Showing posts with label Lincoln NH. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lincoln NH. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Mt. Lafayette - 5260' (21/48)

At the Trailhead
It’s about time we got back on the trails!  On Saturday, Paloma and I decided last minute (aka, I was fast asleep and Paloma woke me up!) to head up north and do a hike.  We decided that we wanted to try to finish the mountains up on Franconia Ridge, so we chose Lafayette and Lincoln.  When we left our apartment at around 7:30AM, the weather was crisp and cool – a nice fall day for a hike…so we thought.  The ride up was relatively uneventful and we arrived at the Bridle Path trail head at just after 10:00AM.  The lot was full – which was surprising as the weather appeared to be deteriorating pretty quickly.  We decided to start the hike off with layers on as it was quite chilly.

We left the lot and began heading up the Bridle Path trail towards the Greenleaf Hut.  The first section of the trail was quite easy, traversing across the base of the mountain rather than climbing.  This was a nice welcome as it had been about a month since our last hike.  Soon enough though, we began climbing and climbing.  The weather at this point was quite chilly and misty, so it was a struggle maintaining the proper temperature.  We stopped often to take layers off and add layers back on.  It was a never ending battle between sweating and freezing.

Paloma Hiking
By the time we emerged from the trees onto the ridge, the wind picked up and the trail was socked in by clouds.  We couldn't see much further than a 5 foot radius around us.  The Greenleaf hut was a welcomed site when we reached it at 12:00PM.  The hut was bustling with people, as many had decided to make this their end point and not brave the elements towards the summit one mile ahead.  We stopped inside to use the rest room and escape the rain and wind for a few minutes.  It was quite cozy inside.  The cook was busy preparing hot soup and drinks for interested hikers.

I took a look at the trail report they had posted on the wall.  40+ MPH winds at the summit with temperatures in the mid 30’s.  Rain.  Wind.  Cold.  What were we thinking?  This was honestly the first time in my many years of hiking that I questioned whether or not it would be smart to continue.  After all, from the Greenleaf hut to the summit of Lafayette is 1.1 miles of exposed hiking.  No trees to hide behind or brush to block the wind.  Just rocks.  We weren't prepared to be hiking in these conditions, but luckily had brought a few extra items that helped.  Paloma, being the trooper she is, was rearing to go.  I threw on an extra shirt, zipped my jacket up, and pulled my hood tight around my head.  Let’s do this.
Greenleaf Hut

Surprisingly, there were quite a few daring people who decided to continue on.  This gave me a peace of mind as I knew we weren't the only idiots attempting the summit.  With every step we took the weather got incrementally worse.  We couldn't see more than a few feet in front of us and the only way we were able to stay on the trail was due to the massive cairns built along the way.  The wind was now whipping by, so any attempt to shield yourself from the elements was futile.  I could feel my anxiety kicking in as we continued on.  “What are we doing?” I thought to myself.

Summit of Mt. Lafayette
We continued on, trying to pick up the pace.  A forest ranger was coming down from the summit and we stopped to chat about the conditions.  He was taking headcounts of the people hiking to the summit – what a great sign…he was probably expecting the worst.  “If you are going to do it, you have to commit now, get up there, and get down.”  We were so close so against my better judgement, we carried on.

Bad Weather!
The feelings when we reached the summit at 1:00PM were a mixture of excitement, fear, concern, and adventure.  You have to respect the weather in the White Mountains – it can get gnarly. The American flag whipping in the wind at the summit made the scenery quite eerie and mysterious.    We took a few photos with my rain-drenched fogged up phone and decided to get the hell out of there.   We had a decision to make.  Continue over to the summit of Lincoln, almost 2 additional miles of exposure to the nasty weather, or head back down to the hut.  We chose the latter.  It didn't seem that many people were continuing over to Lincoln, so we weren't going to either.  Lincoln will be there for next time. 




Warming up in the Greenleaf Hut
We hustled down towards the hut, reaching it at just before 2:00PM.  We went back into the hut, this time to eat lunch.  It was packed.  It looked like a ski lodge during school vacation week.  Gear was strewn about, the windows were fogged up, and the smell of sweat mixed with hot soup was quite nasty.  Regardless, the warmth provided by the shelter was enough to draw us in and make us sit for a while.  I purchased a cup of lemon tea to warm myself up and we ate lunch.  We were back on the trail at 2:20PM.

The hike down was pretty standard.  We were leapfrogging with a bunch of people the entire way.  One couple was hiking with a black lab – the dog joined Paloma and I for some of the hike before returning to its owners.  It must have been a holiday in Canada because nearly every group we passed was speaking French.  I felt like I was hiking in the French Alps or something.  We made it back to the car at 4:11PM.  What an epic day.  We cranked the heat on to dry ourselves off, stopped at Dunks for a coffee and made our way back home.  We capped the night off with a movie – “Machine Gun Preacher” – which I highly, highly recommend.


