Posted on October 9, 2012 at 7:16 pm by Mr P
What a spectacular day! Jen, Jenny, Steve, and I started out at the AMR gate @ 7 with a plan for Sawteeth (which I needed) and as much of the lower GR as we were up to. None of us had hiked together before, and Jenny & Steve hadn’t done any High Peaks prior to this hike. We got to know each other a bit on the Lake Road walk in to the dam, with Jen & Steve setting a good pace.
We hit the Weld trail about 8:30 and started up. Trails were dry and in decent shape, and we made the Sawteeth summit by 11:30. We lingered on the summit, taking in the sun and views. We met a solo hiker on the summit who took a group shot for us, and was pushing on to Gothics as well. We discussed the rest of the plan as we looked out at Pyramid & Gothics. We agreed to push on to Gothics, but I think we all knew that all five would be over the top for our group.
The views from Pyramid were stunning, so we took a few minutes to soak them in before heading on to Gothics. The drop into the col wasn’t bad, and soon enough we were on the open ledges on the shoulder, working our way to the summit by 2:30. We were rewarded with even more breathtaking views and brilliant sunshine. We lingered for about 45 minutes, relaxing in the sun, and decided we were all satisfied and it was time to head down and out.
We met a solo hiker on Gothics who had come up the way we were heading down, and he was thinking of heading over to Pyramid and down the Weld trail, the way we came in. He had already told me how he got turned around on the way up and had started up Noonmark, turning around a mile or so in to get back on track. He set out before we left the summit, and we didn’t expect to see him again. About halfway down (prior to all the ladders) he caught up to and passed us, stopping to say he got turned around on the way to Pyramid and ended up going down the cables on the range trail and ended up going up part of Basin before he realized he was off course. He had turned around and came back over Gothics to go down the way he came in.
After passing us, he came back and found us again where we had stopped for a break. It was now starting to get dark, and he seemed a little flustered, saying the trail didn’t look familiar. We consulted the map and assured him we were on the right trail out, so he set off ahead of us again. We assured him we’d be right behind him. We didn’t see him again, but were happy to see that he had signed out.
The trail down from Gothics was long and steep in spots. Beaver Meadow Falls was great pick-me-up, as we hit it just before dark. What a beautiful spot.
We slogged out the Lake Road in headlamps without much conversation, getting back to the car about 8:30, exhausted but happy with a spectacular day in the mountains.
Posted on September 30, 2012 at 3:39 pm by Mr P
After a long summer I finally got back out for a hike Wednesday & Thursday to do the Dix range. The trails were wet with the rain on Tuesday, but nothing terrible. The herd paths are all in good shape, very easy to follow, even in the dark.
I dropped my pack at Slide Brook by 8:30 where the three occupants were just getting up. Those were the last people I’d see until Thursday on Hough.
Up the Slide Brook HP, I ended up taking the left fork at the top of the slide at the last minute, which made for a slow whack to the ridge trail. Following the trail back off the summit, I ended up going back down to the top of the right fork, even though I know I was losing too much elevation. After a big d’oh and a head slap I turned around and went back over the summit and on to South Dix. Views were great from South and I spent a few minutes enjoying them. On to East, a little more time on a sunny summit, and it was time to head back.
I got back to the south fork of the Lillian Brook HP and headed down as the light started to fade. It was after sunset by the time I got back to the marked trail, so I stopped to pump some water and get out my headlamp. I made it back to the lean-to after 9, made some dinner and crashed.
Thursday morning I was up at first light and was packed up and on the trail before 8. Back up the Lillian Brook HP, this time the north fork. Made Hough by noon and relaxed in the sun for a bit. As I was getting ready to leave, a couple arrived on the summit. They didn’t linger, and we left the summit together. I think they were doing all 5.
Over the ridge to Dix there were nice views on the ledges along the way, but I was watching thunderstorms building. By the time I made Dix summit I could see it raining over Elk Lake and moving towards me. I was looking forward to having a snacks and time to relax on the summit, but the thunderstorms chased me off within 15 minutes of getting there. I had planned on coming down Hunters Pass, but reassessed that plan with the storm blowing in. I thought going back over the Beckhorn would leave me more exposed, so I headed down the other side into Hunters Pass as planned. Definitely some steep sections coming down, and with the clouds moving in I didn’t get many views.
Once I got down into the pass, a good storm blew through, but I’d been sweating like a fat guy for two days, so it felt kinda nice . I trudged on to Lillian Brook HP intersection where I refueled and got more water, and got my headlamp out. I’d be hiking this section in the dark again. I got to the lean-to by 8:30 to grab my gear, then the dark death march out to the car. Made the trail head by 11 and into cell range by 11:20 so I could call Shelby to tell her I was out. I told her not to worry or call the rangers before midnight, I cut than one a little close.
Posted on January 4, 2012 at 1:19 am by Mr P
With the official start of the winter I decided to try to bag a few winter peaks hikes over the holidays. With a week off from my day job I thought I might be able to get six peaks. This old body thought otherwise, but I managed to get three peaks in and a first time hike with a friend.
Giant and Rocky Peak Ridge – 26 DEC
I left Schroon Lake at 7:30 on a spectacular morning. Crystal clear bluebird day save for a low cloud here and there. I pulled in to the ridge trail parking area behind a group of three. They got out just ahead of me but we were all on the trail by 8:30. There was a dusting to an inch of snow, and a couple nights of single digit temperatures had taken care of any mud. I bare-booted up the switchbacks and made pretty good time.
