Finally,
after months, we got out on a short backpack in the Great Smoky
Mountain National Park. The weather was kind to us: even though
some rain was forecast a couple nights, we had none, and only some
fog Friday morning.
FRIDAY
We started
early and had breakfast at Janice's Diner, a little county place in
Cosby, TN. Just some good eggs, sausage, biscuits and gravy. The
start of the hike was a 2.5 mile hike straight up to the Appalachian
Trail on Low Gap Trail:
What can
we say about foggy, aerobic and warm? But the forest was beautiful.
Here's a photo of Kathy at the top, cooling off her tootsies:
We hadn't
initially planned to hike a section of the AT, but, due to the
unavailability of some campgrounds, we had to plan a longer, 21 mile,
hike, which involved about 5 miles of the AT. As it turned out, that
was a lot of fun. This is the time of year that the through-hikers
are in this area on their annual treks from Springer Mountain, GA, to
Mount Katahdin, ME. In just about an hour and a half, we met the
following through-hikers (trail names only – real names withheld to
protect the innocent and guilty):
Hot
Sauce and Sweaty Cheddar
Hot
Shot
Johnny
Walker and Flip
Freefall
Castaway
Noname
thruhiker
Honest
Abe
Yetta
Puddles
Brooke
5:30
Six-six
Stormin
Norman
Eli
Saturday
Nemo
Nuts
Squeeze
Unnamed
trail runner
Thruhiker
whose name we forgot
We told
each and every one of them that we know Quint and Matt at the Mohican
Outdoor Center in the Delaware Water Gap, and we're sure that if they
just tell the Mohican staff that Dave'n'Kathy referred 'em, the
Mohican staff would take good care of them! :) It felt something
like putting a message in a bottle and seeing if it washes up on a
far shore. We're wondering if Quint or Matt will e-mail us sometime
in June or July with news from one of our hikers.
We had
some great views coming down from the AT on the Maddron Bald Trail.
Here's one of Kathy backed by the Great Smokies:
The first
day turned out to be a long hike – 10+ miles. Much of it was
uphill, so we were happy to get into camp, and rest our feet. The
campsite turned out to be stunning. With a loud, burbling stream
tumbling right at our tent door:
We tried
to start a fire, but the wood was too wet, and our fire starters were
too wimpy, so we simply ran out of fire starter before we could
muster enough fire to start the wood. Good try. It was all we could
do to stay up until the sun set.
SATURDAY
Saturday's
hike was a little shorter than the day before: almost 7 miles. We
were up by 6:15 am and, as customary for us, on the trail by about
8:30. The whole feel of the terrain was different from Friday,
however. A couple miles down the trail, we took a short 0.7 mile
hike on the Albright Grove Loop to see a grove of huge, old growth
trees. Here's Kathy having a conversation in Entish with one of the
old guys:
After the
Albright Grove, we turned East on Gabe's Mountain Trail toward camp.
We saw many cascades and made numerous stream crossings this day. In
fact, the water was running so high that Kathy waded one stream while
David shimmied across a big log, and then we both had to wade the
next stream we encountered, as well! Here's one of many photos we
took of streams tumbling through the characteristic big boulders:
Our second
campsite was also streamside, although the stream was a bit quieter
and further from our tent. We met a fellow named Marty who grew up
in the UP of Michigan and who has backpacked and bushwhacked his way
all over the country. He even planned his own trek to Nepal, Mount
Everest and several other 24,000 footers in that area. He never
tried to summit them, but got above Base Camp on Everest, to the
point where he knows what altitude sickness feels like.
Our
dinners each night were very tasty, freeze-dried backpack food.
However, Kathy found some lichen on a rock nearby and thought it
might be fun to add some fiber to the standard meal:
When we
arrived in camp, Kathy noticed that our fire ring still had some hot
coals in it, so she gathered some twigs and piled them in it to try
to start a fire later. As we were getting ready for dinner, David
noticed smoke coming from the fire ring. We had fire! So we quickly
gathered as many hemlock twigs and branches as we could and steadily
built the fire, until, by the time we sat down to eat, we had a real
roaring fire going.
As usual,
to bed just after sunset, around 9:00 pm. We actually stayed up until
it was dark, but only because Marty stopped buy to regale us with
more or his stories.
SUNDAY
Up again
at 6:15 am an on the trail by 8:30. Sunday's hike was a short out:
4.5 miles. It was a very pretty, relatively easy hike, notable
mainly for Hen Wallow Falls, which was about halfway down Gabe's
Mountain Trail between our campsite and the trailhead:
This day,
we met many people day-hiking up to the falls from the parking lot.
As neared the end of our hike, Marty from the UP of Michigan caught
up with us and we chatted a little more as we finished the trail.
Said our goodbyes.
Leaving
the Park, we decided to scout out the next two days' plans by driving
through Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge on our way home to the RV.