This was a long, long day for our 10 Adventurers; it was a 3-hour+ ride each way, and we didn't get home until close to midnight. Many thanks to our long-suffering drivers! But it was a rewarding day as well. We enjoyed a great view from Humpback Rocks, and then possibly an even better view of Wintergreen Ski Resort halfway through our trek. We took the long way back to our cars from this vista, and wound up with some interesting experiences as a result. First was the PO'd rattler next to our trail, all coiled and ready to strike and not about to go anywhere. Right after that, the heavens opened up and we got a good soaking. But we dried off in time to enjoy a fine dinner at Wintergreen, looking back at the mountain where we had just been. I sense a Wintergreen Weekend in 2017.
Fortune favors the bold: Seven Adventurers ignored forecasts for heavy rain and set out for a strenuous 9.7-mile circuit hike in the southern section of Shenandoah National Park. We were rewarded with fine weather - no rain at all - and lovely views along the trail. We enjoyed rock outcroppings at Chimney Rock and Calvary Rocks, had lunch beside a waterfall and enjoyed one of the better swimming holes in the Park. After a long, steady uphill climb along Wildcat Ridge, we returned to our cars and drove to Northside 29 north of Warrenton for dinner.
There's no denying it, the weather was hot, and traffic on the way to Harpers Ferry was nightmarish, but those problems faded from mind as our congenial group of 16 men and women made its way along the heights of Harpers Ferry, across the Shenandoah River, and up the Appalachian Trail to Loudoun Heights. The shade of the forest helped to make the heat tolerable. We ate our lunch at Split Rock, an overlook offering stunning views of Harpers Ferry and the confluence of the Shenandoah and Potomac Rivers. Occasional rumbles of thunder made us a little nervous as we retraced our steps to Harpers Ferry, but we made it back before the downpour and the group decided to celebrate by visiting a nearby ice cream shop. It rained cats and dogs shortly thereafter. Special thanks to Roy for serving as our sweep.
For better or worse, this will be a hike we'll all remember. Spectacular views, a great workout, and a friendly group - but I donít think any of us would have complained if Mother Nature had lowered the thermostat a bit.
A perfectly planned outing, as a large (yet still manageable) crowd showed up under unusually cool conditions for Independence Day. We had plenty of company as we savored the view of the Falls from the Overlook before continuing down the Canal towpath towards Old Anglers Inn. Luckily the rains held off until we got there, so we hiked the return leg on the tree-protected Berma Road in a light rain. Then somehow the Weather Gods relented at the end just long enough so we could have our picnic without getting soaked. By the time we left, the rains were back and the Park was all but deserted. Great timing all around, Jeff; much appreciated! (Trip Report filed by Craig Howell.)
Fortune Favored The Brave once more today, as 18 Adventurers discovered on a cool, overcast but virtually rain-free day in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. It took us just over an hour to get from Skyline Drive down to our lunch spot overlooking the Upper Whiteoak Canyon Falls. We understandably set a slower pace as we headed back uphill on a horse trail but resumed more normal speeds once the steep sections were behind us. As we neared the Drive, we paused to remember the two lesbians who were murdered while camping in that very area 20 years ago. The final leg of our circuit along the Appalachian Trail was the most eventful, as we encountered in just a one-mile stretch: (1) a party of equestrians illegally defiling the Sacred Soil of the hiker-only AT; (2) three folks who were nearing the end of their quest to hike half the AT this year; and (3) an AT thru-hiker who had started from GA in late March and who still hopes to reach ME before the snows begin to fly. Before we returned to our cars, we recalled the critical role of the late Elie Wiesel in assuring that the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum would remember the gay victims of Nazi persecution. Once the hike was done, we descended en masse upon nearby Skyland Resort, which opened a section of their Dining Room just for us before their normal business hours so we could indulge our cravings for their luscious blackberry ice cream and Prohibition-themed beverage concoctions.
Prince William Forest Park's 15,000 forested acres is a mere 32 miles south of DC but it is often overlooked by us in favor of the more distant and far more famous Shenandoah National Park to the west. That's a shame because PWFP offers 37 miles of trails to explore in a terrain of gentle hills and streams. Sun-dappled meadows of ferns were one of the highlights of this hike for me. Although the day was warm the shade of the forest kept us comfortable throughout the hike. We ate our lunch on some shaded rocks beside a rippling stream. Our group of six completed this 7.1-mile hike in 4 hours and were back in town by 3 PM.
