Articles (2020)

Unseen Africa: Francis Tapon’s Four Year Journey Circumnavigating Africa

Taking an ultralight mindset to Africa requires an adjustment, but the lessons learned and the experiences had in Africa are rarely matched.

Introduction

I’ve always admired long-time BPL Member Francis Tapon’s thirst for adventure that leaves most of us well out of our comfort zone. In the face of adversity, including the burden of carrying an ivy league education and the unexpected death of his father, Francis has a unique ability to meander his way through trials by facing adversity gracefully, patiently, and without surprise.

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The young guy in blue led me across dunes in the pre-dawn darkness so we could climb to the tallest dune and get a view. He would hike up the sand as if it were pavement – effortlessly! I huffed and puffed behind him. – at Erg Chebbi (Sahara Desert).

Francis is currently on a four-year mission to visit every African country (54 of them!), document their unseen culture, and develop the media into a TV series. Francis is currently raising money for the pilot episode via Kickstarter, check it out:

Please consider pre-ordering the pilot episode of The Unseen Africa.

An Interview with Francis Tapon

I had the chance to catch up with Francis recently to discuss his African adventure, and dive into a little bit of the philosophy, style, and equipment that drives his quest to search for the Unseen!

RJ: Africa is pretty big. You planned out a serpentine route circumnavigating the continent. What was the biggest challenge you faced in route planning before you embarked on your journey?

FT: Nothing really because I didn’t put too much thought into the serpentine route that I drew. I simply spent a few minutes drawing my ideal route. It’s a route that avoids backtracking yet allows me to visit all 54 African countries.

It’s the equivalent of you drawing a line on a map of Alaska for your Arctic 1000 route. First comes the basic, idealized line, which takes a few seconds to draw. Next comes the miles-by-mile map based on meticulously studying topographic maps, which can take weeks to draw.

I have never done Part 2: I don’t know if my route is really feasible. Instead, I just plan a couple weeks or months in advance as I go.

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In a village in Guinea Bissau.

Although I’ve pretty much followed the route perfectly in the first year, I suspect that at some point I’ll run into some border that is closed, for example, and I’ll be forced to re-route. That’s similar to when you run into a forest fire on a thru-hike.

The one thing I did know before I drew that line is that the Morocco-Algeria border has been closed for decades. That’s one reason why I wanted to start in Morocco and end in Algeria.

RJ: I’m sure you’ve deviated from the route you originally planned. When I deviate from my route in a Montana wilderness, it’s like … there’s a snake in the trail, so I better step around it. When I dream of the types of things that you are facing, I’m thinking about packs of lions, armed militia, or flooding rivers. What sorts of unplanned trials caused your biggest route deviations in Africa?

FT: The biggest headache is one that backpackers never have to worry about: visas. Most African countries require a visa. Getting them are often complicated, time consuming affairs. They’re usually expensive ($50-100 each) and they expire after a few weeks.

For example, my visa to Nigeria was expiring on March 5, 2014, yet my car was getting repaired in Benin in February. This forced me to go into Nigeria by hiring a motorcycle driver to take me there. From there, I explored via buses and then I returned to Benin 10 days later.

It was annoying because I really wanted to spend more time in Nigeria, despite Boko Haram.

Still, you’re right that I need to constantly make adjustments as I go depending on what I hear on the ground.

For instance, the Moroccan military forced me to make detours twice because they didn’t want me to go into restricted military zones.

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The Sindou Peaks look like dozens of stone fingers clawing at the sky. – in Sindou, Burkina Faso.

Similarly, in Mali, the police refused to let me to enter the town that has the tallest mountain in Mali. So I had to sneak in at 2:00 a.m. That caused two of my Malian friends to be tossed in jail when the police couldn’t locate me (they thought my friends had conspired to kidnap me).

I eventually got them out of jail, a few hours later.

RJ: When I think of Africa, I think of heat. I get anxious when the temperature gets above 80 deg F on my backcountry expeditions – that’s siesta time for me! Other than the usual travel magazine advice (“drink lots of water and wear a wide brimmed hat!”) what sorts of practices and equipment do you have to employ to adventure and explore in sustained heat like this?

FT: Hiking the PCT’s and CDT’s deserts prepared me for the Sahara, although the temps can be even more brutal in the Sahara. Only in Death Valley will you find temps that are comparable.

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Overlooking Burkina Faso.

Outside the Sahara, in West Africa (where I’ve spent over a year), the temps are lower than the Sahara, but the humidity is much higher. From December to June the temps have been in the 30s C (90s F) nonstop. During the day in Niger (where I am now) temps hit 45 C (108 F) in the shade. It’s just unsafe to backpack in those temps.

