Saturday, May 23, 2015

Cannon. May 17, 2015

We got to share another hike with our friend John last Sunday.  He was heading up Cannon and over the Kinsmans -- unfortunately, we had to turn back at Cannon.  We are finishing up our school year, plus the girls have standardized tests, so we had to make today a quick one.  We will do a longer, more extensive hike this Sunday (May 24).  We are fortunate to have full and active lives; there is time for everything if one juggles it all just so.

Kinsman Ridge Trail.  Around 4.2 miles roundtrip with about 2100 feet of elevation gain.

A mini-mountain of gravel sat near the trailhead.  I'm not sure what's going on with that parking lot in terms of construction, but I guess the answer will be made clear within a few weeks.  I'll show that mini-mountain below, in this trip report's last photo.

Our morning, mostly in pictures and captions ---

John and Alex, about to begin the hike.

Sage tying her boot before hitting the trail.

Snow-free trail (for the most part).  Woo-hoo!


Skiers were flying down this part of the trail just six or seven weeks ago.


The connection to the ski slopes (hikers take a left here)

Some snow remained higher up --
though nothing that required snowshoes or microspikes.

We didn't bother going to the viewpoint on the way up
 since we were fogged in.

All of this -- tips of trees, boulders, everything --
was under snow not that long ago.

Heading up the summit tower.

The girls in a cloud.

John, with Franconia Ridge behind him (hiding in the clouds)

Max, who is handling his recent 4Ks
 as though he didn't take the entire winter off

 Our pace was steady on the way up.  It was a beautiful hike -- the fog rolled through the trails creating a dream-like atmosphere.  That's one thing you don't get in winter that you do in spring/summer/fall -- mist and clouds rolling in front of you, just above you, and around you.

We bade goodbye to John after reaching the summit -- Alex wanted to continue with him to the Kinsmans, but I reminded her of all the things we needed to do that afternoon.  I wish we could have blown off our responsibilities.  The girls' education is important, however (of course), and there was prealgebra to do and standardized tests to take...so down we went.


The viewpoint on the way down...still Cloud

As we descended, the fog burnt off.  The 21 people and three dogs who were ascending as we were descending probably had views by the time they reached the summit.  This was our only view of the day --


Back at the trailhead!

Here's that mini-mountain of gravel.  The girls wanted to climb it, but I imitated a wet blanket and said no.


Yet another great morning.  I love the fact that we live near these mountains.  I love that we can hike a mountain the same day the girls take their end-of-year standardized tests.  Homeschooling has brought us so much flexibility, and I am grateful we can do it.

Funny, there are so many misconceptions about homeschooling in general -- but more about that in another post.

Friday, May 15, 2015

Trail Work -- May 9, 2015 with Trailwrights

Alex and I repainted every single one of the blazes on the Artists Bluff/Bald Mountain Loop Trail last Saturday.  Sage would have joined us, but she was on a trip with her Girl Scout troop.



Other Trailwrights crews built rock steps and cleared water bars.  We each put in between 6 to 8 hours of hard work.  Good times.

Alex and I were happy to do our small part -- looking forward to doing more trail maintenance with Trailwrights in the months and years to come.

Tecumseh. Tuesday, May 12, 2015

I'm honestly not trying to bore anyone by posting 8 million trip reports of Tecumseh.  On some weeks, we only have a few hours to squeeze in a hike.  Tecumseh is close to our home and we can get up, down, and back to our house within three and a half hours.  Besides, we didn't have Tecumseh for May yet, so we felt we may as well go get it.  We MAY chase the Grid...the girls say they want to, but I won't say they definitely are until another few years have passed.  It'll take Alex and Sage four + more years of weekly 4K hiking to get the Grid, and they may change their minds between now and then.  Still, I'll facilitate this interest for as long as it holds, which may very well be until both have the Grid...but maybe they'll get bored doing the same mountains over and over again...time will tell.

