Thursday, November 26, 2015

Mt. Waldo & Mosquito Mtn. on Thanksgiving

On Thanksgiving Day, my cousin Julia and I went up to explore some nearby mountains.  (This may or nay not have had something to do with a long day the day before in the White Mountains...)

Mount Waldo, a prominent mountain in the horizon from my house was our first trip, and I apologize for not taking any photos on the hike.  The best I can offer is a picture of it from the other mountain we went to, Mosquito Mountain, which is just to the east.

Mt. Waldo from Mosquito Mtn.
We went up the service route for the radio towers on top from Tyler Lane.  It is the most direct route up nay mountain I've ever seen.  But it was quite icy, even with as warm as it was on Thanksgiving.  Micro-spikes were required for walking up some of the granite ledges near the top.  Here is the elevation profile from the last time I was up, since it's the same trail.


Hike Details
Miles hiked: 2.2
Time elapsed: 1.1 hours
Total ascent: 670'


Mosquito Mountain, the next hill to the east, is known for a granite quarry, just like Mt. Waldo is.  I'm not sure if there are trails up Mosquito, so we just headed up the road to the quarry.  There were many blocks everywhere, and the puddles were mostly frozen.


Julia standing on ice
And because heavy equipment is awesome, here is one of their excavators:


A granite bridge across to the other side, where the actual summit is.


There were two bigger mountains to the east that we saw from a viewpoint that overlooked the Penobscot River and beyond.  There remain unidentified, but perhaps a browsing of the atlas may reveal what they are and how to hike them.

Here is a map of Mosquito Mountain from Google Earth.


Hike Details
Miles hiked: 1.3
Time elapsed: 1 hour (including exploring of the quarry)
Total ascent: 310'

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Thanksgiving Trip to Mt. Monroe and Mt. Washington

I celebrated Thanksgiving (well, the day before if we're being picky) by searching out some snowy mountains to hike with my cousin Kristen.  Luckily, we were able to find a free day in common to hike together.  (It can be tricky working weekends...)

The verdict was Mt. Monroe via the Ammonoosuc Trail.  Neither of us had been up that way before, so all was new and exciting.  I left my house at 4 in the morning to try and get a good start on the hike.  This is a wintertime 4am, where it's dark for a number of hours still.

I made it to western Maine before the dawn started to peek over the horizon behind me.  I stopped to take a picture.  The color spectrum in the morning really is one of my favorite things.

The morning glow in western Maine
I arrived only a few minutes late to the trailhead for the Ammonoosuc Trail.  I had come down Jefferson Notch road, which was thankfully still open, cutting off significant mileage from my commute.  It was here I got my first taste of snow from last night's storm.  Just an inch or so, but enough to make everything white.

Soon enough, Kristen arrived and we got our layers on.  I feel like this ought to be called onioning.  Getting all your winter layers on like an onion right?

Just a bit into the trail
As the trail follows the stream, we passed some views into the Ammonoosuc Ravine, where the high parts of the mountain were clouded over.  Soon, we found lots of ice where there are normally rock steps.  Time for micro-spikes.

Kristen on the ice
It just got icier and icier as we climbed.  Rime started to form on the trees.  Rime is one of the most beautiful things in the mountains.  And extremely fragile as well. Just a quick puff of air, and it can fall off.  But it stays on with the howling winds of the high hills somehow.

Icy ledges (trail goes to the right thankfully).
More ice negotiation, and we found ourselves approaching the col between Monroe and Washington.  The home of Lakes of the Clouds Hut.

Our first view of Mt. Monroe 
Lakes of the Clouds Hut, all locked up for the winter
It was 0.4 miles from here to the summit, and it was eerily calm on this ascent. Normally, I expect to be tortured with 60 mph winds up here, especially this time of year.  But no, it was mostly calm.

Kristen's photo of us from Mt. Monroe
Not much in for views today, but hey, I got my snow fix, so that counts for something.  We headed to the Hut again, where I hoped to be able to convince Kristen to join me to summit Mt. Washington as well.  I was unsuccessful.  We agreed to turn on phones as a safety, and we split ways, me heading up to the summit of New Hampshire, and she going back to the trailhead.