As I wrote for BPL, I’m a big umbrella fan, especially for the hot desert. I’m against a wide brimmed hat, which just traps heat in your head and doesn’t prevent the sun from cooking your body.

An umbrella more than makes up for its weight penalty in the desert as it allows you travel much farther with the same amount of water.

Keeping the sun off your clothes is critical in the Sahara. Think about when you put your hand above hot coals. If it’s far enough away, you hardly feel anything for a few seconds or even a few minutes.

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M’Goun is Morocco’s 3rd tallest mt (at over 4,000 meters). It’s rarely seen even in the summer, but I enjoyed a lonely climb to the summit in March 2014.

However, if you keep it there long enough, it will start cooking/burning your hand, just like you’d cook a piece of meat.

Same goes for the sun. Step out of the shade, and the sun feels marginally warmer than the shade. However, stay in the sun for several minutes and hours, and then you’re going to get baked, literally. It’s going to sap your energy. Your hiking efficiency (and enjoyment) will decrease.

So it’s imperative, in the hot desert, to prevent the sun from touching you or your clothes. A wide hat is ineffective at doing that.

Hats, as we know from winter backpacking, trap heat and help keep you warm. That’s wonderful when it’s snowing, but dangerous when it’s boiling.

Ideally, you want to be naked yet in the shade, so that as you sweat, the breeze cools your body. The only way to make such shade is an umbrella.

RJ: Have you experienced “cold” in Africa?

FT: On the crest of the High Atlas Mountains in Morocco in March. I traversed the length of the High Atlas (800km/500 miles). The summits of the 4,000-meter (13,000+ ft) peaks were covered in snow and had fierce wind. It reminded me of being in the San Juan Mountains in May.

RJ: You’ve been around Backpacking Light for a long time; it’s been really exciting to watch you grow as an adventurer! Your books, presentations, and travel styles all reveal this smoldering “ultralight ethic” under your hood. You are living this ethic on so many levels that I can’t help but admire your ability to transfer that philosophy into living practice. What role has Backpacking Light played in development of your travel and living styles and philosophies? FT: What I adore most about BPL is its scientific approach to backpacking. It’s a quantitative, fact-based, analytical way of looking at an activity that is largely about feeling and spirituality.

Some think the two shouldn’t mix. But I disagree and I’m glad BPL does too.

I have a bachelor’s degree in Religion (the feeling/spiritual side of me) and an MBA from Harvard Business School (the analytical side). So both styles and philosophies co-exist in my brain and heart, and I’m thrilled that the same is true with BPL.

RJ: What remains in your life right now that you feel is still too complicated? Is it something you feel you need to simplify or have you accepted that it’s complicated and “that’s that”? FT: The only thing in my life that is complicated is managing my many dreams. Boredom is something I have never felt in my life. I see idle and bored Africans and I want to borrow their time.

I think about my mortality every day. It motivates me so much.

On the other hand, it also saddens me because there’s so much I want to experience that I’ll never be able to do even if lived to be 1,000 years old.

My life is comically simple for a man in his 40s. However, it’s still somewhat complicated to prioritize a bucket list that stretches to infinity when you have such a finite existence.

“I may die tomorrow or next year,” I remind myself every day. It keeps me focused, it makes me a better person, and it encourages me to live a fulfilling and simple life.

RJ: You could be “back here” with the rest of us dealing with stupid and insignificant first world problems and obligations. I’m glad you’re not. They’re terrible things to waste your life on! But you know that, certainly. But I also know that you miss something back here, yes? Other than the usual (“I miss my family, friends, reliable hot showers, safe(r) food, and insect-free accommodations…”), what insignificant things about first world living do you miss?

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In 2013, I explored the west side of the Sahara (including Morocco, Mauritania, and Mali). I’m excited to return to the Sahara in early 2014 to see more precious unseen landscapes like this. I’ll be traveling to Nigeria, Niger, Chad, and the Central African Republic. They’re not exactly touristic hot spots. They’re more like terrorist hot spots. They’re home to fun folks like (Boko Haram and AQIM. So I don’t plan to linger long, but I do plan to treasure my time there. – in Western Sahara

FT: Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. High-speed Internet. Reliable people and services. Reliable electricity and water.

I don’t miss my friends and family as much as travelers of yesteryear did. Skype, Facebook, and email keep us connected, even in Africa. When Livingstone traversed Africa, he was truly unplugged. Nowadays, it’s hard to do that without having your loved ones revolt.

RJ: What are your most valuable pieces of equipment?

FT: The most expensive thing isn’t listed on my gear list (below): it’s my car, worth about $15,000.

The camera is worth about $5000. One shotgun mic is $700. A wireless mic is over $500.

RJ: What are the most challenging aspects of resupply in Africa?