33 Adventurers, including a couple of old friends from the Desert Southwest, enjoyed a pluperfect Last Day of Spring while hiking the classic Rose River Loop in Shenandoah National Park. Things got off to a rough start when one of our party took a fall, but his injury was quickly tended to by our resident nurse and all turned out well. We waved to a hefty-sized but preoccupied bear as we headed down to Rose River Falls, where there were enough rocks for everybody to sit down for lunch with a view. Several of our group took a quick dip in the inviting pool at the base of the falls. We Lollygagged Dynamically (TM) at a couple of exceptionally scenic spots during our ascent of Hogcamp Branch towards Dark Hollow Falls. When we were done, most of us headed off to Skyland's Mountain Taproom in hopes of indulging in Shenandoah's scrumptious blackberry ice cream, which was MIA on our recent excursion to the New Market Taproom at Big Meadows Lodge. I'm happy to report that this time our reconnaissance was successful, and we expect to return to Skyland several more times before the year is out.
The hike more than lived up to its name as the blossoms of the mountain laurel were at their peak and blooming everywhere. An alternate name was the Rainbow Hike (just in time for Pride Month) since in addition to the pink and white blossoms, we traversed the Yellow Poplar, the Green Ash, the (Blue) Catoctin, the Red Maple, and the Black Locust trails (each with a blaze of the appropriate color). Despite warnings of severe thundershowers, we didnít experience a drop (though we did experience high heat and humidity). After the hike, half of our group of 12 made our way to the nearby (and picturesque) Middletown where we beat the heat by indulging ourselves in copious quantities of the delicious local ice cream on the patio of an old home complete with American Flag bunting.
Tropical Storm Bonnie or no Bonnie, eight Adventurers gathered at Milam Gap on Skyline Drive determined to complete the 9.6-mile Hoover Camp loop hike as advertised. We reached Hoover Camp in about an hour, negotiating the trickier-than-usual crossing of Mill Prong without too much drama. We lunched by the Brown House before getting a superb tour of its interior by the resident Park Ranger, who emphasized Herbert Hoover's inspiring contributions throughout his life as a humanitarian who refused to accept any compensation, even as President, for his services once he had become wealthy. Our crossing of Laurel Prong at the foot of the Fork Mountain Trail was relatively hazardous in the wake of May's unrelenting rains, but the only damage suffered was a few waterlogged boots. Our real adventures began once we reached the crest at The Sag. After initially missing the Jones Mountain Trail we wanted, we wound up traversing the same section of it three times as we floundered around in search of the elusive Cat Knob Trail, which we feared might have been eliminated. We were only saved from having to retrace our steps back to Hoover Camp by the timely appearance of another hiker, whom I dubbed "Clarence," who had just come off the Cat Knob Trail and assured us it does still indeed exist. Once we discovered the (Cheshire) Cat Knob Trail, we immediately had to work our way carefully down a very steep and treacherous slope to Laurel Gap. The rest of our loop was relatively uneventful, except that Bonnie finally made her presence known, albeit with just light showers. The total length of our circuit proved to be 11.5 miles, 2 miles longer than planned. Afterwards we dined at the New Market Taproom in Big Meadows Lodge, where for reasons that escape us they've cut down the menu drastically: Worst of all, no more blackberry ice cream! But at least they make great pizzas.
You couldnít have asked for a better day (no rain for the first time in a week!) or a friendlier group of hikers to explore the many wonders of Catoctin Mountain and Cunningham Falls Parks. 21 hikers trekked 8 up-and-down miles to explore the varied spectacles of Cunningham Falls, Hog Rock, Wolf Rock and Chimney Rock. For some, the jagged geological formations of Wolf Rock and Chimney Rock became their natural jungle gyms. One hiker in particular climbed to new heights that a couple of us tried to imitate but no one else could equal. He will henceforth be known as Adventuringís true Adventurer, the Monkey Man. After descending from Chimney Rock, 10 of our number decided they had enjoyed enough nature for the day and returned to the awaiting cars. However, the rest of us had not yet had enough and made an additional trek up the steep ascent to Cat Rock, where we savored the views in the late afternoon sun. After an exhausting 11.5 miles, those 11 Adventurers also returned to the awaiting cars. A great day was had by all 21 of us, though it was likely followed by a stiff and sore morning after.
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