I was hoping for, but not expecting views from Mt. Washington.  It was rime-covered for most of the trail up, with some icy patches, but no issues with the micro-spikes. After a relatively slow 1.4 miles, I saw the weather station buildings materialize into view.  Quite spooky, and looking like the dead of winter, not a mere dusting from November.

Mt. Washington weather station
'Bout 8" of rime if y'ask me
Some friendly hikers from the area agreed to get my picture at the top.  It was uncomfortably windy at this point, so I spent a very short amount of time up here.

Yay!
As per usual, it started to clear as I descended.

Ice patches on the trail to Mt. Washington

I could see all the way to Mt. Monroe and down to Lakes of the Clouds Hut as I worked my way down.  Still pretty calm around here.

Mt. Monroe
The icy trail past the Hut was truly a scary experience on the way down.  I was wishing I had crampons and an axe the whole time until I was back on bare rock. But I made due with the micro-spikes.  I received a call from Kristen as I was around the ice waterfall that she had descended completely without issue.

I got low enough in elevation that the ice wasn't everywhere, and I got rid of the spikes (hoping to remember that I took them off).  You get used to having traction on ice, and then suddenly you are back to rubber - it can be easy to misstep on some ice and then you are done for.

I took the alternative trail out to the Cog Railway station, and I'm so glad I did. Skies had cleared, and the White Mountains were indeed white, contrasted by the blue sky and the green pines and firs from lower elevation.

Mt. Monroe over the railway station
Walking a bit further downhill, the rest of the mountains came into view, from Mt Jefferson all the way to Eisenhower or perhaps Pierce...I'm not 100% on that.


Driving out on the north side of the range, I got to see Mt. Adams in the evening light.  These mountains grab you by the eyes and make you look at them.  At least for me they do.  I just wanted to spend the rest of the day there.

Mt. Adams
Here is the day's trip as shown by Google Earth.  The map shows 9.2 miles, which I trust a little more than my hack-job tracing on Earth.


Hike Details
Miles hiked: 9.2
Time elapsed: 6.6 hours
Total ascent: 4220'

Thursday, November 5, 2015

The Baldface Circle: my warmest ever November hike

This week, I found yet another hike I hadn't done before.  The Baldface Circle.  It is a trail I had heard of before during last winter's musings in preparation for winter adventures.  Baldface is known for, well, its bald face.  This is a feature that many hikers strive for on their hikes, though this is a less common hike primarily because it lies outside the criteria for the 4000-footer list.  There are two (technically three) peaks to this loop, North and South Baldface, each sitting at 3606' and 3547' respectively.  The third peak would be Eagle Crag, at 3020', though I chose an alternative route that just avoided this peak in favor of a nice ridgeline walk down to a waterfall.

Baldface is accessed from Rt. 113, which jumps back and forth along the Maine-New Hampshire border between US-2 to the north and US-302 to the south.  FYI, Rt. 113 is not maintained in the wintertime from North Chatham, NH northward, so access I believe is from the south.  I can see why they don't maintain it - the road is about as wide as I single lane ought to be, with zero shoulder.  Though most of it was recently repaved, so it was a spectacular drive through Evan's Notch, with high cliffs to either side and leaves covering much of the pavement.

One of the cliffs from a turnoff along Rt. 113
And here is the road I had arrived on, looking through the birches (or aspen...I can't tell).


The view south into the Saco River watershed
There is a high point in Evans Notch where the Androscoggin and Saco River watersheds diverge.  I thought this was an interesting hydrological fact, not to mention that now is a great time to drive through there because you can look up to the cliffs that would otherwise be obscured by summer foliage.

Here is the trailhead for the hike, it's just before the parking area on the right (if coming from the north), and you park just past it on the left.


