Sunday, December 13, 2009

2009 in Review

27-28 December 2009.

Sgt Pulka's Maiden voyage. Todd, Chris and I left Roch at 8:15 headed to Cranberry lake, Peavine Swamp trail. Upon arrival we geared up and noted the tracks of a x-c skier ahead of us. We started off at a quick pace (pushing 3mph on snowshoes). Pulk was working great. We eventually ran into the skier on his way out. We chatted for a bit and then continued. At the leanto, Todd and I set up our tents/tarps while chris went for firewood. I finished setting up and began cutting breaking up the fine mixture of birch and maple Chris was able to scavenge. Todd joined me and Chris set up his rig. I made a fire bed and lit the fire before the sun completely set. Soon we had a nice little blaze going. We cooked up some sausages (and other foods) and sat around for a few hours. While I do not mind solo trips, the short days makes for a long boring night when alone. It was good to be with friends. I retired first and slept very warm... too warm in fact. The next AM Todd expressed a similar issue. I awoke before the sun at my typical time and made some cocoa. Chris was already awake so I didn't feel bad about making noise in the leanto. We left about 24hours from when we first began and made very good time on the return. Stopped at Stewarts for coffee/food. 9 miles total.


Nov 27-29 Bear Lake redux

another trip to Bear Lake to do work on the Lean2 site. Arrived Friday around noon. Quick hike in arrived to Lake just in time to see the tree fall. Set up camp and then immediately got to work. We (Pete, Paul and I) moved the “tooth” and dug a hole for its placement and planted the tooth. This took 3 hours, during which the rock cart flipped up and caught my knee. At one pint I was bracing this 1500lb behemoth between me and the firepit boulder for leverage. By this time, sun was setting so we headed down to camp. After dinner, it was dark and without a fire we decided to retire. Chuck arrived around midnight. The storm came in and since the wind was now from the East, I had to batten down the tarp. The winds were ferocious. The tarp withstood the pounding, though it was cold with the wind robbing my down uilt of its trapped heat. Heard a few trees/branches fall during the night. One right in the middle of our campsite, just a few feet from Chuck's tent. In the AM, we got to work and set the tooth. Then collected more rocks, none as large and we completed the firepit and hearth during which my second brush with near injury occurred. One of the large beech levers slipped out of chuck hand and slammed into my forearm. We prepped the landing site for the helicopter with logs to hold the materials and left garbage collected from around the lake. Evening around the fire with beer and sausages, Chuck, Judy and I. The night was warmer and I only awoke once to natures call. Next day, we cleaned up, covered the tools, hid the canoe and hiked out. 3 Miles and a few bruises


Nov 14-15 Bear Lake in Black river wild Forest with Lean2Rescue

Lean2rescue has built a leanto and will be assembling it this winter onsite. This trip was to prepare the foundation and dig the outhouse. I was on the road at 4:40am and got to the McKeever TH at 8AM. As I waited in my car, I heard another approach. I saw the camo canoe zip past me, so I started the car and followed. I got to the Bear lake Trailhead and met up with Paul. Others soon arrived. We loaded the caoe and began the push. About ¼ mile in, we realized we needed to rebalance the canoe, so Chuck, his son Matthew and I took our packs and we hiked them to the lake and then returned to help with the canoe. Arriving at the site, it was drizzling.. I quickly setup my tarp and others used it to stow their gear. Matthew was wet and cold, so we got him a dry spot underneath. We then go to work digging holes. 4 feet deep and 24inches across for the foundation.

The rain eventually stopped (it was never really that bad). With the holes dug we began looking for rocks. After quarrying and moving a few it began to get late so we set up camp down near the lake. Paul cut us some wood for the fire and then he (and others) left. Chuck, his son and I grilled sausages and had some beverages. Went to bed and slept great.


I awoke with the sun and went to explore the other campsite. After breakfast, Paul returned and we went to work quarrying more rocks. We broke a few straps (1 rated at 900lbs). We completed 3 foundation holes. Late afternoon we returned after stashing the canoe and paddles.




Halloween

Arrived at TH at 8am. The crew was an hour ahead of me but with what they they were pushing I figured to catch them about half-way. As I approached the two canoes, I could see i was in for a world of pain this weekend. I threw my pack into the second canoe and helped push. We slogged through the mud the remaining 2 miles to the lean-to. Set up camp and got right to work removing the old roof. The roof looked in ok shape. In fact the crew replaced it just last year but it leaked. While installing the new roof the rain came. it rained continuously. We finished the roof and went to collect wood. After a fire was made and dinner was eaten the rain stopped. The fire was great. Went to bed and slept like a baby in the hammock. the rain came again during the night. I awoke warm and dry and made breakfast from the comfort of the hammock. back at the lean-to, paul was tending the fire. When everyone was up and ready we continued the days work of bundling the old shingles and digging a new outhouse hole. After lunch we loaded tha canoes with the tools, etc... and began the push back. The first hill was a killer. At the top I became the mule and was pulling the tow line. Through all the mud, I was soaked. Back at the car I changed and headed home. During the trip we joked how if this were our job we would quit, yet we gladly volunteer for this work whenever it is available. As Paul says, we are a stupid bunch. Oh, i made jambalaya for dinner for Chuck and I. The Genny lights I carried in were good too.


Columbus Day Weekend

Met Kayakrski in Wanakena at 8am. Weather was misty, but forecast called for a nice weekend, possible showers on Sunday. We began hiking and getting acquainted with each other. After about 2 miles on the HFL we came to where I had tagged the TH Leary Trail on my GPS. Good guess, tagged it perfectly from the old maps. Gregg had inquired from the Ranger about the Leary trail in our plans. The Rangers report was spot on. {paragraph removed to allow you to experience it for yourself} We took a compass bearing and bushwhacked through, over, under, around, etc... to end up at the High Falls Loop 300ft from where we expected. Not bad considering we knew we were "bending west" due to the swamp. Ironically, at the end of the trip I looked at the old map and it shows a faint dotted line marking a path exactly where we traveled to avoid that swamp. Eerie to say the least.

