percious
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Thought I would leave this trip report. Thanks for all of the suggestions on an earlier thread, definately made this weekend run a little more smoothly.
Thursday the weather report came in saying rain for sat and sun. I decided on a pre-emptive strike, driving up late thursday night with Colden. Friday dawned, (sure gets light out early up north) and after a few packets of oatmeal, the baby pack was packed and we headed out to the Crawford Notch parking area. I drove down to the Edmand's path trailhead to learn that it is 2.1 miles from the Crawford parking lot.
After driving back, Colden and I then abandoned the car as we watched the helicopter busy at work ferrying loads to and fro. Colden walked for a mile down the quiet road, and we stopped to see bumblebees and mushrooms. Soon, he was hankering for the pack, so I hoisted him up and made way to the trailhead. We stopped for a snack and Colden wanted to hike on, so he did. A mile later, after numerous banana breaks at every water re-direct, Colden was re-mounted, and Daddy's legs were a-burnin.
After about 1 hour we reached the snowline, where the hiking became a bit dicey. Soon after, we ran into a couple, and the woman proclaimed "wow, there is someone out here as crazy as us." She had yet to see what I was hauling... After a brief chat, I continued on, as they turned back, and the edging was difficult, with postholing from time to time, up to my waist in some parts. At least the view was spectacular. Soon we approached the "turn back unless you know what you are doing" sign, and I put a third layer on Colden to block the wind. (The wind never came)
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Thursday the weather report came in saying rain for sat and sun. I decided on a pre-emptive strike, driving up late thursday night with Colden. Friday dawned, (sure gets light out early up north) and after a few packets of oatmeal, the baby pack was packed and we headed out to the Crawford Notch parking area. I drove down to the Edmand's path trailhead to learn that it is 2.1 miles from the Crawford parking lot.
After driving back, Colden and I then abandoned the car as we watched the helicopter busy at work ferrying loads to and fro. Colden walked for a mile down the quiet road, and we stopped to see bumblebees and mushrooms. Soon, he was hankering for the pack, so I hoisted him up and made way to the trailhead. We stopped for a snack and Colden wanted to hike on, so he did. A mile later, after numerous banana breaks at every water re-direct, Colden was re-mounted, and Daddy's legs were a-burnin.
After about 1 hour we reached the snowline, where the hiking became a bit dicey. Soon after, we ran into a couple, and the woman proclaimed "wow, there is someone out here as crazy as us." She had yet to see what I was hauling... After a brief chat, I continued on, as they turned back, and the edging was difficult, with postholing from time to time, up to my waist in some parts. At least the view was spectacular. Soon we approached the "turn back unless you know what you are doing" sign, and I put a third layer on Colden to block the wind. (The wind never came)
(cont.)