This time of year, it is very evident what kind of forest you are hiking through as you gain elevation.  Typically in this region, you have a mixed forest of conifers and deciduous trees at lower elevations, suddenly giving way to an exclusively deciduous forest at medium elevations, and then to a fir-spruce mixture above that. The fir-spruce will turn into krumholtz and eventually to barren rock and scrub brush if there is any, and they call this the alpine zone, where you can't even make faces at the small plants or they will perish.

This time of year, you can tell almost by smell and sound alone what forest you are in.  With most of the leaves off the trees, the mid-level beech and aspen forest has a thick coating of leaves, which is good in that it softens the footbed, but also bad because it covers up tricky rocks that want to trip you!

Entering into the mid-level beech forest
I took a small detour along the way to Chandler Gorge, which was a longer detour than expected (it's not marked with a mileage, but it adds about 0.4 miles to the trip).  There is a nice stream that you follow uphill for awhile until you get to the gorge.  I haven't got any good pictures of that, so it's on you if you want to see it.

Roughly three miles in, there is the Baldface Shelter, a well-maintained lean-to that could probably sleep 8-10 people depending on the snuggle-comfort level of those involved.  (A primitive tentsite is off to the right as well, and could probably fit a one or two-person tent.)

Immediately after the shelter, the trail makes haste in climbing the remaining elevation to be covered to summit South Baldface.

The first of the slabs that make up the "bald face" of Baldface
This part of the trail gets the heart rate up, but it isn't without reward, because within a few minutes, you have a gorgeous view out toward the valley and up to Evans Notch (on the left side of the photo).


Continue following the cairns and/or yellow blazes up to the top of South Baldface. Though once above treeline, you can easily see where to go: up.  Rock-hopping can provide some nice views off to either side of the ridge if one was so inclined.  (Was that a pun?)

North Baldface peeking behind the rocks.
(Was that another pun...?)

From South Baldface, the hills to the south were holding in an interesting layer of fog, quite unusual considering the time of day.  It was already past noon by now, and it still hadn't burned off.  Made for a good picture I suppose.


A short ways further will bring you up to North Baldface, just a touch higher than the south peak.  The distance between them is 1.2 miles, weaving in and out of exposed rock.

Me at the top, with Mount Washington in the distance and
Carter Dome right next to my head
Let me mention that it was extremely warm for this time of year, and oddly calm on the summit.  A slight breeze made me put on a light fleece, but other than that, I could have been fooled that it was late August or maybe September.  (If I ignored all the leaves on the ground, that is.)  I believe it was mid 60s, which is my highest ever November hike.  I choose to omit that I have one hiked in November twice, and the first time in 2013 I froze my butt off.

I saw some vivid plants on the way.  They are red, and they look like mini poinsettias.  But I don't think they are really mini poinsettias.  Because then they would smell horrid, and these smelled fine.

Plants
As I mentioned before, I cut off Eagle Crag from my loop, mainly because the Bicknell Ridge Trail was of peculiar interest, lined with many overlooks on my map, so I thought it was worth checking out.  It was a great trail, though I have no point of reference as to what the remainder of the Baldface Circle Trail might be like. There is a cross-link between them that passes by some cascades, so I took that on my way down and met back up with the Baldface Circle Trail.

Here are the aforementioned cascades
Coming down the last few miles of this hike in the beech forest was very fun because you can almost slide down on the leaves on every step, hence making your progress and rate of speed much faster.  You just have to not break your ankle on a hidden rock.  Life is filled with risk!

I caught the last few rays of direct sunlight passing through the trees in the last 1.5 miles or so.


I finally rejoined with the trail I had come up on, a 0.7 mile section, and all was easy from there.  I made it out safely and with no limbs or extra bones left behind on the trail.

I present you with the Google Earth track and elevation profile, debatably one of my favorite parts of every hike.  (I tell you, Google Earth is worse than dome drugs - addiction is a serious issue and should be addressed by trained professionals. (Unless you are me.)


Hike Details
Miles hiked: 10.1 miles
Time elapsed: 4.5 hours
Total ascent: 3570'