We crossed a beaver dam to get to the Five Ponds Trail and we followed it to Big Shallow where we ate lunch. By then, the weather had begun to clear and the sky was looking blue. We saddled up and headed to Sand lake. After stopped numerous times to enjoy the views and other treats along the way, we arrived at Sand Lake; tired and hungry. We had traveresed a little over 12 miles, some of which was through the thickest blowdown and new growth i have ever experienced.

The sun was out and we enjoyed the chance to dry ourselves out and warm up. We made camp and collected wood; plenty to be found. Some nice treasures from the old days were found rusting in the near vicinity. A nice fire and stars emerging eventually gave way to my heavy eyelids. I ventured to my hammock while Gregg stayed up a bit longer. I slept soundly until the pitter pat of rain awoke me. A slight rain, but I was warm and dry. I was again fast asleep and awoke with the rising sun. I tried to stay quiet as I made a new fire to remove the morning chill. Gregg soon awoke from his slumber and we both warmed up and ate breakfast. We were on the trail sometime after 9.

On the way to High Falls we encountered the wet section. This was the wettest I had ever seen it. At one point I realized that any effort to stay reasonably dry would be futile so I just high stepped it through hoping my gaiters, boots and fast feet would keep my socks relatively dry. the splashing soaked my pants but in the end it seemed worth it. Soon after, we saw the first people on the trail; a couple of guys and a dog heading out. We warned them of the upcoming wetness.

We arrived at high falls and were the only people there. Strange considering last year at this time it was packed. A quick bite, and relaxing rest on the rocks we headed out. We saw a few more people on the way to Cowhorn, most were on their way back from Cat Mt. One group I noticed a small tree sticking out of his daypack. Thoughts of one of the Karate kid films entered my mind; the one when he went to get that bonsai tree from the cliff. Those thoughts gave way to just how wrong it was for him to be taking a tree, even such a small one. Trail was mushy on the way toward the cat Mt turn. many people=lots of mud. After the junction, the trail was much drier and not well marked. I always end up getting off the trail in this section in the winter since there is nothing to follow. This time of year it was easy to see the foot tread. The trail to Bassout was very obvious this time of year as well; I made a metal note of its location for a future exploration.

Gregg stopped for water and I continued to cowhorn Junction to wait. At the Jnct, I could see the beginning of the old trail to nicks, it disappeared within a few feet. Another future exploration. At Cowhorn junction it began to snow! It really started coming down as we hiked the esker skirting Cowhorn Pond. At cowhorn we decided to both sleep in the shelter and we collected wood. A business card for Hawks Vittles was tucked nicely among the hanging pots/pans in the shelter.

Lots of dead dry hardwood would make for a nice hot bed of coals. I built the base fire and Gregg tended it. We eventually had a nice rager going. After dinner, I soon went to sleep. I awoke at one point feeling very toasty warm. the next time I awoke, I could feel a chill. The reason became apparent in the AM when the frost was visible. The temp had dropped below freezing; my water bottle had ice. After a quick bite for breakfast and a nice warmup from the new fire we headed out a little before 9am.

A quiet and quick pace, my guess is we were both tired. We ran into a family on the way in who directed us around the newly placed logs since they were floating! Back at the car at 11:30 where we met Mark L (from the forum) he remembered me from last years CL-50 hike. What a coincidence. Sat 12.2mi, Sun 15.1mi, Mon 7.5mi. Total miles: 34.8.

24-26 July 2009 Lean2Rescue Woodhull Lake

Was supposed to introduce Pam to the world of Lean2rescue, but the forecasted rain caused her to bail. As promised the weather was sour for the hike in. Poured for over and hour from the TH on. Afterwards just a steady drizzle. After an hour with the poncho, I decided I might as well get wet quickly than slowly and off came the raingear. I slogged the 7.2 miles from Woodgate to Woodhull Lk. Where I met Dick (lean2rescue) Kevin, Tommy and Pat. Pat was guiding Tommy and dad on their first backpacking experience. I showed tommy how to properly use a hatchet and start a fire with wet wood, He was proud of the fire he made. Soon Martha and Sam (L2R) arrived. The rain had since stopped. The rest of the crew arrived and I finally got to meet Ordin (Chuck). We finished putting on the face logs for the lean2 and scouted a site for the new outhouse. Sat came and we headed out to the do the other jobs. I was planning on doing the bridge for which I got the measurements but instead was assigned to log detail. We boated back to the trucks and went to the marked trees. We cut a huge white pine and while using a poor man's crane to hoist the 18ft sections onto the trailers the “crane” tree was uprooted. We harvested that wood and made our way to the lumber yard. Back at the lean2 we carried th eold outhouse to the new location and awaited for the bridge crew to return. We had a great time socializing, beer and venison abounded. Rain came again as the sun set. I fell asleep before the rest of the crew and was an early riser on Sun. We loaded up and were on our way. 7.2 miles and loads of work/fun.