Lincoln – we will hike you some day!

Hike Stats
Trails: Bridle Path, Greenleaf
Total Time (Including Breaks): 6:00
Distance: 8.0 Miles
Elevation Gain: 3600'

Friday, August 2, 2013

Preparing for My First Bushwhack - Wolf Cub - 8.3.13

It has been a few weeks since my last hike - been very busy lately!  Paloma is away in Sao Paolo, Brazil for two weeks for work, so I decided to sign up for my first ever trip through the AMC - Boston Chapter - a 12+ mile bushwhack of Wolf Cub, a 3000' mountain located close to Lincoln, NH.  A bushwhack means that there are no formal trails leading to the summit, so we will be using a map, compass, and brute force to move through thick woods/brush to our destination.  I couldn't be more excited!  We might even try to tackle the slightly more popular Mt. Wolf - this is all depending on energy levels and interests of the others in the group.  It looks like there will be approximately 6 or so others doing the hike with me.  I have not met any of the others but just knowing the type of people who tend to enjoy hiking, I am sure they will all be great.

Topographic Map of Wolf Cub
Though I have spent plenty of time exploring the woods off-trail - I have never done this with a particular destination in mind.  Luckily, one of the guys I am hiking with is experienced with land navigation and has offered to help me get my bearings once we are underway.  I was able to scrounge together some old "bushwhacking" gear (see below), including some old gators to help protect my legs if we are pushing through thorns/brush and some clear lensed glasses to protect my eyes from sticks etc. in the dark woods.

I am confident in my fitness level at this point so I am not too worried about that aspect of the hike - though I think it will be more challenging than I am anticipating given that we are hiking through non-maintained woods. It will sure be an adventure, one that I can't wait to write about when I finish it!

The below is some of the gear that I am bringing along on the hike.  Much of this I would typically carry anyways, but bushwhacking requires some additional items.

Gear
1. Hat to protect from branches.
2. Gators to protect my legs.
3. Gloves to use if I need to remove brush from the path.
4. Headlamp in the event that we take longer than planned.
5. Clear lenses to protect my eyes in the darker woods.
6. First-aid.
7. TP for, well, pooping.
8. Hand-sanitizer for after #7.
9. Goldbond - miracle for every sweaty male.
10. Lighter.
11. Knife to kill attacking bears.
12. Compass for navigation purposes.
13. Plenty of protein/energy bars.
14. 100 Oz's of water.
15. Rain jacket for bad weather.
16. Not pictured - other food, boots, pack,
extra clothes.

Check back in a few more days for a detailed report of this trip!

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Mt. Flume - 4328' & Mt. Liberty - 4459' (17/48)

Choosing the Slide
Paloma and I planned a last minute trip up to the White Mountains for the weekend to get away for her 25th birthday.  We decided to hike Flume and Mt. Liberty on Saturday, so we set off from our place at about 6:45AM for the ride up 93 to the trail-head.  We had a bit of difficulty finding the trail-head, so we stopped at the Flume Gorge visitors center to ask.  The first thing to come out of the park ranger's mouth was "You sure you know what you are getting yourselves into with the Flume, correct?"  Me, not wanting to seem like a pansy, brushed his question off assuring him we knew what we were about to do.  We left and drove a few hundred feet up the road to the trail-head. The parking lot was already filling up - looked like many people decided to take advantage of the nice weather and hike.  We officially started our hike 9:15AM.

Scaling the slides
The first mile or so of the hike was quite easy, part of it following along on a paved bike path.  This was a nice way to get our legs warmed up.  We reached the junction where we had to choose between taking the Liberty Springs trail or the Flume Slide trail.  Prior to this hike I had done some research which said to avoid the slides if possible, and to never, ever try to descend them.  Well, I wasn't going to do this hike without experiencing the challenge of the slide on the ascent, so we chose the Flume Slide trail.  We began the trek over to the base of the slide.  At this point, the trail followed and crossed a river many different times, which added some nice variety (read: mud) to the terrain.  We did our best to conserve our energy on this section, as we knew what lay ahead.  We only encountered a few other people as we heading towards the slide.