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I was climbing North Africa’s tallest peak by the rarely used southern approach. I used my umbrella as an ice ax on the steep, slippery snow fields. To learn more surprising uses of an umbrella, visit: Tapon.org/umbrella – at Mount Toubkal summit 4,167m.

FT: Electronics are hard to replace. So if you break your camera or your ultralight LED light, then you can’t order it on Amazon and have it shipped to a post office. At least not easily.

Same goes for ultralight gear. Even Europeans complain about how hard it is to find ultralight gear in Europe, so you can imagine how impossible it is to find any backpacking gear in Africa.

RJ: Can you describe your day to day travel “routine”?

FT: Only in the broadest sense: I wake up, eat, move, and sleep.

Beyond that, there’s little routine, unless I’ve decided to park it for a few weeks to reconnect digitally and write my book. Then I can be pretty sedentary, although I must run every day just to stay fit. It’s just hard when it feels like a nonstop sauna.

Normally, though, every day is an adventure. I often have no idea what will happen or how the day will end. Surprises abound.

And that’s the way I like it.

For example, just like I traversed Spain twice without maps, I traversed the High Atlas Mountains in Morocco without maps. Only advanced backpackers should do this, of course.

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I’m disappointed that I will no longer be able to donate blood in the USA since I got malaria in Ghana. I’m banned for life. Naturally, since most Africans have gotten malaria at least once in their life, they don’t have such a restriction (otherwise nobody could donate!). So I was happy to give to Niger. – in Niamey, Niger.

What I love is that you get to feel like Livingstone or Lewis and Clark: you have no idea what’s over the next summit or the next bend in the river. Suddenly, there’s a waterfall or a swamp and you have to adjust. It’s thrilling and spontaneous. And those are two ingredients for a fun life.

What’s in My Pack?

Given the miserable internet facility of Niger (where I tagged him recently) and the inability to transfer high-bandwidth video, I begged Francis to give us just a little teeny bit of visual insight into some of the things he carries in Africa. These are not necessarily the same things you and I would carry in the Wild American Backcountry!