17-19 July 2009 Lake Lila/Mt Frederica

Left Fri AM arrived at parking lot by early afternoon. Forecast was gloomy. Potential rain Fri afternoon/night, thunderstorms Sat. Carried kayaks 0.3mi to put-in (carried the girls 'yaks too as they packed too much stuff and the boats were to heavy for them). Paddled around to find a suitable campsite. Chris went to explore the island site while we checked out the ones “around the point”.#17-20 looked like primo spots esp. #20 but they were all taken. We found Chris on the way towards Buck Island. The site there look good and was open. We got to the site deep into the hemlocks still with w slight view of the water. We made camp and collected some firewood. Went out for a paddle “around the island”. I decided to fish instead. I hooked a monster Large-mouth bass. I kept him on the line as he jumped out of the water, but lost him as he swam towards the boat. The one that got away! Got skunked the rest of the weekend. Back at the site, I wasn't hungry so I didn't make dinner, I just finished off the rest of my lunch snacks. Chris and the girls made hot dogs, I ate the last one else it would have gone in the trash. Used the ursack for the first time. No critters even attacked it. Slept great in the hammock. I awoke at first light and went out to fish a little. Got back to camp and made some coffee. Everyone else eventually awoke and after b-fast we made plans for the day. We paddled down Beaver river to the “falls”. On the return trip saw an eagle trying to fish. He got skunked too, man they are huge that close up. We paddled around to Mt Frederica. Climbed the 1.5 miles(ft elevation) to the summit and looked out over Lila. Sun was shining. So far the only rain was a slight drizzle as we embarked in the AM. Back down the Mt and we had lunch at the leanto (site #7). Paddled across Lila (wind was 45* bhind us so it was fun and tiring) to Shingle Shanty Brook and we went upstream to the first beaver dam. It felt like downstram due to the wind! The way back to the campsite meant going directly into the wind. What fun! Waved breaking over the bow of the boat, the ups/downs we a lot of fun. Back at camp we sat around a bit and eventually made dinner. The evening went quickly and soon we turned in. Slept great and again awoke before all. I had hot chocolate and kashi.Packed up camp and made a bee-line to the put-in. 2 more trips with the boats and we back on the road! About 15 miles in the boat and 5.2 miles on foot.


3-4 July 2009 NPT from Piseco to Spruce Lk

Picked up Alanna at 9am. Left trailhead in Piseco at 12:20 in pouring rain. Didn't wear raingear but protected the packs. Sloshed through the mud and stream crossings to eventaully get to Spruce Lake #2 by 4:30. Set up camp, collected some wood and rested. Ate dinner as the sun was setting and then lit a fire. Went to bed soon after the fire died down. Rained through the night. i awoke at 5am with the "sun". It was overcast and a fog was over the lake. I brought my hammock and sleeping nag to the shelter, retrived the food cache and made myslef some coffee. Alanna awoke at 6am, turned over and went back to sleep. She got up when her alarm sounded at 6:30. We were back on the trail by 7:40 (carrying an extra 5-10 lbs of trash left at the site... grrr) and reached the car at 12:15. 21 miles total. Even with no sun shining I still managed to get sunburned.

27-28 June Allegany National Forest NCT

Toby, Chris and I met at Jay's Diner at 8am. After breakfast we drove to TH near Willow Bay Campground. Hit the trail about noon. Saw a scarlet tanager fly through the trees... hope he keeps eating up any gypsy mothe larvae he finds! After about 300ft gradual elevation gain we descended back to the reservoir (4 miles) a neat campsite a few hundred feet up the run. We continued to Tracy Ridge trail. We took the left turn and gained about 700ft in elevation over the next mile or so. After a fgew side trails to see some vistas (none to be found) we made our way to Johnycake Run and back to the reservoir level. Made camp for the night. I went stoveless this trip and had a hummus, avocado, and tomato flatbread sammy for dinner. Toby yogied some beers from a pontoon boat tied up nearby. Keystone light, but after a day of hiking beer is awesome, and free beer can't be beat! Set up hammock with tarp folded back to sleep under the stars. Awoke to moonlight lit up hammock as it dipped to the horizon, and then back to dark when the stars appeared. Gazed for few minutes and back to sleep. Awoke to an overcast morning with a rainbow over the hills reflected back into the reservoir. Toby slept in as Chris and I had our breakfast. We woke up T at 8:30. At 9:15 we were back on the NCT, 6 miles back to the TH. As we passed by the “cool campsite”, I hung my hammock over the edge of the creek for a photo shoot. Rained on/off all morning but we didn't get wet. Rainy drive home. 15.4 miles total.



20-21 June Black River WF- Chub Pond

Left Roch at 8am. Met Budge and Sarah at the Syr Park&Ride at 10am. Drove together to TH. Talked about bushcraft on the way up. Nice folks. Weather called for rain all day. We were prepared to get soaked. Rain did come, but never got below the canopy. Sun appeared just as we arrived to the Lean2. Got measurements of the bridge for Chuck (Ordin) so we can do repairs. Set up camp. Collected wood. I ate lunch while budge and sarah finished setting up. Small hike to end of peninsula. Did some fishing, no luck. Saw humminbirds and loons. First time seeing loons for budge and sarah. They don't have em in Britain.Awoke early, tried to fish again no luck. Sat on the Princess bench for a bit to take in the view. Shoreline covered in broken (hatched) turtle shells. Watched a beaver swim across the lake. Broke camp at 8am. Remarked how we lucked out with the weather. Trail was soggy in many places due to atv and snowmobile use. Grr. Great trip. Nice to meet new people. 7.6 miles.



24-25 May 2009 Five Ponds WA

Left at 4am and arrived at Wanakena TH just before 8am. Rain appeared while I was driving. I contemplated whether I would need rain gear when I arrived. I did. After donning my poncho, I set out on the trail. About a mile in I came to a hunter's path. I decided to check it out for about ¼ mile before I headed back out. It has been obviously cleared over the years evidenced by the path cut via saw (I am guessing after the '95 microburst). I wonder if this was the old Dobson Trail? The rain ended and I continued to wear my poncho out of fear the rain would start again and to allow it to dry. I passed by High Rock and continued on to the junction with the five ponds trail. I have since removed my poncho and put on bug dope and a net. Skeeters were in full force. I headed to Big Shallow after crossing a few beaver dams and checking out the campsites on the Oswegatchie. Recent trail maintenance with log disks cut as steps in muddy sections. I arrived at Big Shallow and wasn't alone. A man by the name of Dan, from Liverpool was there. He had camped either there or Wolf Pond the night before. Ate some lunch and chit chatted with Dan. He told me some stories about the '95 microburst. The wind was blowing so it kept the skeeters and any black flies at bay. Another two people showed up. They stopped to take a photo and then were on there way. After lunch and filling up with water, I headed back out. I spotted a pink ladyslipper on the trail and snapped a photo. Back at the high falls loop trail I looked for the old junction of the Leary Trail with no luck. I stopped on the bridge to take respite in the breeze. Dan showed up and we again chatted for a bit. He also looked for the old Leary Trail with no luck. He passed on by me and I continued to High Falls to meet up with Rob and Lee. I turned around and the three of us headed back to High Rock. Rob and Lee we the last of the group that was supposed to hike the CL-50. A few had bailed after the first day due to bugs and injuries. We arrived at High Rock around 4:30pm. I totaled the miles in my head. Almost 20 miles for the day. No wonder my heels were starting to hurt. After making camp, I went to the river to soak my feet. I soon realized the cause of my heel uncomfort. A blister the size of a marble! I administered some first aid and decided against putting my feet in the water. My tender heel make walking now slightly painful. Made some dinner and we had a small fire and retired early. Rob and Lee were both tired. It was their big mileage day. I got up after sunset and restarted the fire as I knew the bugs would be gone. After a few minutes of campfire TV, I returned to my hammock. I awoke early and made some cocoa. The two others slowly emerged and after breakfast and packing up we were under way (about 7:30ish). We arrived at my car and 9:15 and I gave the guys a ride back to burnthbridge TH. Total miles for the trip 23.8.


