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Earlier this year I responded to Carole's call for trail adopters for the eastern Belknap Range. After considering the list of available trails she sent me, I chose the Precipice Path. This trail is kind of shaped like a large U, with one leg ascending Straightback Mtn and the other ascending Mt Anna. Down at it's bottom it crosses in front of a good sized waterfall - perhaps named Cascade Falls? - reputedly the tallest in the range. On the 4th of July weekend I made my first visit, clearing brush and a few blowdowns. Near the end of August I revisited the trail with a friend as part of a loop over the two peaks as well as Mt Mack, Mt Klem, Rand Mtn, West and East Quarry Mtn, and North and South Straightback Mtn. That was as awesome hike!!
On this day my plan was to approach my trail from Mt Major and add some flagging to facilitate a snowshoe trip this winter. I got kind of a late start and was getting into the area near when the Gilford Public Library would be opening, so I stopped by to pick up a few more maps. I got to the parking lot a little before 11am, with only two other vehicles present. I supposed the potential for rain had scared most people away. To ascend Mt Major I ended up using the Boulder Loop Tr. I had hoped to locate the unsigned Beeline or Express Trs but with so many leaves on the ground obscuring the tread, I was never quite sure where the trails were. That was OK, though, as the Boulder Loop os quite a nice trail and I especially enjoyed the boulder fields that it passed through.
After a brief stop on the summit, I headed onto the Major/Straightback Link and was soon at the top of the Precipice Path. Hiking downhill, I was surprised to see that someone had apparently beaten me to the punch. There were new tape blazes, so apparently I'm not the only person maintaining this trail. So I meandered along on the trail, enjoying the views, removing redundant tape blazes and adding a few when I felt they would be helpful. By the time I had made it back up to the top of the Mt Anna side of the trail it was getting late, almost 4pm. I wasn't worried, though. I had my headlamp and extra batteries and had hiked in the dark several times before.
What I hadn't considered was the fine mist that was falling from the sky. It was diffusing my light and making it quite hard to follow the blue-blazed Link. Locating the trail was getting more and more difficult. I would often have to retrace my steps to the last blaze because I could not find the next one. In one particularly confusing spot I must have wandered back and forth for 15 minutes trying to follow the trail. Amicus had offered to let me crash at his house in Freedom that night since we were both joining the Southern Ossipee hike the next day, so I called him up on my cell phone to let him know I would be running a little late. I was also hoping he would be familiar with the area I was in and could give me some advice.
Eventually I managed to make my way to where the blue blazes were joined by the yellow blazes of the Brook Tr. These yellow blazes were much easier to follow, so I then started making good time as I headed back to the summit of Mt Major. Reaching the old foundation at the summit, I contemplated my options. Originally I had planned to follow the Main Tr back to the parking lot, but I was having a tough time finding the blue blazes of that trail. So I decided to follow the orange blazed Boulder Loop Tr instead. But on the rocky summit, I was having a tough time finding where that trail was too. Frustrated, I walked an arc around the summit and managed to locate the Main Tr and started down it. It was soon a repeat of my trouble with the Link - mist making it hard to locate the trail. The trail seemed to head down a slabby area nad I descended that for a while, soon reaching the trees. But now where was the trail?? I tried hunting around at the bottom of the ledgy area but had no luck.
I was getting pretty nervous at this point and called home to discuss the situation with Dugan. She's much more experienced in adverse hiking conditions and her calmness and suggestions helped me to calm down. I decided to head back up to the summit and try again with the orange blazes. To add to my frustration I had a hard time finding the summit. I had totally lost the blue blazes so decided to just head uphill. I topped out with no sign of the foundation that marks the summit. OK, so I was on a flase summit, but I knew the real summit could not be far. Sure enough, after hunting around in the increasingly windy and misty dark, I found the summit.
Determined to follow the orange blazes, I headed off. I had an easier time by keeping an eye on my compass and trying to keep a little east of south as I hunted for the blazes. Soon I was in the woods and was having a much easier time following the trail, only having to retrace my steps now and then. Soon I was through the boulder field and was feeling the worst was over. Well, it seems I missed a turn. Being overly confident I had gone on without seeing a blaze for a little longer than I should have. It occured to me that the ground under my feet did not feel like I was on a trail any more. I tried to retrace my steps to find the trail, but blew it and searched for 10 minutes or so.
At this point I was fed up. I knew that if I followed a compass bearing between east and northeast I would eventually intersect the Beaver Pond Tr. I knew this was a snowmobile trail so figured it would be easy to spot when I hit it and if I missed it I would eventually come out to the road. So I started whacking my way down through the fairly open woods and found it to be fairly easy going. Having a wide bearing to aim for made it easy to avoid the thicker vegetation. Not having to constantly search for blazes meant that I was able to enjoy my surroundings more and I actually enjoyed this part of the hike quite a bit. After whacking for about an hour, I came across the orange blazes again, this time with an obvious path through the woods to follow. I soon reached the junction with the Beaver Pond Tr and was relieved to know that I was only .4 miles from my car.
Reaching my car, I checked the temp. It was 65 degrees at 9pm on a November night. I felt fortunate that it had not been colder as had I managed to stay comfortable despite the precipitation. I contacted Dugan and Amicus to let them know I had made it out OK. It took about an hour to drive to Freedom where a hot shower, a delicious dinner, conversation with Amicus and McRat (who was also joining us on the Ossipee hike) and a rum and coke got me relaxed enough to get to sleep.
