Toe Cozy
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Well, I finally did it. Solo off trail hiking is one of those ideas that seems perfectly plausible to me in the daytime and then takes on a whole different dimension at night when I'm trying to fall asleep. That's when I think of only all the things that could go wrong. Number one: my clutzy self gets injured (not hard to imagine as I've been known to injure myself with even just a spatula int he kitchen) Number two: I get lost.
I hiked up Dorset Peak first and then returned to the saddle where several trails converge. I decided on my direction of travel and set off after just a little bit of screwing around to delay the inevitable. At first I was excited to find an easy to follow herd path like on many of the HH "bushwacks". I quickly lost that and was into a thick nasty mess of blowdown in every direction. So I just smashed through as best I could with only a few minor scratches. It was pretty intimidating, but could have been worse. After that it was just making sure to stay on the right bearing through relatively open spruce and moss. This peak is one of those that is more of a broad extended summit area. I had to check my topo and altimeter several times to make sure I was really at the right spot and then I just had to find the highest point. Aha! The red Nalgene beckons! Hooray! I let out a whoop, signed in, took some pictures and decided on a course for my descent. I chose a route that was just a touch east of due south even though the topo indicated it would be really steep. Fought through some thick stuff while quickly losing elevation and popped out onto this steep cut swath about 5 feet across. Weird. It went more south west than I wanted, but I figured I'd follow it until the spruce were finished and the hardwoods opened things up a little. Well, this swath was filled with loose dirt, large movable rocks and tons of tiny trees. I'm not sure it was better than the spruce. But I found my way to an old logging road, lost my map out of my pocket and had to back track a little to find it. (I did have a spare). Followed that due south and it came out right behind the old cabin on the Dorset trail.
I know for many people here solo off trail stuff is no big deal. For me, it was a pretty big accomplishment. I don't really have the best sense of direction and I get flustered pretty easily, I also second guess myself a lot. I just kept repeating, "trust the compass, trust the compass". I don't have a GPS and have only hiked off trail with other people who do have GPS.
I had the biggest smile on my face as I made my way down the short bit of trail to my car. I ran into an older couple and they commented that I looked like I was ready for the alps. I had my gloves on still, my winter hat, my gaiters for shin protection, my altimeter attached to my belt loop, my compass around my neck.(i.e. good and trail dorky) I was excited to tell them I had a successful first solo bushwack. I was at my car when they returned back down the trail and said, "excuse me, but could you tell us what bushwacking is?".
Also, if someone wants to donate a lot of money to me, I'd really enjoy living on the Dorset Hollow Road. That was some of the most gorgeous real estate I've ever seen.
Sorry for such a long winded trip report. It was a pretty exhilarating day for me, though. If you've read this much....thanks.
I hiked up Dorset Peak first and then returned to the saddle where several trails converge. I decided on my direction of travel and set off after just a little bit of screwing around to delay the inevitable. At first I was excited to find an easy to follow herd path like on many of the HH "bushwacks". I quickly lost that and was into a thick nasty mess of blowdown in every direction. So I just smashed through as best I could with only a few minor scratches. It was pretty intimidating, but could have been worse. After that it was just making sure to stay on the right bearing through relatively open spruce and moss. This peak is one of those that is more of a broad extended summit area. I had to check my topo and altimeter several times to make sure I was really at the right spot and then I just had to find the highest point. Aha! The red Nalgene beckons! Hooray! I let out a whoop, signed in, took some pictures and decided on a course for my descent. I chose a route that was just a touch east of due south even though the topo indicated it would be really steep. Fought through some thick stuff while quickly losing elevation and popped out onto this steep cut swath about 5 feet across. Weird. It went more south west than I wanted, but I figured I'd follow it until the spruce were finished and the hardwoods opened things up a little. Well, this swath was filled with loose dirt, large movable rocks and tons of tiny trees. I'm not sure it was better than the spruce. But I found my way to an old logging road, lost my map out of my pocket and had to back track a little to find it. (I did have a spare). Followed that due south and it came out right behind the old cabin on the Dorset trail.
I know for many people here solo off trail stuff is no big deal. For me, it was a pretty big accomplishment. I don't really have the best sense of direction and I get flustered pretty easily, I also second guess myself a lot. I just kept repeating, "trust the compass, trust the compass". I don't have a GPS and have only hiked off trail with other people who do have GPS.
I had the biggest smile on my face as I made my way down the short bit of trail to my car. I ran into an older couple and they commented that I looked like I was ready for the alps. I had my gloves on still, my winter hat, my gaiters for shin protection, my altimeter attached to my belt loop, my compass around my neck.(i.e. good and trail dorky) I was excited to tell them I had a successful first solo bushwack. I was at my car when they returned back down the trail and said, "excuse me, but could you tell us what bushwacking is?".
Also, if someone wants to donate a lot of money to me, I'd really enjoy living on the Dorset Hollow Road. That was some of the most gorgeous real estate I've ever seen.
Sorry for such a long winded trip report. It was a pretty exhilarating day for me, though. If you've read this much....thanks.