28-29 March 2009. Chub Pond in Black River WF.

Glen, Pam and I left Jay's Diner at 9am for a quick trip to the ADK's. “We don't know shit trip”. The weather was supposed to be very nice and then turn to rain overnight. It was more than very nice, predicted mid 50's were in reality low 70's. Strange hiking on snow and arriving at camp with a frozen lake when the weather was in the 70's. Glen reminded me that it was exactly one-year ago that he and I (along with others) were there and the nighttime low was 4*F. When we signed in at the trail register I noticed Bill I. was going to Gull Lake. We exchanged pleasantries in the trail register. Beautiful day, and evening. Throughut the hike in we came across many animal scat which was emerging from its frozen slumber beneath the snow. Not sure what most were, hence the name of the trip. Rain didn't come until 3-4am. Hike out was damp and turned to rain. The combination of the warm weather and rain had increased the mud, and puddles on the trail. Some parts we were basically walking in a stream. Hike out as always was very quick. 2hrs. 9 total miles.


Feb 20-22nd Sugar Hill State Forest along the FLT.

The "Don't strand me Bro" trip. Todd and myself parked at the firetower and hiked down to the FLT and then to the Buck Settlement leanto. Saw a tree that had been skimmed by a hunters deer slug just before we go to CR21. About 1/4 mile back on the trail after CR21, we saw a tree stand. We came to an area of the trail that "felt strange". I paused to view a small knob and some scraggily underbrush and wondered "what had been here", "was the trail speaking to me again". I noted how the areas seemed odd to me though I had passed it a couple times before. We descended to Glen Creek where I had always thought there used to be something here. Todd called me the "trail whisperer". The trail does have a spiritual sense but it may be just that I see things and my mind wanders. Who knows, maybe the trail does speak to me. We followed the creek to the Buck Settlement Leanto. We set up camp, I decided to spend the night in the leanto. Collected firewood, made dinner and retired early. I did not sleep so well, why I constantly go against my better judgement and try to sleep in leantos time and time again is beyond me. I awoke before daybreak and remade the fire. The sun rose as did Todd. He packed up and headed back to the car. I mused whether to take a hike or to collect/prep more wood. I elected the latter and soon had a large pile of cut and stacked wood, half of which wood not be burned. Glen arrived at 11:30. I hadn't expected him until 3. He texted me that he wasn't coming about 1/4mile from the leanto as a joke but since my cell phone was off I didn't get it. His eyes bugged out when he saw the wood pile and said he was only joking about me doing that. We took a short hike to the old cemetery and then to Ebenezer's X-ing. Glen really liked the cemetery. Back at camp we chatted for hours about which I cannot recall. We made dinner and a big fire. Conversation circled around the weather and what was expected for the night. We were on bed around 8:30ish. I slept like a baby until 3:30 when nature called and then immediately fell back asleep until the sun was already up (7:30). We packed up and were on our way. We saw some neat shelters people had built "survivorman" style. Glen was parked on CR21, so it was a short, but uphill hike back. Awesome trip, Glen and I decided we would Section Hike the FLT, including the spurs, together. 8.1 miles.


Jan 24-25th Rimrock/Morrison Trail in Allegany NF.


We don't need no stinkin' snowshoes! Ok maybe we should have. Arrived at the TH and were underway by 11ish. Glen, Jen, Alanna, Pam, Amber, Rich, Toby, Jerry and myself took many wrong turns and eventually found our way to the resevoir, mostly along the Rimrock trail. We hiked on the frozen resevoir to the Morrison Campground. Estimated 2 miles along the frozen water. I made camp at a slightly different spot as I needed trees to hang the hammock. Made a quick fire to cook dinner. Was needed as most peoples stoves didn't work so well in the single digits. Was going to get cold. Went to bed early and slept great. Awoke to the ice booms every once in a while. Temp got down to -7*F at night. Was close to zero when I emerged and melted/boiled snow for coffee and oatmeal. Had sausage and cajun rice for dinner. First trip of 2009, and a frigid one.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

2008 in Review

  

2008 in Review


Jan 5th-6th HA DE RON DA WA Snowshoe Trip to Middle Settlement Lake. Seasonably warm- low of 29F. W/ Rich, Todd, Aaron, Chris. Stayed in Leanto. Should have learned from before! (6.4 miles)


Jan 19-20, 2008 Italy Hill State Forest. Stayed at “The Outback Inn” Leanto. Temps down to 6*F Meals: (dehydrated) Sausage and Elbows, Breakfast Casserole (15? miles)