Youtube video

Francis Tapon’s African Gear List

Model Description Store Weight(oz) Purchase price Estimated current value Notes
Canon XF300 Weight includes UV filter eBay 86.8 $4,557.00 $5,000.00 Cost includes 2 batteries, 1 charger
Lexar, Sandisk (5)Lexar($99 ea), Sandisk Extreme($150), Sandisk Extreme Pro ($202) Amazon, eBay 3.3 $847.00 $1,480.00
GoPro Hero 3 Black Edition Underwater/timelapse/slow motion MP Gear 2.6 $400.00 $400.00
SanDisk Ultra MicroSDHC, 32gb, Sandisk, 30MB/s MP Gear 0.1 $0.00 $0.00 Included with Go Pro
MP Gear 1.5 $0.00 $0.00 Included with Go Pro
GoPro LCD Touch BacPac Touch LCD monitor (weight includes case) MP Gear 1.3 $80.00 $80.00
GoPro Battery BacPac (weight includes case) MP Gear 1.7 $50.00 $50.00
MP Gear $0.00 $0.00
BP-975 7350mAh, 7.4v, 55wh B&H 11.3 $215.00 $215.00
Tiffen Digital HT eBay 4.4 $200.00 $300.00
iKan 144 LED Includes (1)battery, charger B&H used 26 $0.00 $251.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
iKan $0.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Flyweight camcorder handheld rig B&H 55.7 $0.00 $500.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
WS XF300/305 Protection for the main camera B&H 10.7 $170.00 $170.00
B+W UV Haze MRC 010M 82mm, weight included in camera weight eBay 0 $47.00 $106.00
NP-F570 2100mAh, 7.2v, 15.8wh B&H 3.6 $39.00 $39.00
BP-955 4900mAh, 7.4v, 37wh eBay 7.5 $0.00 $160.00 Included with Canon XF300
CA-930 8.4v eBay 11.9 $0.00 $130.00 Included with Canon XF300
BP-945 4500mAh, 7.2v, 31wh eBay 9.9 $0.00 $50.00 Included with Canon XF300
Plugs into the charger and powers camera eBay 2.3 $0.00 $0.00 Included with Canon XF300
Air blower and lens cloth N/A 4.5 $0.00 $0.00 Bought by Josh
Ballhead X Focus With Quick Release Plate $100.00
$50.00
Brunton Solarroll 4.5 watt, waterproof, UV resistant Brunton 16.2 $0.00 $300.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
Ice Tech i12k 12,000 mAh, 5V-24V, 15.5 $0.00 $500.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
0 $0.00 $0.00
Bestek 300w 300w DC 12v to AC 110v-220v Amazon 15.2 $25.00 $25.00
N/A US/world > US/world, Surge protector N/A 3 $0.00 $10.00
N/A World > US(2 prong) N/A 0.7 $0.00 $10.00
Master Electrician PS37UOGH Amazon 3.7 $5.00 $5.00
Monster MP OTG BK 300v Amazon 5.7 $10.00 $10.00
Lenmar ACUSB4 Includes all world adapters Amazon 5.9 $18.00 $18.00
Sanyo Eneloop XX 2500mAh, 1.2v, NiMH B&H 8.4 $35.00 $35.00
Sanyo Eneloop 2000mAh, 1.2v, NiMH N/A 3.7 $0.00 $0.00
Sanyo Eneloop charger Input: 4w, Output: 1.2v N/A 3.3 $0.00 $0.00
ew 112-p G3 Mic and on-camera receiver B freq eBay 11.8 $500.00 $629.00
Rode NTG-3 eBay 5.8 $525.00 $700.00
Seismic Audio 1′ right angle to right angle XLR eBay 3 $9.00 $11.00
Audio-Technica 10′ XLR Amazon 7.8 $7.00 $7.00
Rhode WS7 B&H 1.7 $60.00 $60.00
Zoom H4n 4 channel recorder, AC adapter, windscreen eBay 14.8 $212.00 $270.00
HP 4gb SDHC N/A 0.1 $0.00 $0.00
Meelectronics Sport Fi S6 Amazon 0.7 $26.00 $26.00
Asus Zenbook UX31A 13.3″ 1080p IPS, i5, 4gb ram, 128gb SSD eBay 49.2 $900.00 $1,100.00
Targus APA037US 65w Best Buy 8.2 $70.00 $70.00 Bought by Josh
Targus A7 Slipcase TSS108US 15.6″ Best Buy 9.9 $21.00 $21.00 Bought by Josh
Logitech Marathon M705 AA batts, laser Best Buy 4.7 $40.00 $40.00 Bought by Josh
Asus eBay 0.8 $0.00 $0.00 Included with ultrabook
Transcend 1TB, USB 3.0, meets military drop standards Amazon 8.9 $93.00 $93.00
Western Digital Elements Mini (1) USB 2.0 @ $45.00, (4)USB 3.0 @ $200 eBay 36.9 $245.00 $280.00
Transcend Multi-card reader, USB 3.0 Amazon 2.2 $16.00 $16.00
Sandisk Cruzer 4gb, secondary backup N/A 0.3 $0.00 $5.00 Bought by Josh
Asus Google Nexus 7 32gb, AT&T cellular version Google 11.9 $300.00 $300.00
HTC Micro USB Google 2.2 $0.00 $0.00
Belkin Blue/black Amazon 6.3 $0.00 $20.00
Zagg Bluetooth Keyboard Amazon 11.4 $40.00 $40.00
Kindle Paperwhite 7.3 $120.00 $120.00
Lightwedge Verso Red N/A 4.2 $0.00 $20.00
TP-Link TL-MR3040 3G, wireless N (weight includes charger/CAT5) Amazon 7 $0.00 $45.00
Amazon High speed with ethernet Amazon 1.3 $0.00 $8.00
N/A 0.8 $0.00 $0.00 Bought by Josh
iPhone 4 Verizon, 16gb Apple 6.4 $150.00 $500.00 Bought by Josh
30 pin USB charger Apple 0.7 $0.00 $0.00 Bought by Josh
Midland GXT1000 36 mile, 50 channel B&H 15.5 $57.00 $90.00
Midland GXT1000 AC/car charger, charging base B&H 9.8 $0.00 $0.00 Included with walkies
DeLorme inReach for Smartphones 2-way satellite communicator with GPS DeLorme 8.5 $0.00 $250.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Parallax Elev-8 Pain in the ass 16 $0.00 $1,000.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Spektrum DX6i 6 channel transmitter 22.3 $138.00 $160.00
Storm Logic Sweater Jacket Ensign, M ExOfficio 14.3 $0.00 $125.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Roughian Hooded Long Sleeve Sweater Loden, M ExOfficio 15.8 $0.00 $105.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
BugsAway Halo L/S Lt. Pebble, M ExOfficio 7.7 $0.00 $85.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
GeoTrek’r Field Collection Sage, M ExOfficio 8.4 $0.00 $60.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Teanaway 1/4 Zip Black, M ExOfficio 9.3 $0.00 $70.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Takeover Trek’r L/S Graphite, M ExOfficio 15.3 $0.00 $75.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
GeoTrek’r Field Collection S/S Rainier, M ExOfficio 6.8 $0.00 $37.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Give-in-Go Boxer Brief (2) Black, (2) Blue – 2.9oz each, $26.00 each ExOfficio 11.6 $0.00 $104.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Give-in-Go Boxer Brief (1) Black, (1) Blue – 2.9oz each, $26.00 each ExOfficio 5.8 $52.00 $52.00 Bought by Josh and Francis
REI Blue, M REI 5.2 $20.00 $20.00
GoLite Gray, M GoLite 5.5 $0.00 $50.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