Tecumseh Trail.  Around 5 miles round trip with about 2200 feet of elevation gain.

There wasn't as much snow as I thought there would be...there's been a lot of melting during the past week and a half.  What was left was usually easy to avoid.  I'll let the photos do most of the talking.









It's funny...right near the summit, there was a giant, deep mound of snow that lasted about twenty-five feet.  It was like the snow had ganged up on us, ambush-style.



Summit!  The view today was Cloud.


Sage brought her doughnut-shaped pillow.


We ate, we drank, we descended.

'Twas another nice day in the woods.  It was especially nice to have our border terrier, Max, with us again.  He doesn't like hiking in the winter, so this was his first serious hike in six months.  He seemed happy to get back on the trails.

Our hike has to be short again this Sunday, then we'll get back to longer hikes Memorial Day weekend.  See you out there!

--Trish

Friday, May 8, 2015

Madison, JQ Adams, and Adams. May 3, 2015

Valley Way, Watson Path, Gulfside Trail, Airline Trail, and slight "rockwhack."
About 10.5 miles with 5150 feet of elevation gain.

Sunday's weather called for warm temperatures, no wind, and a slight chance of thunderstorms.  No one in our party had hiked up a northern Presi in quite a while, so we decided to go for "Madams and JQ."  I wanted to get JQ for Sage, since she only has a dozen or so Trailwrights 72 peaks left.  She's already done all the hard ones with Alex and me...all she has left are a bunch that are right next to the usual 4Ks.  She may as well get those while we're doing rounds of the 48.

John and Samantha came with us again today.  We are all early birds, so we were each at Appalachia a full forty minutes before our agreed-upon meeting time.  Alex and Sage were a bit disappointed, since they wanted more time to sleep in the car, but they quickly cleared their cobwebs and we began our hike.

The lens was smeared, oops

Warning sign by start of the trails --
this is appropriate wordage.
 Beginning hikers should not attempt
the Northern Presidentials.

The plan was to take Valley Way all the way to the hut

The trail was nice and dry for the first mile and a half or so...


...then we dealt with snow.  For the most part, the snow was packed to the point where we didn't sink at all.  We didn't even need microspikes for this bit.


When we arrived at the intersection with Watson Path, a light bulb went on in my head.  I hadn't yet hiked Watson Path, and it leads straight to the summit of Madison.  Why not take Watson Path straight to Madison instead of doing the same old, boring (to me) Valley Way to the hut?  I asked everyone if they would mind ascending via Watson Path and, after I walked on the snow a bit to test its firmness (it held, for the most part), John, Samantha, and Sage graciously agreed to indulge my wish for a new-to-me trail.  Alex preferred to stick with Valley Way, but she was outvoted.


Watson Path visits Bruin Rock (which we found run-of-the-mill) before heading down to a water crossing.  The banks are steep on both sides, but we figured it out.


After you cross the water, all that's left is to go straight up for about 1.3 miles.  It's like doing the stairmaster portion of Tecumseh, only longer and with a handful of tenths above treeline.




I have to thank the person who did this trail a few days before we arrived.  That person left footprints in the snow which had hardened.  We used those footprints like carved steps or ladder rungs -- they were quite helpful on all those steep slopes.

Sam and Abigail Adams peeking through the trees

The one tiny section of relative flatness on the Watson Path, near treeline.

Treeline! Also, the Turn-Back-or-Die sign.

View from treeline

Treeline now means little-to-no snow

Continuing up...the goal is straight ahead (Madison)

Sage coming up (photo by Samantha Brady)


Almost there!
Summit!

On Madison, looking at Adams

Alex hydrating.  Photo by Samantha Brady


M&Ms on Madison!
Desserts on the 48!  M&Ms on Madison!




We ate a while, enjoying the M&Ms, some cheese, some yummy cookies John had brought, and a bunch of other miscellaneous edibles.  When we felt ready, we descended toward the (closed for the season) hut.