Chris and Russ


Feb 23-24, 2008 Five Ponds Wilderness Area. Me, Aaron, and Rich (Chris, and Todd were sick and had to bail) 11am Backpacked from Wanakena Trailhead to Janacks Landing Leanto (4.2mi). Ate lunch then continued to High Falls Leanto (8.7mi). After Janacks, we had to break trail (snowshoes in 3-feet of base with a few inches of new powder). Arrived at High falls at 4:30pm. Collected wood made fire. Ate smoked sausages for dinner. We were so hungry I cooked next morning breakfast (sausage hash). We all went to bed at 8pm. Cold night 4.1*F. Broke camp at 8:30 arrived back at trailhead at noon. (17.4mi)


March 29-30, 2008 Chub Pond in BLACK RIVER WF. Aarons Sausage Trip. Me, Aaron, Rich, Toby, Chris, Todd, and Glen. This was Toby's first winter trip and the weather cooperated. Sunny days and frigid night (4.6*F). 11am Backpack with snowshoes to Chub Pond (4.4mi). Reading the shelter journal, it didn't seem like this was a well visited spot. Odd, considering its beauty and not so difficult terrain. Perhaps the other leanto is more popular. Collected wood, Aaron carried a dead pine tree across the frozen lake. It provided plenty of wood. Aaron cooked sausages on the fire. Sophomoroc humor followed for the next few hours. Clear sky at night, Capella, Sirius and Betelgeuse were the first stars to appear directly above the lake. The rest of the constellations filled in shortly after. Woke up in middle of night to hear coyotes. Apparently a few decided to check us out and one was keenly interested in Glen's tent. Hike out began with a steep hill for 3/4mile. At some point after we arrived, a few snowmobiles had packed down the trail which, until us, was undisturbed snow. 2Nd 2 miles out went very quickly.


May 3rd-4th. Hiking meetup Group Trip. Another trip to Chub Pond (BLACK RIVER WF). Glen from March trip along with 5 others. Hi temp on Saturday was 78, low Sunday AM was 34. Forecast called for rain but we did not get any until after we went to bed Sat nite. Slight drizzle when we awoke, Dry hike out except for the ground. Loons were back to the pond. Dinner was pasta and sausage. B-fast was hash brown, sausage egg casserole. Slept in hammock first nite of the season. Slept like a baby!


Friday 23 May- Monday 26 May: Trip to High Peaks (actually DIX MOUNTAIN WA).

Drove in with WinterWarlock (Scott) on friday night. We spent the night at the DEC campground in Wilmington Notch. On Saturday we met Kim (Adventurous) and Courtney (Leaf) and we climbed Mt Colvin and Mt Blake. It was exactly 5000ft of elevation (only because Scott held his GPS over his head at the car to give us the last foot). 15.85miles total. We went back to the campground and I cooked dinner for Scott, myself and Seth, Adam who we are planning on climbing a few more peaks the next day. I cooked NY Strips and Scalloped potatoes. Adam and Seth brought the beer. The next day I and Scott were to sore to hike the other peaks (me more than him, that knee problem of mine again...grrr). We bailed after a mile into the Eastern High Peaks from the Loj. Scott and I hiked into the Gorge and Wilmington Notch and then did some fishing in the Ausable River. No luck though Scott caught his forearm with a fly. We met up with Adam and Seth at the 46R banquet where Adam got his 46R certificate. Great trip boy is my body sore.


June 7-8, 2008 FLNF. Chris and I left Sat AM and parked off Potomac Rd near Foster's Pond. We hiked in the 100yds to the campsite. After setting up camp we hiked to Foster's Pond and then down the Interlocken trail to the Burnt Hill Trail. We passed the pastures and the radio tower. We met up again with the Interlocken and continued South. We took the Gorge trail almost to its Eastern Terminus where we stopped for lunch right at the property line in the Hemlocks overlooking the gorge. Back up the trail to the Interlocken and then continued to the Dunham Leanto. We came back to Fosters via the Interlocken. 10 miles total, 5hours start to finish. Made a fire, had a summer shower in the rain. Temp was 92*F (record high was 89*F set in 1955). Ate some sausage over the fire wrapped in tortilla. Slept soundly in the hammock till 6am. Came home right after breakfast the the Ovid Diner.


21-22 June 2008. Hickory Creek in the Allegheny Forest in PA. Me, Glen, and Jen departed Sat AM. Arrived at the trailhead around noon. After signing in we hiked to Jacks Run counterclockwise. We had heard thunder rumblings in the distance but the sky was still clear. We continued to the 3rd campsite at Jacks Run. After setting up camp we made a fire and cooked dinner. Soon after we had finished the first of the rain began. It was light and refreshing. By 9pm we had a torrential downpour with the full storm. A group of hikers passed through on their way to another site? Slept soundly in the hammock though there is a small part of the tarp I need to seam seal a little better. Started a fire the next morning with wet wood. I surprised myself.12 miles total.


6 july-8july 2008

hiked about 6 miles with Jeff down/back interloken trail.

Went to FLNF for a solo night. Jeff joined me the next day. It was his into to sleeping in the wild. He loved it, especially the hammock sleeping. Cooked brownies, and beef/rice burritos. gentle rain the second night. It was cooling and refreshing. Caught two largemouth in Fosters Pond (both about 6in).


