Showing posts with label Hiking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hiking. Show all posts

Monday, October 26, 2009

MORE T-SHIRT WISDOM
In time for Halloween?



Another shirt for the collection. Couldn't resist glomming onto this one on a recent trip to NV, CA, and, of course, Death Valley.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

THE LE CONTE LODGE, TN
Highest-type hostel E. of the MS R.

Ahhh, at last...Le Conte. As regular travelers into the GSNP we've been aware of it for a long time and finally got around to 'get 'er done.'

We were two in a group of 33 (max. cap. 50) which included a small contingent of HPer Club members, always eccentric and always eager for such ventures. We hiked via the 5.5 mile Alum Cave Trail, the shortest of several foot routes trails to LC, somewhat independently based on individual and preferred paces/starting times on this Easter weekend. Variously then, we ascended in a cloud, got fairly soaked, but arrived alive for coffee and hot chocolate on top at the rustic/cutsey digs we envisioned. Damp clothing became our lodge wall hangings which dried well owing to the cabins' butane gas heaters.
Of the several trails that lead here, our route was not a "walk-in-the-park." 'Bout midway, cables anchored in rock-face came in handy on wet, gnarly footing plus some tricky snow/slushy patches. A goodly supper was provided, plentiful wine included, and everyone unwound, not to mention, got a bit goofy. The individual lodges are comfy, warm, a tad intimate-tight, but w/great beds/blankets. Waddaya want - Holiday Inn at 6593 ft? All supplies arrive here by occasional, expensive helicopters and routine llama tranport by another trail.

Prior to the Easter morning descent, a hearty pancake breakfast was served, Saturday's cloud was gone, temps were up, and the views were as clear as the blue Tennessee sky above.

If you go: Reserve well in advance, read the weather as best you can so's not to over-pack and, just in case, take a length of rope for stringing damp/wet articles inside to dry.

Before and after we stayed in and did Gatlinburg, including the Ober tram ride, the chair-lift, and the space needle for all the views since we're really into gettin' high!!!

Note: Le Conte is 3rd highest in TN, Clingman's Dome leads as numero uno. In between is Guyon. Google for more TN elevs. info. Pictured is the Le Conte summit cairn "wall." If you go, add a rock.

Check the links: http://www.leconte-lodge.com/
Click here: Southern Sixers - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Our own pics: http://bilwe.jalbum.net/LeConteLodge/

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

WHEELER PEAK, NM
Go short. No, go long....

On our road trip to AZ08, Flagstaff, one of our goals was Wheeler. We researched trail info, read trip reports, and learned there were 2 popular routes: Williams Lake Trail, short (7 rt) but steep w/scree, and Bull-of-the-Woods (16 rt), over twice as long but gradual. When we contacted both HP Club NM liaisons for advice, one told us to "go long"; the other advised "go short." Well...back to square one. Once in the area, Taos and Ski Valley, local hikers seemed to lean more toward "short." So we did.

It was steep and there was scree but both were doable. Threatening clouds appeared about 2/3s the way, not to mention temp drop, poor visibility, wind, and sleet. I wound up solo, struggling with and cursing at the scree. Once in the saddle, I forgot - go left or right? I remembered...right. The ridge was akin to a dragon's back as I made my over it's humps, looking for the hump that would be Wheeler. The wind and sleet were getting serious and, as I was about to settle for the 3rd hump, return, and claim I made it, two hikers in shorts and cotton jerseys appeared out of the cloud. Which way to Wheeler? I asked the lead man. This way, he pointed as he roared by, disappearing into the white curtain which was hiding the 360 view I would never get from up here.

