Friday, September 13, 2013

Lower Great Range: Sawteeth, Gothics, Armstrong, Upper Wolfjaw, Lower Wolfjaw (peaks 5-9)

Hoping to make a big dent in our 46, we planned this hike that would span five high peaks (plus a < 4,000-foot peak) in one day. It's a 17-mile hike, so to get an extra early start, we stayed in the luxurious Maple Leaf Motel in Schroon Lake. Got ourselves up by 5am and out in time to be at the trailhead by 6, until we realized that we'd left our lunch in the motel room and had to head back, losing about 40 minutes.



The hike we planned takes us first to the farthest mountain– Sawteeth– then hiking through the peaks, back to the beginning. The first hour or more of this hike could easily be done in the dark. The first few miles are done on an actual road, passing a golf course and resort, and then on an easy, level path. As the trail starts to climb, there are nice views of Lower Ausable Lake, Indian Head, and Rainbow Falls.




We got off the trail at one point and probably lost another half hour before we found our way back. Then we got through Sawteeth, Pyramid, Gothics, and Armstrong in pretty good time, but due to our two delays, it was later in the day than we wanted it to be.



When we got to Upper Wolfjaw, we considered taking an alternate trail that we had just passed that would have us skip Lower Wolfjaw but would get us out of the woods before dark. But we met some other folks there that had just come up that trail and they said it was so steep and treacherous that they would rather hike in the dark than hike down that trail. So we decided to go on, knowing that we wouldn't be done before sunset.

When we got to Lower Wolfjaw, the sun was pretty low in the sky, so we basically ran down the mountain, trying to get to less steep trail before we lost the light. (We succeeded at that, but my knees suffered for 3 months afterwards!)

On the trail out, we passed a middle-aged guy who had stopped to rest his aching knees and he was grateful for the ibuprofen I gave him. We passed his wife and kids a little way further. Later on, when it got dark, I regretted not asking them if they had flashlights or headlamps. Without any light, there was no way out of those woods. We did have lights, however, and though I didn't love being in the woods in the dark, I was glad that the trail was marked with highly reflective disks that were easy to spot with a light. It was about an hour of walking through the woods in the dark and another hour of walking along the country road back to the parking lot.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Street & Nye (peaks 3 & 4)

[8/13/2013]

Nick, Ian and I tackled Street & Nye Mountains. These are known for not having great views and so a lot of 46ers treat them as boxes that need to be checked off. There are some potentially exciting spots, though!

The first excitement was crossing Indian Pass Brook. As one website said, "at high water this can be dangerous." The brook was about knee-high, but was moving with so much force that it was pretty difficult to wade without getting knocked down. I couldn't have done it without a hiking pole.

Later on, there was another stream, much calmer and lower, but rather than get my feet wet, I was smart and chose to walk across on a fallen tree, even though the water there was about 3 feet deep. But not smart enough to keep from slipping off the log and going completely under!


The rest of the climb was pretty uneventful, though there were lots of pretty spots. Nick did the entire hike barefoot!

Crossing the brook on the return trip was no easier. When Nick was about halfway across, he got stuck-- unable to lift a foot without feeling like he was going to get swept over. Ian waded back out and helped him across.


Sunday, July 21, 2013

Cascade & Porter (peaks 1 & 2)

Ian and I set off to bag the first two peaks of our 46-peak adventure. My sister Lisa came along. We decided to start off with one of the easiest hikes, to see how we would do: Cascade & Porter mountains. Drove to the trailhead, parking along the side of Route 73 in Keene. Did a few stretches and got started.

We pretty quickly saw what the dynamic was going to be: Ian would march up the mountain as if he were on level ground, then wait for the old folks to come huffing & puffing up the trail.

After about 2 miles, the trail forks: left to Cascade and right to Porter. We did Cascade first, which was only another 0.3 miles, with a little bit of a scramble. There was a bunch of people and even a dog at or near the peak.







Came back down to the intersection and then 0.7 miles up to Porter. Replenished those lost calories with an ice cream at Stewart's afterwards.