We went in from the east last week with knives and chains and implements of destruction.s Just kidding about the chains.
We worked from the Sawyer River Trail, westward for 1.5 miles to the washout. According to other reports and someone who was out there last weekend, we hit the belly of the beast. I am sick to death of hobble bush. So I took it out on all those adolescent pines in the trail, especially the eye poker kind. I've made it a specialty this year to go after neglected trail which needed renovation, not just maintenance. I may adopt it, not sure, I've got a lot of trail work on my plate already.
We spent more time playing with machetes. Good for slicing down the tops of the hb so we can see their root. Some of those suckers are 7 feet high!
I am releived to hear that hb doesn't grow that quickly, but we still need to go back. Right now, we just cleared to a wilderness standard and made the trail "obvious" again. We'll come back with paint, but it may have to wait until next spring, Fall has gotten pretty busy for me. I will probably do one more pass on it, maybe later next week.
God it sure feels like wilderness in there. Love to pitch a tent in there one day.