BugsAway Classic Cap Lt. Khaki, One size, Unisex ExOfficio 3 $0.00 $24.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
X-O-FISH-E-OH Twill Hat Lt. Pebble, One size ExOfficio 3.2 $0.00 $20.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
BugsAway Cape Hat Slate, S/M ExOfficio 3 $0.00 $25.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Gossamer Gear Cool GG 1.7 $0.00 $10.00
Sol Cool Neck Gaiter Oyster, One size ExOfficio 1.3 $0.00 $20.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
N/A N/A N/A 4.5 $0.00 $0.00
Possumdown 42% merino wool, 33% possum fur, 17% lycra, 8% Nylon Lite Trail 2.1 $0.00 $41.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Possumdown 40% possum fur, 50% merino wool, 10% nylon, (3) pairs Lite Trail 3.9 $0.00 $64.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Smartwool 3 pairs, ankle height Massey’s 4.2 $0.00 $45.00 Bought by Josh
Smartwool 1 pair, crew height, thick Massey’s 3.3 $0.00 $15.00 Bought by Josh
N/A N/A N/A 11.3 $0.00 $0.00
550 paracord N/A 0.4 $0.00 $0.00 Made by Nicholas Whelton
Lite Trail 0.6 $0.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Gossamer Gear Mariposa 2012 Ultralite GG 27 $0.00 $235.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Gossamer Gear Mariposa 2013 27 $0.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Platypus Big Zip II 3.0 liters 4.5 $0.00 $30.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
Lite Trail 0.8
Ruko Muela 5161 6-1/4” Nylon/Zamak Handle Survival Knife N/A 5.8 $0.00 $59.00
Leatherman Juice CS 4 Mulit-tool N/A 5.4 $0.00 $60.00
Victornox N/A 0.7 $10.00 $20.00
REI Field 8×21, 7.2 degrees REI 3.8 $0.00 $50.00
Husky HD-74501 AB Home Depot 1 $14.00 $14.00 Bought by Josh
Generic For handheld camera rig N/A 0.5 $0.00 $0.00 Bought by Josh
General Brand Pro Gaff 1″, black
Black Diamond Spot Headlamp 90 lumen, AAA batteries, red Jacks R Better 3.3 $0.00 $40.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Black Diamond Spot Headlamp 90 lumen, AAA batteries, green Jacks R Better 3.3 $0.00 $40.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Brookstone No Batteries Hand-crank light Brookstone 4.9 $0.00 $15.00
Jacks R Better Self-Tensioning Line 9′, thera-band, 0.4oz ea Jacks R Better 1.6 $0.00 $40.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Go Lite Chrome Dome 2 @ 8oz. Ea Go Lite 16 $0.00 $40.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
Gear Aid Tenacious Tape 60 sq. inches Jacks R Better 0.7 $0.00 $5.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Dukal Survival Wrap 52×84″, 1.8oz each Amazon 7.2 $28.00 $28.00
MSR Packtowl Ultralite 9×20″, .8oz each 1.6 $0.00 $12.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
N/A 0.4 $0.00 $0.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
Scrubba Wash Bag Scrubba 5.4 $0.00 $60.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
GG 5.8 $0.00 $150.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
Gossamer Gear Polycryo Ground Sheet 72×96″, 4.9oz each GG 9.8 $0.00 $7.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
Evernew Titanium 2 liter REI 11.2 $60.00 $60.00
Platypus 1 liter Cascade Designs 0.9 $0.00 $15.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
Evernew (2) 2 liter pouches, 1.5oz each GG 3 $0.00 $10.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
N/A Custom by Francis N/A 16 $0.00 $0.00
Lite Trail NyloBarrier Odor Proof Bag Lite Trail 0.9 $0.00 $5.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
SteriPEN Traveler 3-in-1 4 AA required SteriPEN 3.4 $0.00 $120.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
SteriPEN Freedom Rechargable, microUSB (weight includes case) SteriPEN 4.4 $0.00 $120.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Sawyer Squeeze Filters over 1 million gallons GG 3 $0.00 $45.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
ZPacks Hexamid Twin Tent Cuben fiber Zpacks 18.5 $0.00 $415.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Tite-Lite Tent Stakes Titanium, 6.5″, short, Hi Viz, $3.50 ea, .2oz ea GG 1.6 $0.00 $28.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Tite-Lite Tent Stakes Titanium, 6.5″, V, Hi Viz, $4.00 ea, .4oz ea GG 3.2 $0.00 $32.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Vargo Outdoors Titanium, 6.5″, 8pack = $21.20, .2oz ea Zpacks 1.6 $0.00 $26.65 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Zpacks Cuben fiber seam tape/replacement zippers Zpacks 1.2 $0.00 $5.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Zpacks Included with Hexamid tent Zpacks 0.1 $0.00 $0.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Mombosa Tracker N/A 5.9 $0.00 $20.00
High Sierra Sniveller 800 fill down, 78×52″, 3.5″ loft Jacks R Better 30.3 $0.00 $280.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
The Katahdin Quilt 900 fill down, 85×61″, 3.5″ loft Jacks R Better 38.1 $0.00 $300.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Gear Aid Revivex Down Cleaner Jacks R Better 14.4 $0.00 $8.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Gossamer Gear Thinlight Insulation Pad GG 2 $0.00 $11.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Gossamer Gear Nightlight Sleeping Pad GG 4.6 $0.00 $22.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
ZPacks Ultra light toothbrush Zpacks 0.6 $0.00 $3.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Oral-B N/A 0.8 $0.00 $0.00
Gillette Fusion Proglide N/A 2.8 $40.00 $40.00
Sawyer Stay Put Sunblock 1 fl. oz., titanium dioxide GG 1.2 $0.00 $0.00 Previous Francis Tapon Sponsor
Sawyer Picaridin .5 fl. oz., 20% picaridin (doesn’t harm gear) GG 0.8 $0.00 $3.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Sawyer Maxi Deet .5 fl. oz., 98% deet GG 0.8 $0.00 $3.00 Sponsor for The Unseen Africa
Totals 1080.80 $10,601.00 $19,248.65

