Ridgewalker
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The woods have called us again to climb Mounts Abraham and Ellen yesterday. The rain did not deter the three members of Marty's faithful hikers yesterday. While the forecast predicted 100 per cent rain, we did not know what Sunday was like and had to take a chance. We arrived in Vermont in the early morning and were gearing up and hitting the trail by ten 'o clock. Each of us learned something about our gear and my rain coat was saturated in water. A southwest breeze moved the course of the percipation and was smooth wind during the walk. The trail rose gradually with excellant footing and pleasant overlooks. As we tramped through the wet woods we saw ferns, a trillium and evergreens wetted down by the rain.
Today was a day of no views and just a good day to be out. I did not complain at all on the lack of views. While climbing to Battel Shelter I realized what makes hiking unique. We may do the peaks for countless reasons and it's not about getting to start to finish, but what happens in between. You want to learn about our trip and glean information from it to plan your next hike. Each time we are out in the woods it is not the same, the trip is unique and not like the other. As for me and hopefully you it is an experience to out in the mountains. George Mallory once said about the mountains "Because it's there" and that's why I hike.
We came to Battel Shelter and stopped briefly and spoke with a young man. After meeting this man we parted ways and climbed on. The top of Mount Abraham was an open expanse of rock and alpine flora. It was windy it was enough to move the brim of my brimmed hat. The summit of the mountain is wrapped in a circular rock windbreak with a Geological marker.
Then we descended to Ellen and passed over Little Abe. Marty went on ahead to tag Ellen while Ray and I were coming behind him. By now the weather had become adverse and dour. I was obliged to put a Bergelene over my shirt and wool sweater. I donned gloves and a wind hat and shell, covered with rain, inside and out. I was becoming cold and ate and felt nourished.
With this unpleasant conditions of heavier rains and becoming uncomfortable, we turned around in out waterlogged boots and wet clothes. Ray and I did not get Ellen. I assured myself that the mountain will be there tomorrow. Our drive to return to the comforts of Marty's car and good food pushed us forward.
It was late afternoon and we came out of the woods at half past four. Quickly we dressed into warm clothes and drove to Chili's in Lebanon, NH. We ate well and returned home in the late evening. I was pleased to be invited to share the experience of hiking with Marty and the Colonel (Ray). If we all can prepare ourselves for a rainy hike and take our common sense a good hiking day awaits.
Today was a day of no views and just a good day to be out. I did not complain at all on the lack of views. While climbing to Battel Shelter I realized what makes hiking unique. We may do the peaks for countless reasons and it's not about getting to start to finish, but what happens in between. You want to learn about our trip and glean information from it to plan your next hike. Each time we are out in the woods it is not the same, the trip is unique and not like the other. As for me and hopefully you it is an experience to out in the mountains. George Mallory once said about the mountains "Because it's there" and that's why I hike.
We came to Battel Shelter and stopped briefly and spoke with a young man. After meeting this man we parted ways and climbed on. The top of Mount Abraham was an open expanse of rock and alpine flora. It was windy it was enough to move the brim of my brimmed hat. The summit of the mountain is wrapped in a circular rock windbreak with a Geological marker.
Then we descended to Ellen and passed over Little Abe. Marty went on ahead to tag Ellen while Ray and I were coming behind him. By now the weather had become adverse and dour. I was obliged to put a Bergelene over my shirt and wool sweater. I donned gloves and a wind hat and shell, covered with rain, inside and out. I was becoming cold and ate and felt nourished.
With this unpleasant conditions of heavier rains and becoming uncomfortable, we turned around in out waterlogged boots and wet clothes. Ray and I did not get Ellen. I assured myself that the mountain will be there tomorrow. Our drive to return to the comforts of Marty's car and good food pushed us forward.
It was late afternoon and we came out of the woods at half past four. Quickly we dressed into warm clothes and drove to Chili's in Lebanon, NH. We ate well and returned home in the late evening. I was pleased to be invited to share the experience of hiking with Marty and the Colonel (Ray). If we all can prepare ourselves for a rainy hike and take our common sense a good hiking day awaits.