At the summit plaque I asked the rear power hiker to take 3 quick shots of me. He said his hands were too frozen but took the camera and clicked 3 off - the only pics I was to get on top. Then it was time to get down...NOW! We 3 headed out together. The 2 had come up long and now wore ponchos. I needed to find the scree in the saddle, but spied another nicely defined down trail after the 2nd hump. The lead guy told me it looked like a good trail. I took it, knowing better. Soon the sleet was masking this path and I had no idea where I was going except down. Where was the scree and the ascent drainage trail to return on? I slipped once on the sleet and again on wet grass. I had talkie contact w/Diane who was now back at the lake. I reported being lost. She said she was cold and was going to the car. No, I told her, not yet because I'm friggin' lost. As I dropped lower, the sleet let up and visibility improved. I glimpsed the trail and headed for it. The left drainage would have resulted in a bushwhack.

The summit pics came back from processing. Two of the 3 shots were blurred. One worked. (See here). I got a better shot of a marmot. How I hate to hand my camera to a stranger but couldn't take the time setting up my Leki hike pole/monopod in that environ.

Recommendation: Bite the bullet - just go short on Wheeler but choose a better day.

Friday, October 26, 2007

ELLICOTT'S ROCK: THE NC/GA/SC CORNER
Or, tri-pointing is not for wusses...

This one was a hoot and some sense of history came into play, considering what surveyors of old had to endure reaching/designating state lines and where they met. High-tech garb, computer-designed footwear, and the GPS weren't invented yet, nor were Mountain House, just add water, packaged meals.

Looking at available maps describing several trails leading to the spot, we decided to approach from the south, following the river north, or upstream, on the Ellicott Rock Wilderness Chattooga Trail. As we went, the eerie notes of "Dueling Banjos" twanged in our ears, recalling this river's role in the movie Deliverance. Pre-trip research convinced us that this trail would be the shortest and least demanding of the lot. Indeed, it clocked at about 3.2 miles one way, undulated moderately, and led us over a combo of rocks, roots, and flat, easy trekking, too.

To access the Chattooga Trail from the east, go south into SC on Rt107 from Cashiers (Rt64) for 13mi to FS708 on the right. Follow this stony, dirt road 2.6mi to just short of the river bridge at Burrell's Ford parking area. From the west, head 12mi south from Highlands into GA via Rt28 to dirt road FS646 on left, then 7mi to trailhead and parking near the bridge.

On reaching the hiking trail's "short wooden bridge," you're .1 mi downstream from the 3Pt. Some thoughtful faction placed a helpful yellow sign on the trail w/arrow; otherwise, w/o it a GPS might be useful since this rock is about 15ft below the trail and not easily identifiable, the engravings unobservable.

You'll need to climb down to river level to spy the markings and, even then, look closely, this isn't like mall shopping. Plan to soil your hi-tech, hike-wear and get some SC dirt under your fingernails as you make the descent (and ascent) glomming onto slippery rocks and roots, perhaps a branch by chance. In fact, 25ft of rope might prove handy (maybe just leave it behind?).

Note: At the time of this visit, the SE U.S. was experiencing a formidable drought and the Chattooga was lower and tamer than usual. Under "normal" river behavior, exercise extreme caution when dropping down to search for the rocks' inscriptions, 2 actually: Ellicott's and Commissioner's, their I.D.s tending to get juxtaposed. See history here: http://ftp.rootsweb.com/pub/usgenweb/sc/oconee/history/FCH-04.txt

For additional related info, click this link for an exceptional tri-pointer site: http://www.public.asu.edu/~redsall/triplepoints/obsessionTour/ellicott1.htm

An excellent guide for this area by Tim Homan, HIKING TRAILS of the Ellicott Rock Wilderness (etc.), is available at: http://search.half.ebay.com/tim-homan_W0QQmZbooks or http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_b/102-7132664-2141737?initialSearch=1&url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=Tim+Homan&Go.x=9&Go.y=7

Monday, August 20, 2007

WISH-YOU-WERE-THERE PHOTO
Or, Things to Do in Austria...



Shot by Chris Holloway, Bristol, Eng. "On The 'Panoramaweg' (panorama track to you and me) above Ladis village in the Upper Inn Valley, Austria with a Canon S3 IS on a day of contrasts (Aug. 7th). Our trek started in a low cloud in Ladis at 4K ft. and we went to about 6K ft. on a wonderful morning of cloud inversion. A thunderstorm sent us down in the afternoon."