11-13 July 2008

WM C WHITNEY WA/Little Tupper lake and Rock Pond


Chris and I feft Friday at 7:30am from Rochester. Arrived in 4.5 hours at the Ranger Station and put-in. Ate lunch and launched kayaks. Paddled around a bit and checked out site #7. Saw what appeared to be a bald eagle soaring and fishing. Site #7 had some really cool remnants of old mansions...specifically fireplaces. No photo (what was I thinking). We then paddled across the lake over to sites 21 and 22. We then checked out #10 which we had heard was the best. Well it had a beach, other than that it wasn't that great. Better than the south shore sites tho. Made camp and relaxed a bit. Then paddled around the island and past site #11 on the point. Saw 10 loons. Got a photo of 8 of them all at once. Made foil dinners and biscuits for supper. Boy were the mosquitoes bad! On Saturday we awoke early. Ate a quick breakfast and packed up lunch. We paddled the rest of the perimeter of LTL. Site #12 seemed very nice. Paddled upstream to Rock Pond. Carried over a few beaver dams and used the portage around the rapids. Rock pond was gorgeous. Really neat rock formations on the southern shore beyond the island. The island was an awesome spot for lunch and appears to be a great camp site. Even the snapping turtle agreed. He was there to greet us at the landing. The seagulls on the small island were not to happy as we approached,, so we turned away. Never found the portage to Hartigans. Paddled back to camp. On the way out, we passed almost everyone else from LTL going to Rock Pond, thus we ended up having both Rock Pond and LTL to ourselves. Took some naps as we had paddled about 12 miles. Made spaghetti with pesto for dinner. Wind picked up at night. Made the tarps flap in the wind. Still very windy in the AM. As soon as we started bfast the rain came. And boy did it come. We were drenched packing up camp. By the time we put-in and started back to HQ, the rain had stopped. It was still quite windy which helped us as it was to our backs. We had no idea of the time we left but it was 9:20 when we got to the car.


26-27 July, 2008 Queer Lake via Cascade Loop in PIGEON LAKE WA

Chris, Paula, Alanna, Becca and I left for the ADKs at 7am on Saturday. We arrived at trailhead and were off hiking at 11am. Our goal was to hike to Queer lake via Cascade trail circumnavigating Cascade Lake, about 7.5 miles. We stopped for lunch at Cascade Falls about a half hour in. Great little spot. Saw the site of the old girls camp, tennis courts and old logging camp area. We continued around Cascade only to miss the turn to Queer Lake trail. When we reached the other side of Cascade we realized our error and went back to the turn. This added .6miles to our day. It was wet going and we received a brief shower on the way to Queer. Arrived at Queer Lake to find a couple already there. Nice people. We set up camp, read the shelter log, etc... After dinner we were greeted by a thunderstorm across the lake a few miles away. No real rain for us, but a great show in the clouds. All kinds of colors. A young couple stopped by and eventually made way to camp on the other point. Saw them again the next day hiking out. At night the storm passed over us. Rained consistently all night. Rather gently, but some awesome thunder and lightning quite a distance away. But bright enough to light up the entire area. With a waning moon almost to the new, it was very dark at night except for the flashes. I awoke early and got a fire going. The other couple got an early start and headed out. Alanna slept in. She crawled out of her tent after we were done with bfast. Paula had a bum knee and hip so it was decided that we would possible use a bailout trail for her if necessary. Chris went with her and we continued around Windhall Lake back to the trailhead. Paula and Chris were waiting for us. Great trip. Glad to have Becca with us. Always good to get new friends to backpack with. Total miles about 14.



6-7 Sept 2008 Panther Pond via Gleasman's Falls in INDEPENDENCE RIVER WF

Another Meetup Group trip. Alanna, Becca, Jenise, Kurt, Christine and I departed Rochester at 6AM. Arived at trailhead and was hiking at 10am. Rain came as we approached Gleasemans Falls. Still a very nice view. We dubbed the river Beer Creek as it looked like flowing brown beer, complete with beer foam. Rain stopped about a mile later and we ate lunch. From the falls to the footbridge is 4.2 miles on the map. With the NG software it comes out to only 2. The map is right as we were to find out. Lots of twists and turns which are to small to show on the map but double the distance. Rain came again and between it and the wet ferns our feet got soaked. Arrived at the Panther Pond leanto 3:45 wet and tired. It began to pour again. We all decied to forego our tents and hammocks and sleep sardine style in the shelter. I read The Cremation of Sam McGee after lights out, which was close to 9pm. We slept in till after sunup and hiked out. 21.6 total miles. Oh, i made mushroom and barley stew with salami and saffron for dinner.



13-14 Sept Lean2Rescue at Sand Lake Falls in BLACK RIVER WF

I finally got to meet up with this great crew. Sat AM I met Pete and Doug in Syracuse and we drove to the trailhead. We used a 4WD vehicle to get to where the canoe was located. We hauled our gear in the canoe to the put-in 1.3 miles away. We then canoed 1 mile to the leanto. We spent the rest of the day putting on a new roof and new floor to the leanto. Sun AM we finished our work, cleaned up and returned the same way. This time we were hauling out tons of gear, literally. We estimate that each canoe was hauling 800+ pounds which we had to drag uphill back to the 4WD vehicles 2.6 miles away. I have never been so tired in my life. This was the complete opposite of lightweight backpacking. 2 miles in canoe, 5.2 miles on land. 7.2 miles total. Oh did I mentioned it poured Sat night which meant the trail was mush. I was walking in knee high water and muck some of the time. Time for bed.

4 Oct 2008 Italy Hill State Forest


Chris and I returned to camp at the secret campsite we found back in January. This time we returned via Access Point 7, did the road walk climbed to the lookout point then down the hill to the valley below ending with the gradual climb to Italy Hill. We also returned with 5 others. Glen, Jen, Toby, Alanna and Pam. Pam is new to the group and seems excited to have found like minded people to explore the outdoors. She also kayaks, Chris and I invited her to join us on next summer's paddle to Wm C Whitney. We drank rum and joked around all night. Slept in the hammock, it was chilly but the poncho windbreak works well (as long as it stays put). 15 miles total with about 2000 ft elevation, Oh I ate black bean and riso stew for dinner and breakfast casserole for b-fast.