I hit the first significant ice around 2700 feet and stopped to put on microspikes. Continuing up the views were incredible on the open ridges. There was plenty of ice the rest of the way, but there wasn’t anything that made me uncomfortable with microspikes and poles. I was happy that I’d touched up the points . I saw the group of three on their way back down, just below the Giant summit junction. They tried RPR and said there was a lot of ice and turned back. One of the three had no traction aids.
I had been debating whether to push on to RPR and hit Giant on the way back, but decided to do Giant first. I made the summit of Giant at 12:30, refueled and took some pictures. More spectacular views until another low cloud came in. I packed up and headed for RPR. I met a second group of two just below the summit on their first high peak hike, winter or summer.
I hit the most ice of the day on the back side of Giant and saw the place where the group of three turned around. It wasn’t bad climbing down, but I wouldn’t want to try getting back up it without traction aids. I got into the col and up to the RPR summit by 2:30, my turn around time. I took a few pictures from the summit, where the views were absolutely spectacular.
I headed back down the way I came up, stopping in the col to refuel in a sunny spot out of the wind. I got out my headlamp and got ready for the hike out. I made the Giant summit junction just after sunset and started down. The open ridges that had such fantastic views on the way up were pretty cool in the dark, too. Still crystal clear, now seeing stars and a sliver of a moon, with the occasional car headlights passing on 73 below. The rest of the trip down was uneventful, except for a little tumble about a half mile from the trail head, I was out of the woods by 8:30 and on my way home.
Porter – 02 JAN
My first hike of the new year was also my first hike with a partner since Shelby & I hiked Blue Mountain two summers ago on a trip out from Michigan. I’ve been trying to get out for a hike with Mark & Sharon Piper (of the Schroon Lake Bed & Breakfast) for months, but we just couldn’t get our schedules to mesh until now. This was a much different day, from the Blue Mountain hike with Shelby and the solo hike on Giant & RPR the previous Monday.
We were on the trail from the Garden by 6:30 with headlamps. Just a dusting of snow, the ground was frozen for the most part. We donned traction aids (microspikes for me, yaktrax for Mark) about a half mile in, as it was just slippery enough on the first downhill. Crossed Slide Brook on an ice bridge in the dark, only to find the log bridge on the opposite bank, remnants of Irene damage, I assume.
Continuing up we hit had snow showers on and off, adding to the snow that got deeper as we climbed. By the time we got to Little Porter there was about 4″, and up to almost 8″ on the summit ridge. We heard the wind howling in the trees all along the ridge, and by the time we made the summit it was snowing and blowing up a storm. We took a couple summit pics with the snowman. We had planned to try to get Cascade as well, but Mark had had enough after about 15 minutes on the summit, so we headed back down.
The snow had completely filled in our tracks on our way back down, but we had no problem following the trail for the most part. As we got into the switchbacks below little porter the snow got pretty sticky and started balling up on my microspikes. That’s when I noticed that the front inner chain on one of my microspikes had pulled through the rubber grommet. I’m not sure if it’s related to the balling (I knocked ‘em off before it got bad), but I didn’t have 75 miles on these. Had zip ties in my pack and could have made a repair, but I decided to just hike out on them as is.
I’ll admit that I was a little disappointed when Mark didn’t want to push on to Cascade, but at the end of the day I was pretty happy to be out of the woods with some daylight left and not chilled to the bone. And, besides, this way he might actually hike with me a second time, something not many others have done.
Posted on October 14, 2011 at 9:34 pm by Mr P
We had a larger trip planned for Sunday & Monday but we let the forecast scare us off Saturday night. After seeing that we didn’t get the inch of rain Sunday I decided ~4:00 Sunday afternoon to go in to try to salvage the trip and try to get Skylight & Gray on Monday.
I got to Upper Works and the Calamity Brook trailhead and was on the trail by 7:30 PM, headlamp blazing and shooting for a lean-to Lake Colden. My first time on this trail, it was wet and rocky, but easy to follow in the dark. I got a little turned around and stumbled onto the monument, but easily found the trail again from there. I hit the Calamity Brook lean-to about 10:30 and decided to stay there.
Up at first light, had breakfast and had a look around in the light. Clear blue sky and watched the sun come over Flowed Lands while filling up on water for the day.
I left my overnight gear in the lean-to and headed out with my day pack. On the way in to Lake Colden and the dam there was lots of evidence of Irene and significant water, but the trail was clear of blowdown the whole way (all the way to Skylight, actually). The dam showed evidence of being topped and all the loose fill in the cribbing on the S/W side was scoured out, leaving just the large rocks. Pressing on to Lake Tear I took my time to look around and take some pictures, my first time up this route. While climbing, the clouds moved in but the rain held off.
I made four corners by 12:30 and had some lunch before going up Skylight. I spend about a half hour on the summit, exploring, all to myself. The two guys I met at four corners were already up and down, on their way to Marcy. The clouds were blowing through the col with Marcy, but lifted for about 15 minutes, enough to get views of Marcy & Haystack. Colden, Algonquin and the rest to the north looked like they were clearer. Absolutely spectacular, even on a cloudy day. Cool to find this benchmark from Colvin’s original survey, too.
I made it back down to four corners by 2:00, my turnaround time, so I wouldn’t be getting Gray. Started to sprinkle on the way down, but nothing heavy. The trail was already wet, so it didn’t make a big difference.
Got back to the Calamity Brook lean-to by 6:15 to get my gear. Had some dinner and packed up for the hike out, back on the trail by 6:45. Dusk, headlamp on again. I was hoping to see a bit of the trail in the daylight, but not this time. Three hour slog out in the dark and the rain, generally uneventful. In the car by 10:00 and back home in Schroon Lake by 11:00, an hour before Shelby was going to let herself start to worry about me .