Paloma dominating the slides!
When we reached the base of the slide, two different groups who had been ahead of us had stopped to fuel up on sandwiches, water, and energy bars before tackling the slide.  Paloma and I had been hydrating and eating "on the run," so we blew right by them.  The first part of the Flume Slide was fairly steep, though nothing that gave us much trouble.  The rocks were quite loose so you had to take care where you stepped.  As we climbed higher, the rocks increased in size, and streams of water seemed to be flowing from all over, drenching the rocks and turning them into dangerous obstacles.  "Only 1.2 miles of this", we thought to ourselves.  By this point, the challenge of the climb allowed the two other groups time to catch up, and we all  continued climbing up together.

Summit of Flume
Wow, this was intense.  I now understood what the park ranger had meant.  Paloma and I helped each other  scale the rock faces, knowing that one false move would likely lead to multiple injuries.  Our legs burned and our clothing was drenched with sweat, mud, water, and more sweat.  Once we thought that the slides were done, another, more difficult section followed.  We took our time and slowly but surely made our way to the end of the slides.  Little did we know, there was still quite a bit of hiking left before we would finally reach the summit.

View over to Liberty
The amount of energy and strength that it took to tackle the slides made the remainder of the ascent to the summit of Flume quite tiring.  I was certain I had sucked down nearly all of my water on the slides, and my stomach was begging for food.  We finally broke through the trees and were treated to spectacular views and stunning cliffs.  "Ahhhh" we both said, this is why we just tortured ourselves on the climb.  We hiked along the cliffs and reached the summit of Flume at 12:50PM.  Perfect time for lunch.  There were a few other couples at the top, and we spent some time talking with one couple (after I noticed his Heady-Topper beer sticker).  We took photos for one-another.  Another woman at the top had just finished her 41st peak - impressive.  From the summit of Flume we could see over to Liberty - it looked quite far but the food, rest, and beautiful views got us excited for the next part of our hike.  We left the summit of Flume at 1:18PM and began the hike across Franconia ridge to Mt. Liberty.

Summit of Mt. Liberty
Compared to what we had just hiked through, the hike over to Liberty wasn't especially challenging.  Regardless, we were both breathing heavy when we began the ascent up to the summit.  We had heard (and read) that the views from the top of Liberty were even better than the views on Flume - that notion gave us the final motivation to push for the summit.  We reached the summit of Mt. Liberty at 2:06PM.  Time for another break - almonds and fruit, just what we needed to stabilize our energy levels.  As we were sitting at the top, admiring the gorgeous 360 degree views, two guys and a girl emerged on the summit.  I immediately recognized the girl, and sure enough, as they approached, I realized that it was Amanda Walke - a friend from Danvers!  What a small world!  This was her first hike - and dang, she picked a good one.  We talked for a bit and then split ways.  After taking more photos, Paloma and I decided that it was time to begin the descent down the Liberty Springs trail at 2:27PM.

View back to the Flume
We kept a very fast pace on the descent.  On the descent we passed through the Liberty Springs camp sites - which I would love to camp at on a future hike.  The descent was relatively uneventful but quite muddy, so we were
both slipping and sliding.  We leapfrogged with Amanda's group a few times, and finally decided to hike as a big group for the remaining mile or so.  By the time we reached the Whitehouse trail and bike-path again, my legs had had it.  I was cooked!  We made it back to the car at 4:39PM, shed our nasty boots and socks, and hopped in the car.

Sunset at dinner!
While we would typically have a 2+ hour car ride to deal with after a hike, Paloma and I had decided to rent a cheap motel room for her birthday.  It just so happened that it was literally 3 minutes from the trail-head.  Score.  We checked in, showered, guzzled some coffee to wake ourselves up, and got ready for dinner.  We weren't sure what we wanted to eat, so I spent some time on Yelp while Paloma got ready.  I decided on the Sunset Hill House Restaurant, and damn, was that a great decision.  The scenery from the restaurant was spectacular, looking out over a giant field with Franconia Ridge in the background.  We each had a 6 (yes, SIX!) course dinner in celebration of both Paloma's birthday and our completion of a strenuous hike.  The food and service was exceptional.  Paloma had a mixture of Shrimp and Scallops for her entree, and I had duck.  It was tremendous.  We had planned on going out to one of the local bars after to have some drinks, but by the time we finished dessert, we were both ready to hit the hay.  We were in bed and out by 9:30PM.  What a day!

Overall this was one of the more difficult hikes we have done, but the views, the challenge, and the views (yes, I added that twice - they are that good) made it all worthwhile.  I am not going to "recommend" the Flume Slide trail to anyone, as I don't want to be held responsible if injuries occur, but I will say that there is nothing quite like it!

Hike Stats
Trails: Whitehouse, Flume Slide, Franconia Ridge, Liberty Springs
Total Time (Including Breaks): 7:20
Distance: 9.8 Miles
Elevation Gain: 3700'