11-13 Oct 2008

Columbus Day Weekend

Cranberry Lake 50

Awoke at 3am to get breakfast and make the 4 hour drive from Rochester to Cranberry Lake. Last second check of the weather forecast assured me I was to have a beuatiful weekend. Met John and Ann at the Emporium Marine at 8:30 am where John and I drove to the Peavine Swamp TH. Parked my car and we headed to the Burntbridge TH. Having John shuttle me was a great. I hate roadwalking. I reminded myself to take a few side trails on the trip in order to make up the lost distance. Hit the trail at 8:59am and was at the trail register by 9:17. The weather report was spot on, sun was shining and was beginning to clear away the morning crispness in the air. Autumn was definitely here the colors were changing the leaves were rustling with each step. Passed by a few groups from SUNY Potsdam at Brandy Creek. Shortly Cranberry Lake came into view. Cranberry Lake was gorgeous with the glasslike water and autumnal hues in the background. Dog Pond Loop had some blowdown as reported but manageable. Some nice campsites along CL. Crossed the creek before East inlet and turned upstream for a few hundred feet before I realized the trail went the other way. I retraced my steps and soon found myself at East Creek. I stopped for an early morning snack and made my way to Curtis Pond. I ran into another group of SUNY Potsdam students eating lunch. Some had just finished taking a dip. They said the water was “very cold”. Took in the views at Curtis and Irish Ponds. Met up with 2 couples at Piroux Crossing. I cannot remember their names but I did run into 2 of them again the next day. One mentioned their daughter was an early finisher of the CL-50 and reminded me to tell Bill Gleason when I completed the loop. The old logging road named Otterbrook Trail was very well maintained and an easy walk. I really got into the “zone” on this part. I mused that if I made it to Chairrock Flow early enough I may have to reconsider where I spend the first night. It took me a while to cross Chairrock Creek, I can't imagine what it would be like during a time of high water. I decided to stop by and say hi to adkforum's “Chairrock”. We talked for bit and he showed me around his property. I got to see the “million dollar view” from his front yard. Chairrock and I hiked to the Six-Mile Creek trail register. It was 4pm when we departed ways but not before John took a photo of me under the trail sign. While on my way to Olmsted Pond and walking across the beaver dam my knee told me that 20 miles was enough for the day. I agreed. I decided I would stay at the first campsite. Met two fisherman on their way out. They told me two other hikers were camping at the second campsite and the leanto was open. I thanked them while secretly knowing I was staying at the first “camp here” disk I saw. I made camp and cooked dinner. 20.3 miles +3166' elevation -2957'


Slept very well in the hammock. Awoke in the middle of the night to large splashing sounds. It sounded like someone was throwing large rocks into the pond. I assumed it was beavers. The next am I awoke early just so I watch the sunrise. I drank coffee while watching the sun appear. It looked to be another gorgeous day. Stopped by and chatted with the other two hikers at the 2nd campsite. They were ADK members from the Albany area. They saw the campsite from the leanto and decided it was a better site. (It was). As I approached the leanto I noticed it was occupied by two other hikers. We chatted for a few moments and then I was on my way. When I reached the Six-Mile Creek Trail I shed my wind pants as the day was already beginning to heat up (or was I moving quickly?). Six-Mile Creek Trail was easy going along the ridge. I decided to check out the leanto at Cowhorn Pond. I read the shelter log as I had a snack. Just before Glasby Pond I ran into one of the couples from the previous day. They were headed to Cat Mountain. They commented I was making great time. I knew I was hiking faster than usual, I chalked it up to the lighter pack and being able to go at my own pace. I was certainly enjoying the scenery as I walked. Along the High Falls Loop I thought to myself about the last time I was here in February. The log bridges were much easier to cross this time plus I could see the trail and the markers. I passed by a couple who were on a day hike to High Falls. When they asked how much farther, all I could recall was that in February it was another 3 hours! I chuckled to myself as I came to the beaver dam within minutes and not hours like last time and soon made it to the “logs” that crossed the plains. The logs which took us at least half and hour to traverse in February were crossed in seconds. Admittedly I took the “low route” after the initial feeling of “heights” as I started across the higher more direct log. At High Falls I looked for the tree Aaron climbed in February but did not find it. Quite a popular spot in the warmer weather. The leanto was occupied, and at least 3 other groups were enjoying the falls. On the way back out, I passed by a large rusting machine left over from the logging days. I didn't remember this from February. On my way back to the main trail, I passed by the couple from before that was heading to High Falls, apparently the wife has already uttered a few F-bombs. The trail was mushy in places just as I was told. Got to High Rock at 3pm. No one else was there yet, but at such a popular spot my solitude would be short. I set up my hammock away from the main area as I knew I would be joined by others. After eating an afternoon snack and considering a quick dip a large group suddenly arrived. This was one of the groups I saw at High Falls. They were Tuscarora, most had never been backpacking before. I spoke with one of their leaders, Neil, for a while. The group was from the Niagara area, Syracuse and Messina. They all got together in the hopes of eventually hiking the Tuscarora Trail in 2013 for the 300th anniversary of when many Tuscaroras left the Carolinas for New York. A great bunch, some for sure will get the backpacking bug. The teenagers complained of the days hiking distance, I assume this was due to the 50# packs they were carrying. We spent the evening around the campfire and we watched the sunset give way to the moonrise. I retired first, the group soon followed. 14.1 miles +1362' -1434' elevation


I awoke before sunrise and made some coffee to again watch the sun make its appearance. I was all packed up before my new friends ventured out of their tents. As I was about to leave, Neil and his wife appeared. We chatted a bit and were greeted by a Grey Jay. (Must have been a sign!) I made my farewells and hoped we would see each other on the trail again someday. The trail to Wanakena went quickly and i arrived at the gate and met Mark L with some friends. He mentioned Chairrock posted about my progress on the forum. The general store in Wanakena was not yet open, a lady in front said it had a few more minutes. The roadwalk to the Ranger School was uneventful. I was at the trail to Peavine at 9:10. Just under 5 miles to go. I immediately realized I would be finishing the CL-50 in about 50 hours. A rather interesting coincidence. The Peavine trail was extremely fast, I guessed it was due to the smooth surface as compared to some other trails. In fact, I mused how smooth the High Falls loop was from High Rock to Wanakena. I slammed my toe hard into a rock that was buried in the leaf litter. I cursed outloud. Almost 50 miles and no injury until now. I sucked it up and expected to see a nasty looking toe when I got to the car. I got to the register at 10:24am and my car 3 minutes later where I changed into some fresh clothes. Clean clothes on a dirty body, I still smelled but at least my clothing was dry. On the way home I recalled the trip in my mind. So glad Chairrock recommended it to me as I contemplated what to do for this three day weekend. 9.56 miles +621' -755' elevation