Yosemite Adventures

Yosemite is a wild place and has incredible wilderness opportunities for hikers, climbers, and skiers.

Introduction

Tuolumne Meadows to Sonora Pass provides a rugged yet rewarding stretch of the Pacific Crest Trail, definitely worth experiencing for backpackers who enjoy great scenery and don’t mind a fairly committing route.

To shed a few pounds, many travel without tents. Be wary of mosquitoes and thundershowers, though. Bear cans are a necessity, hiking poles are strongly advised and fishing gear will improve meals and morale.

Food, camping and lodging are available in Tuolumne Meadows and Lee Vining near the southern trailhead. Nothing but the road and a parking lot awaits at the northern trailhead. Many finishing trips there meet a driver or hitchhike either west towards Sonora or east towards Bridgeport.

Author Interview

by Eric Vann

Matt Johanson is a high school journalism teacher and a freelance outdoor and travel writer. He is a lifelong outdoors enthusiast with more than 20 years’ experience in the Yosemite area and the author of Yosemite Epics: Tales of Adventure from America’s Greatest Playground. He lives in Castro Valley, California.

EV: How much weight do you carry when you backpack?

MJ: As little as possible. I don’t weigh it.

EV: What are your favorite pieces of gear?

MJ: My bivvy sack, trekking poles and camera. I don’t usually need a tent but I like to have a lightweight shelter for inclement weather, especially in winter. Poles reduce the wear on my knees from steep terrain and the camera produces pictures for my books and articles.

EV: What is your style of Backpacking?

MJ: I enjoy packing light to help me cover a lot of ground on short outings of two to three days. But I also enjoy reaching more remote areas and making a deeper connection with nature on longer trips.

EV: What make Yosemite so unique?

MJ: Yosemite offers the best and most easily accessed wilderness opportunities for hikers, climbers and skiers of anywhere that I’ve been. Incomparable granite walls, abundant day trips and endless possibilities for backcountry travel in summer and winter make it hard to beat.

Yosemite Adventures: 50 Spectacular Hikes, Climbs, and Winter Treks by Matt Johanson (reprinted with permission of Triumph Books).

Chapter 29: Pacific Crest Trail: Tuolumne Meadows to Sonora Pass (pp. 144-155)

Distance: 75 miles

Time: 6 to 8 days

Difficulty: very strenuous

Parking: beside Tioga Pass Road near Lembert Dome (no overnight parking in Lembert Dome lot)

Trailhead: Lembert Dome, elevation 8,600 feet

Highest point: elevation 10,759 feet

Best season: June to September

Permits: required for overnight travel; visit Tuolumne Meadows Wilderness Center

Overview

This rugged section of the Pacific Crest Trail climbs, drops, climbs more, drops more, climbs even more, and drops even more from Yosemite to the Emigrant Wilderness. It’s a physically demanding, high-elevation hike and not for beginners. But for those ready for it, the trek delivers solitude and access to rarely-seen peaks and seldom-visited lakes.