Descending Madison toward the hut, with JQ Adams and Adams in the background.

While descending, I took the time to show the girls how close Ms. Matrosova had been to treeline when she perished.  An extremely experienced mountaineer, Kate Matrosova died in terrain the girls and I know well.  We have hiked these peaks multiple times...but never in the harsh conditions Matrosova experienced that fateful day last February.  I pointed out the approximate place where Ms. Matrosova died, not to act like some inappropriate tragedy tourist, but to emphasize how difficult it is to hike even a few tenths of a mile to safety when one is fighting 80+ mph winds and subzero temperatures.  I want my daughters to always respect the power of nature, and to understand just how careful they always must be.



Kate Matrosova perished not far from the small lake
 at the base of JQ Adams/Adams, in the center left of this photo

I took this photo immediately after taking the above photo -
the girls and Samantha have moved by about three feet -
the hut is right below them, and the entrance to Valley Way
(treeline) is less than a tenth of a mile to the right of the hut.
Kate Matrosova was only a few tenths of a mile to treeline when she died.
A dark cloud drifted our way and threw rain on us as we arrived at the hut.  We sat on the rocks and donned our rain gear.  Of course, as soon as we finished putting everything on, the cloud drifted away and the sun shone again.

I'm pointing something out to the girls (can't remember what).
Photo by Samantha Brady
From here, it was a 0.4 mile hike up to the intersection with Airline.

Sage heading up


On Airline, we curved around JQ and headed up...when we felt like the trail had ascended high enough, Sage, Samantha, and I rockwhacked a tenth of a mile or so to JQ Adam's summit.  Alex and John waited for us on Airline.


Sage on the summit of JQ Adams

Adams from JQ Adams

We whacked back down and, once we were all reunited, I started peppering Samantha with cloud questions.  The sky looked ominous here and there, and I wasn't sure if the clouds were thunder clouds or just good-old-fashioned rainclouds.  Samantha is not a meteorologist, but she's been working and volunteering for the Mt. Washington Observatory for at least a couple of years.  She knows more about thunderclouds than I do, so I relied on her judgment on whether or not we should continue.  At this point, we were only a few tenths of a mile from Adam's summit, but still...better to bail if a boomer threatens.  Samantha felt we'd be fine, though, so on we went.  I appreciated her patience...I kept asking, every few seconds, "What do you think about those clouds NOW?  How 'bout NOW?"  Etc.

The summit of Adams, a few tenths of a mile away.
Summit!

Sage on Adams, with Washington in the background
Samantha had brought Apple Strudel for Adams (Desserts on the 48!).





I had brought Apple Pie.


Apple pie on Adams!  Photo by Samantha Brady
We ate, we talked, Samantha did a headstand...

Photo by Sage Herr
We descended in fine spirits.

Sage and her snowman at the base of Adam's summit cone.

Heading down Adams, with Madison in the background
Before descending Valley Way, we stopped by the hut to rest, hang out, and take a group portrait.

Photo by Samantha Brady's iPhone
Descending Valley Way was onerous.  The upper portion consisted of a narrow, but slanted, monorail.  We tried butt-sliding, but we kept flying off sideways into the woods.  Walking was difficult -- we did not posthole (walking that narrow rail on snowshoes would have been torture!), but we did have to lean sideways...the whole thing was a tilted balance beam.  A mile or so down, life got easier, but by then we were all so tired from the day that we didn't say too much for the rest of the hike.  Even the girls were uncharacteristically quiet.  I didn't realize until I got home that we had done 5150 feet of elevation gain...no wonder we were all kaput!

Visions of burgers and milkshakes were dancing in my head by the time we reached Appalachia.

End of hike!
The girls and I bid farewell to two of our favorite hiking people, then we drove home.

'Twas another good, albeit strenuous, day in the woods.

We'll hike again a day or two after Mother's Day.  Happy trails, everyone.