Sunday, August 05, 2007

ROCK ISLAND STATE PARK
Door County & Eastern-Most Wisconsin

As a post Konvention travel stop, Door County, that northeast WI peninsula, turned out to be a great area to visit and explore. Called the "Cape Cod of the Midwest," it's both touristy and laid-back. Two ferry rides transported us to Rock Island, via Washington Island, for a moderate perimeter circuit hike on the 912 acre state park. Some relief from the high temps was had on this mostly wooded isle with it's shaded trails and Lake Michigan breezes. No automobiles or bicycles are allowed - foot traffic only. Reserved in advance, a handful of primitive overnight campsites are available.

A well-kept 1836 lighthouse (the first in WI and the 3rd on the Great Lakes) occupies a high bluff on Potawatomi Point and is open for tours. Volunteer tour guides live in the lighthouse, taking turns at 1-week stints. A 1-mile gravel tourist trail leads to the lighthouse; other of the islands hiking trails are rustic, rocky, and rooty. The Thordarson Loop Trail runs close to the lake shore and, with a GPS (pic), you can locate a point on the rocky beach that is the eastern-most point of Wisconsin (N45 24 28, W086 48 18).

Click here: rock island state park review - wisconsin hiking trails - thebackpacker.com
Click here: Door County Wisconsin: Your Midwest Vacation Destination

Friday, June 22, 2007

GOT LOST?
Never again with these resources...

August '07 Backpacker (one of our fave mags) appeared in the mailbox like 2 weeks ago. Has summer passed or what? Anyway...more great articles. We like many of their bite-size info boxes because we otherwise bore easily over too-long, run-on articles.
On P.66 of this issue is a tight column titled START SMART, Find Great Maps. We totally love maps here and have listed the Go online sites the article provides, this being an online format. As the internet has evolved per freebie info, there's still some of that here; nevertheless, good $$$map offers are out there dependent on your must-have needs.

Click here: Customized Topo Maps and Aerial Photos - myTopo.com
Click here: Trails Topo Maps Hiking Mountain Biking - Trails.com
Click here: Gmaps Pedometer
Click here: Backpacker Magazine - Your Backpacking, Camping, and Hiking Magazine.www.backpacker.com On the Backpacker site, plug "maps" into there search engine for a plethora of links.

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

ARE WE THERE YET?
Gauging Foot Distance, Sort Of...


Besides depending on a pedometer or GPS, calculating miles/yards/feet covered or yet to be covered, can be a talent, part of Sense 6, or an art form. Some claim they can feel it in their legs or by the amount of time used. Call these 'experience,' hey? A pedometer's measure varies with step length, a GPS, every which way and based on lat/long.

Here, we use the football/athletic field measuring stick.

Americans relate well to football and the field it's played on, so using it as a gauge of trail distance should be easy... sort of. A football field, goal to goal = 100yds. or 300ft. One mile = 5280ft or, divided by 300, yields 17.6 football fields, 1760yds. Of course, that's a grassy, flat linear length: there are no rocks, roots, mud, ups, downs, streams, and tedious switchbacks. See end-to-end, width, etc., here: http://hypertextbook.com/facts/2001/NinTam.shtml

Often, a football field is within an oval running track, length: 1/4 miles or 5280 divided by 4 = 1320ft or 440yds. Here, use your spatial skills to unroll the oval into a straight line for a linear .25 mile, another gauge within the same arena. But, again, no ups, downs, etc.

Football players can probably relate best of all and, well, this yardstick ain't perfect, but how far for a first down (max.)? For starters, visualize that distance and hike your hike as a series of first downs (or goal-to-goal touchdowns). Awe your camp group by describing the spring as 30yds away (3 first downs), e.g., and it is!

So if you're the "Are we there, yet?" impatient type, watch more football and learn the field. Hopefully, the above will prove helpful with your next trek stretch.