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Hiking the hike

Backpackers can travel this point-to-point trek hiking either north or south. This guide recommends hiking north from Tuolumne Meadows to start at lower elevation and on less-demanding terrain. Those who begin at Sonora Pass not only start their hike at 9,623 feet but must immediately climb to the hike’s highest point at 10,759 feet with full packs, many of the hikers coming from sea level with no altitude acclimation! Instead, start in

Yosemite, where the trailhead is a thousand feet lower, and break into the hike with a few fairly mild days.

Before leaving, though, give a thought to transportation. If you drive to Yosemite, how do you get back to your vehicle from Sonora Pass? Or if you leave a car at Sonora Pass, how do you get to Yosemite? Public transportation offers no solution to this problem. Most hikers shuttle vehicles with the help of friends or family.

Park beside the highway near Lembert Dome, or beside the dirt road leading toward the stables (in the Lembert Dome lot, no overnight parking is permitted). Your hike follows the dirt road to a gate and continues past it toward Soda Springs. Pause here to try the naturally carbonated water bubbling from the ground. Soon your route approaches and then parallels the Tuolumne River. After a climb, the trail descends into a wooded area. Shortly after crossing a footbridge, you’ll see Tuolumne Falls and later White Cascade. Descend toward a bridge over the Tuolumne. Across is the popular Glen Aulin High Sierra Camp, where most passersby stay a night.

Continue north into Cold Canyon. The trail will climb steadily until dropping into Virginia Canyon. There are worthy campsites along McCabe Creek and Return Creek. But if you can, climb the switchbacks out of the canyon and push on another 3 miles to Miller Lake. This will position you to reach coveted Benson Lake on the next day.

From Miller Lake, descend into Matterhorn Canyon and cross its creek as the trail turns southwest. Then climb out of the canyon and over Benson Pass on your way to Smedberg Lake. This is a great place to stop for lunch, swim, and fish.

The next segment passes a spur trail to Benson Lake. Though it’s a detour from the Pacific Crest Trail, you really shouldn’t miss it (see page 156).

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From the Benson Lake detour to Seavey Pass, hikers gain 1,600 feet in less than 3 miles. Take your time and enjoy the ponds and small lakes along the way. Then your path descends and turns west into Kerrick Canyon. About 3 miles down canyon, turn north and cross the creek, which can be challenging in the early season. Now begins the next climb and descent into Stubblefield Canyon. After that, take a break and decide if you’re up for another few miles and few thousand feet of up and down. If not, camp here near the creek. If you can make another push, though, climb over Macomb Ridge and push on toward Wilma Lake. A shady and pleasant walk leads to this lake where a ranger cabin stands.

Turning north, the Pacific Crest Trail leads past Chittenden, Kendrick, Keyes, and Bigelow peaks while passing through Grace Meadow, climbing gradually toward Dorothy Lake. After the steeper climbs you accomplished earlier, this one will feel pleasantly mild. Dorothy Lake offers tree-sheltered campsites and you don’t have to be an expert to catch a fish here.

After climbing to Dorothy Lake Pass, hikers depart Yosemite and enter the Toiyabe National Forest. Passing Stella and Bonnie lakes, descend to Lake Harriet and continue north. Just past two ponds is a junction; turn northwest to stay on the Pacific Crest Trail and head toward the West Fork West Walker River. You will pass Lower Long Lake on your way to Walker Meadows. Now you’re close to civilization again and may start to see some day hikers.

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Soon your path turns west through rocky Kennedy Canyon. Even early in the day, consider camping here because few appealing options and precious little water are found between here and Sonora Pass. But hikers making an early start after spending a night here can reach their trek’s end in a day. Make sure to fill water bottles before leaving.

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Start by climbing westward to the saddle above Kennedy Canyon. Then your path turns north and becomes a jeep road that zig-zags up long switchbacks to a high ridge well above the tree line. After gaining the ridge, the jeep road drops down to Leavitt Lake but the Pacific Crest Trail turns northwest and traverses a volcanic ridge. You’re now in the Emigrant Wilderness of the Stanislaus National Forest. Eventually snow and snowmelt may give you a chance to refill your water bottles. When the trail passes beneath Leavitt Peak, you have the option to scramble up its rocky slopes to a 11,569-foot summit. The 800-foot climb is a worthy detour on the right day.

Continuing north past Latopie Lake, be wary of steep and possibly icy snowfields, especially early in the day and season, between here and the road. Your final miles twist and turn as you descend more than a thousand feet past whitebark pines and seasonal wildflowers before reaching Sonora Pass.

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Insider tips

Take a fishing license and pole. There are many good fishing opportunities and fresh trout will taste better than freeze-dried backpacking fare after a few days.

Consider carrying crampons and ice axes in the early season to safely cross snowfields in the Emigrant Wilderness.