Total miles: 43.9


1-2 Nov 2008

It's winter already trip? AKA will Farkus freeze to death. Rich, Toby, Farkus and I went to Cowhorn Pond near Wanakena. Predicted low was 16*F so Chris bailed, smart move. We started the hike in with snowshoes as recommended by a kindly gentleman who plowed out a parking spot for us. Snowshoes are slow going and use a lot of energy. Many parts of the trail were dry, but some had drifts of 2'. After lunch at the Janacks Landing signpost, we continued our way to the Cowhorn trail turnoff. We soon ditched the snowshoes as the trail was easier without. Between Glasby Pond and the the trail to Cowhorn Junction the streams were swelled and difficult to cross. Some deep snow in parts too. Wet feet were guaranteed. We made it to Cowhorn Pond at 3:53, 4.5 hours from when we hit the trail. I started prepping the firepit while others got their sleeping stuff arranged. Wood was gathered and dinner was prepped. After I lit the fire and got the scalloped potatoes cooking on the alcohol stove, I had Farkus cook the ham steaks. Dinner was served and I put the dessert on the fire. I tended to dessert while eating. After 20 or so minutes, warm gooey pineapple upside down cake emerged. The hot sweet dessert was a great finish. The sun began to set below the horizon, Rich was already in his sleeping bag, it was only 5pm. By 6:30 it was dark and we talked about going to bed and laughed at how early it was. Rich had already ventured in/out of consciousness. I do not know what time it was but the rest of us were soon in our bags. We joked and were a little worried that Farkus' bag would keep him warm enough at night. His snoring through the night let us know he hadn't frozen to death. At one point, well into the night he got up and stoked the fire. It was only 11:30. By morning I was wide awake and the sun had yet to make its appearance. I fell back asleep. Finally the sun rose and I got up and nursed the fire back so we could thaw our boots. After some coffee and oatmeal we packed up and were on our way. The hike out took 3 hours. Mostly downhill and less weight coupled with the broken trail and no snowshoes allowed for quicker travel. My thoughts wandered during the last few miles to the car and I planned my next group dinner, shepherds pie! Now to figure out what to make for dessert to accompany it! Total miles 14.8.



28-30 Nov 2008

Due to a late start and winter conditions, our (Todd and myself) original plan was scrapped en route and we decided on Dix Mt via Round Pond Trailhead. We arrived at approx 2;30 to a snow covered parking ot. Fortunately as we discussed snowshoeing out a parking spot a hunter emerged from the woods and gave us his spot. Thus began the mile and a half uphill march with snowshoes. From Rt 73 to Round Pond was basically uphill and slow going in snowshoes. We had a slight break from the uphill as we approached Round and then it flattened out until we reached the run up towards noonmark junction. About halfway up this run, we both decided there was no way we were going to make it to the leanto at Boquet River before darkness so we turned off trail to find a suitable spot to make camp. It was difficult to find a flat spot in this area, but a large boulder provided just enough room for 2 tents (barely) and we could build a fire up against the boulder.Wood was plentiful with feet of our site and we soon were set up with a fire. Some hot chocolate and grilled kielbasa along with the fire made for a nice evening. We retired after discussing our plans for the the next day. We awoke at daybreak and decided to fore go breakfast and eat it at the leanto. Well, we had to break trail and continue uphill, it took us 3.5 hours to get to the leanto. Todd had a nap and I ate breakfast (now lunchtime) and collected wood. Todd awoke after an hour and made some food and then collected wood. We spent some time gathering quite a bit and breaking it all up. At the sun set we started the fire. At around 6pm Todd spotted a headlamp in the woods and I heard some voices. Soon, Lora Lee and Viriya from Bard College showed up. Biy were they happy there was a fire and still room in the leanto. Very nice young people to share the evening with. We joked that they owed us dinner for making the fire. They did make enough for 4, but we had our own. Stars came out and we realized it would be a cold night. The temp was already dropping quickly, plus we were at 2300'. We awoke to frozen boots and I restarted the fire. Made coffee and breakfast, broke camp and hiked back out. The hike out was much faster and less tiringthan the way in. Worn trail and downhill made it fast. Back at the car and the Noon Mark diner for lunch. The drive home was just about as difficult as the hike. Traffic and weather made a 5 hour drive take 6 hours. As tough as it was, it was still a good trip.


6-7 December 2008. My return to Murphy Lake aka The Jambalaya Jaunt. Rich, Toby, Aaron and I hiked in to Murphy Lake in the Wilcox Wild Forest. At the TH, a lady from the School of Forestry was conducting a survey about the management area use. All 4 of us participated. She gave us hot chocolate! The hike in was mostly uphill on snow and ice. This wasn't too much of an issue except where the frozen stream was like glass. Very slippery. Once at the campsite, we made camp. Aaron and Toby pitched tents, Rich his tarp and bivy and me in my hammock (yes I learned from last time). After collecting firewood and punching a hole in the ice to get water. A fire was started and dinner began cooking. As per the title, jambalaya was on the menu. The olive oil was in a semi solid state. The chicken was still partially frozen as was the hot sausage. I made a 2 log cooking fire and began cooking. Rich made me some coffee and soon we had a hot meal. Dessert was hot fruit cobbler. Both dinner and dessert were great. Toby likes the pineapple upside down cake better. Arron and I stayed up late (10pm) burning the fire. I awoke first at 6:30am and restarted the fire. By 7, Rich was up and had some hot water for my AM coffee. Aaron and Toby emerged shortly and we slowly packed up. the hike out was very quick as it was mostly downhill and my pack was 10lbs lighter. Stopped at a diner on the way home. great trip. 7.6 miles total.