Note: If you think this football analogy/measure/math is a stretch, check this: http://www.eschoolnews.com/news/showstory.cfm?ArticleID=5861

Friday, June 23, 2006

POST HOST
GOOD ADVICE
DEPARTMENT
(Baxter Peak Sign)
Stay on the Trail,
The Trail is your Friend.
It has a Beginning;
It has an End.
Stay on the Trail,
The Trail is your Friend,
My Friend....
The End.
TTT

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

THE BRISTOL RAMBLERS
Hiking with an English club...

Our hiker friends, Chris and Jeanie Halloway, Bristol, England, have just taken over their club's web site. Chris notes: We have 1003 members! We have 2 or 3 hikes each Sunday, an 'A' and 'B' sometimes a 'C'' The 'A' group hike around 15 miles, 2K - 3Kft each Sunday, do a hill walk each month, that is similar to an 'A' but harder and up to 5Kft. The 'B' group do up to 12 miles at a slower pace. The 'C' group walk and put the world to right! If 5Kft doesn't sound like much and that's about as high as they go, but in Britain the base of their mountains (and they have mountains) start near sea level and make for a good elevation gain from the parking lot. In the U.S. you drive to 5Kft and hike up 2Kft and think you've done something.

The area we cover is includes Bristol, Bath, Quantock hills, Exmoor National Park, Dartmoor National Park, South Wales (Brecon Beacons, Black Mountains, Black Mountain) Wiltshire (Stonehenge is there) The Cotswold hills, Dorset and the South coast. Apart from this, we have weekends and weeks away to places like the Lake District National Park. Click here: Welcome to Bristol Ramblers

Thursday, November 24, 2005

MOUNTAIN HIKER, 18, SUCCUMBS TO BOULDER ACCIDENT

Several days ago, local to this blog's home base, an 18-year old female hiker was pinned against a tree by an errant rock rarity and died several hours after being extricated. The freak accident occurred in the Hawk Mountain (raptor) Sanctuary in Berks County, southeastern PA. Full story (2): http://www.geocities.com/w_wentzel/boulder3.txt

Huge rocks moving with little or no provocation are reminiscent of Aron Ralston's Blue John Canyon experience. In his book, he alludes to climber Gerry Roach's "Classic Commandments of Mountaineering" as they related to his own dilemma in Utah. Roach's commandments are reminders that rocks can spontaneously break away ("geologic time includes now"). One will pull loose after barely touching it...when you're using it for a handhold and it shifts...that sometimes one will fall after you've already stood on top of it.

"It's rare. But it happens. Has happened."

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Hike with Chris & Jean through a garden of England -
("But," you might ask, "do they do crop circles?")

Hi Bill - I guess I have said this before, but our paths are much different to yours, it seems to me that you have limited access, even for such a big country. Whenever I have been to the USA it seems as if one has to take a long car journey to get to 'The Trailhead.' We don't have trailheads as such, just someplace to park or somewhere to get off the bus. We then hike! I can leave here and be on footpaths within minutes, then I can hike all day if I like, over fields, through woods and even through farms and gardens at times! - Chris Halloway and wife Jean lead hikes all about the U.K. and beyond. For sure, their treks always include a pub stop for a pint. See their web site: http://www.cjhike.com/

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

" What we have heah is a fail-yuh to communicate!"
Cool Hand Luke, '67
(Another trail tale from Marty T. in Ohio)

I took my brother and cousin for a hike this Saturday. My brother quit about half way through. He was packing WAY too heavy a bag, and said that I told him it was only 4 miles, not 12. No way I told him 4 miles. When he asked how long, I told him 4 HOURS. He musta heard "miles." Anyhow, he lived through it since I suggested we take the shortcut turnaround at the halfway point, and we kept it level on a towpath trail. After all that, he called Monday to say he slept for 13 hours and felt great when he woke up. I told him we just need to discover our limits and keep sliding them forward. (Good advice , TTT notes, and mentions the old disclaimer: "I know you believe you understand what you think I said , but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.").