two people just finishing tearing down their tent. I figured it was a parent and child out camping and slowed down a bit to give them time to head out before me. At the camping area I sat down for a bit, enjoyed lunch peanut butter and pretzels and took off my microspikes.
I found my lost glove woot! They were two girls in their early 20s who were out backpacking together. One of their boyfriends had dropped them off at one trailhead and was picking them up tonight at another one so they could make it a longer trip. We chatted for a bit and then I was on my way. The best part about the conversation? No one mentioned we were women out here alone. The hike out was beautiful in the daylight. The avalanche area was much easier navigated in the daylight.
I made it back to the trail register and even though it was sunny it started raining. The rain was nice in the beginning but eventually the thunder started and I got a bit antsy. The downside to the rain was the mud. It got really bad about half a mile before the trailhead and mud was starting to stick in layers to my boots. The last mile felt like it took forever to finish, but that was most likely because by this time I was quite tired. I made it back to my truck at pm, making this a I changed in my truck into new hiking clothes and took a quick wet-wipe bath.
I re-braided my hair, ate a packet of tuna and drove to the next trailhead.
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It rained the entire 5 hour drive there. When work sends you to Nashville and you have 7 hours between appointments you go highpointing in Mississippi. I was on the road by am, following google maps for guidance. One of the cool parts about driving to highpoints is taking county roads instead of interstate highways. There were homes, barns, and vehicles in various states of decomposition. Moss covered stone walls marked boundary lines.
I followed the Natchez Trace trail south, which was covered in overhanging trees. I love traveling through the south! I passed through Tennessee and Alabama before entering Mississippi. I turned off the main road onto a dirt road and was a little apprehensive with my rental vehicle, but it stays at 2WD the entire 2 miles to the top.
There was a mailbox with a trail register which needs to be replaced , a sign, a rock, a bench, and a summit marker. I got stuck behind a tractor for a bit, which was annoying, but par for the course, considering I was visiting the south. I google searched the nearest Starbucks, which was only 15 minutes out of the way in Alabama. I was hoping to get an espresso mug, but settled for a coffee mug when they were out. I stopped by Subway for lunch.