I had been considering cancelling my participation in the Ossipees hike. After my 10 hour adventure the night before I had worried I'd be too tired to keep up. Thankfully after a good night's sleep, I felt refreshed and ready for some more hiking. I was glad to be able to hike with such a great group of people. I was able to just follow along without worrying about finding the trail. I enjoyed talking about my trouble the night before. I was generally the last in line, but nobody seemed to mind too much. The loop we hiked was gorgeous and I hope to return someday when I might be a little more mentally sharp and have a better chance of remembering it all. Thanks to Rocket21, Amicus, Trail Bandit and his Minion for making the day such a delight.
On this day my plan was to approach my trail from Mt Major and add some flagging to facilitate a snowshoe trip this winter. I got kind of a late start and was getting into the area near when the Gilford Public Library would be opening, so I stopped by to pick up a few more maps. I got to the parking lot a little before 11am, with only two other vehicles present. I supposed the potential for rain had scared most people away. To ascend Mt Major I ended up using the Boulder Loop Tr. I had hoped to locate the unsigned Beeline or Express Trs but with so many leaves on the ground obscuring the tread, I was never quite sure where the trails were. That was OK, though, as the Boulder Loop os quite a nice trail and I especially enjoyed the boulder fields that it passed through.
After a brief stop on the summit, I headed onto the Major/Straightback Link and was soon at the top of the Precipice Path. Hiking downhill, I was surprised to see that someone had apparently beaten me to the punch. There were new tape blazes, so apparently I'm not the only person maintaining this trail. So I meandered along on the trail, enjoying the views, removing redundant tape blazes and adding a few when I felt they would be helpful. By the time I had made it back up to the top of the Mt Anna side of the trail it was getting late, almost 4pm. I wasn't worried, though. I had my headlamp and extra batteries and had hiked in the dark several times before.
What I hadn't considered was the fine mist that was falling from the sky. It was diffusing my light and making it quite hard to follow the blue-blazed Link. Locating the trail was getting more and more difficult. I would often have to retrace my steps to the last blaze because I could not find the next one. In one particularly confusing spot I must have wandered back and forth for 15 minutes trying to follow the trail. Amicus had offered to let me crash at his house in Freedom that night since we were both joining the Southern Ossipee hike the next day, so I called him up on my cell phone to let him know I would be running a little late. I was also hoping he would be familiar with the area I was in and could give me some advice.
Eventually I managed to make my way to where the blue blazes were joined by the yellow blazes of the Brook Tr. These yellow blazes were much easier to follow, so I then started making good time as I headed back to the summit of Mt Major. Reaching the old foundation at the summit, I contemplated my options. Originally I had planned to follow the Main Tr back to the parking lot, but I was having a tough time finding the blue blazes of that trail. So I decided to follow the orange blazed Boulder Loop Tr instead. But on the rocky summit, I was having a tough time finding where that trail was too. Frustrated, I walked an arc around the summit and managed to locate the Main Tr and started down it. It was soon a repeat of my trouble with the Link - mist making it hard to locate the trail. The trail seemed to head down a slabby area nad I descended that for a while, soon reaching the trees. But now where was the trail?? I tried hunting around at the bottom of the ledgy area but had no luck.
I was getting pretty nervous at this point and called home to discuss the situation with Dugan. She's much more experienced in adverse hiking conditions and her calmness and suggestions helped me to calm down. I decided to head back up to the summit and try again with the orange blazes. To add to my frustration I had a hard time finding the summit. I had totally lost the blue blazes so decided to just head uphill. I topped out with no sign of the foundation that marks the summit. OK, so I was on a flase summit, but I knew the real summit could not be far. Sure enough, after hunting around in the increasingly windy and misty dark, I found the summit.
Determined to follow the orange blazes, I headed off. I had an easier time by keeping an eye on my compass and trying to keep a little east of south as I hunted for the blazes. Soon I was in the woods and was having a much easier time following the trail, only having to retrace my steps now and then. Soon I was through the boulder field and was feeling the worst was over. Well, it seems I missed a turn. Being overly confident I had gone on without seeing a blaze for a little longer than I should have. It occured to me that the ground under my feet did not feel like I was on a trail any more. I tried to retrace my steps to find the trail, but blew it and searched for 10 minutes or so.
At this point I was fed up. I knew that if I followed a compass bearing between east and northeast I would eventually intersect the Beaver Pond Tr. I knew this was a snowmobile trail so figured it would be easy to spot when I hit it and if I missed it I would eventually come out to the road. So I started whacking my way down through the fairly open woods and found it to be fairly easy going. Having a wide bearing to aim for made it easy to avoid the thicker vegetation. Not having to constantly search for blazes meant that I was able to enjoy my surroundings more and I actually enjoyed this part of the hike quite a bit. After whacking for about an hour, I came across the orange blazes again, this time with an obvious path through the woods to follow. I soon reached the junction with the Beaver Pond Tr and was relieved to know that I was only .4 miles from my car.
Reaching my car, I checked the temp. It was 65 degrees at 9pm on a November night. I felt fortunate that it had not been colder as had I managed to stay comfortable despite the precipitation. I contacted Dugan and Amicus to let them know I had made it out OK. It took about an hour to drive to Freedom where a hot shower, a delicious dinner, conversation with Amicus and McRat (who was also joining us on the Ossipee hike) and a rum and coke got me relaxed enough to get to sleep.
I had been considering cancelling my participation in the Ossipees hike. After my 10 hour adventure the night before I had worried I'd be too tired to keep up. Thankfully after a good night's sleep, I felt refreshed and ready for some more hiking. I was glad to be able to hike with such a great group of people. I was able to just follow along without worrying about finding the trail. I enjoyed talking about my trouble the night before. I was generally the last in line, but nobody seemed to mind too much. The loop we hiked was gorgeous and I hope to return someday when I might be a little more mentally sharp and have a better chance of remembering it all. Thanks to Rocket21, Amicus, Trail Bandit and his Minion for making the day such a delight.