Distances and details

Start: Lembert Dome

0.5 miles: Soda Springs

4.8 miles: Tuolumne Falls

5.5 miles: Glen Aulin High Sierra Camp

17 miles: Miller Lake

23.8 miles: Benson Pass

25.7 miles: Smedberg Lake

29.9 miles: Junction with trail to Benson Lake

32.6 miles: Seavey Pass

44.4 miles: Wilma Lake

53.9 miles: Dorothy Lake

54.9 miles: Dorothy Lake Pass

60.4 miles: West Fork West Walker River bridge

63.9 miles: Kennedy Canyon

67 miles: Junction with trail to Leavitt Lake (turn left)

75 miles: Sonora Pass

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Pick Up Your Feet

Grandma Gatewood was the first woman to solo-thru-hike the Appalachian Trail. Her journey saved the trail and her legacy continues to shape the ultralight backpacking movement.

Introduction

by Eric Vann

What could inspire a 67-year old woman to leave her family behind and solo hike the Appalachian Trail? The answer to this question has for long remained a mystery. In his book “Grandma Gatewood’s Walk: The Inspiring Story of the Woman Who Saved the Appalachian Trail”, author Ben Montgomery seeks to answer this question as he explores the life of the first woman to solo-thru-hike the entire Appalachian Trail. She carried no tent, sleeping bag, or map and didn’t have the comforts of contemporary ultralight backpacks and sleeping pads and nevertheless she is etched into ultralight lore as one of the founders of the ultralight backpacking movement. She would go back to hike the trail for a total of three times becoming the first to do so and her efforts later inducted her into the Appalachian Trail Hall of Fame.

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Emma “Grandma” Gatewood” out on the trail.

On the trail she averaged 22 miles per day beginning early each morning and hiking into the evenings often stopping to sleep in a locals barn or if she was lucky a bed. She had the true lightweight mindset often responding to gear questions about new ultralight gear by encouraging people to only bring necessities – which she often deemed only rain gear, a backpack, and a good pair of shoes. For food she loved to eat Vienna sausages, and said that “most everything else to eat you can find beside the trail.” She hiked with a homemade bag, an army blanket, and rain poncho. She slept numerous nights in the damp cold but she was finally going for that walk she always wanted. For Grandma Gatewood, ultralight backpacking wasn’t about the newest and greatest gear – it was about taking what she needed and enjoying the experience of being outdoors. Her mindset and passion for the outdoors continues to inspire hikers to this day.

While hiking she was interviewed by numerous publications including Sports Illustrated. In all she spent 146 days on the trail and her trip was punctuated by reaching the peak of Mt. Katahdin, one of the tallest points along the trail. Her story is one of triumph and tenacity and as Montgomery put it, “It didn’t take fancy equipment, guidebooks, training, or youthfulness. It took putting one foot in front of the other-five million times.”

The book is written after months of interviews and scouring Gatewood’s personal diaries and trail journals. Her journey redefined perceived limits and continues to demonstrate that anyone is capable of accomplishing whatever their dreams as long as those goals are pursued with true diligence. Her determination to hike the whole trail shows us that we can always hiker farther and go lighter than what we previously thought. Her 2050-mile hike became a crusade calling attention to the deteriorating conditions of the Appalachian Trail encouraging is revival and saving arguably one of the most famous trails in the world from extinction.

Interview with the Author

Ben Montgomery is a staff writer at the Tampa Bay Times and cofounder of the Auburn Chautauqua, a Southern writers’ collective. He was a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize in 2010 and has won many other national writing awards. He has worked at newspapers in Arkansas, Texas, New York and Florida. He currently lives in Tampa, Florida.

EV: What was the most memorable part of writing Grandma Gatewood’s Walk?

BM: The writing itself was pretty blah; me holed up in my office, head down, trying to plow toward deadline. But the most memorable part of the book process, if that’s what you’re asking, was easily a reporting trip up Maine’s Mount Katahdin. My wife and I hired the superintendent of trails at Baxter State Park to try to recreate the exact path Emma Gatewood would’ve taken in 1955. I spent a long time studying her diaries, and the interviews she gave before that hike and after, and I wanted to come as close as possible to being inside her head. There was a stretch along Hunt Spur where we all hiked silently for about an hour, maybe longer, and I was able to lose myself a little in that wilderness. That’s something I’ll never forget.

EV: How has Grandma Gatewood’s legacy defied typical hiking stereotypes? 

BM: I think she showed Americans that it doesn’t necessarily take planning, hi-tech gear, athleticism or youth to find the rewards of testing yourself against the earth. It takes desire, and putting one foot in front of the other.

EV: Why was the AT deteriorating?

BM: It wasn’t so much deteriorating as it was not yet fully intact, protected and maintained. In 1955, Emma Gatewood found large sections that had been poorly maintained as well as chunks of trail that were inadequately marked. This wasn’t the popular footpath we know today that millions of visitors use yearly. It was incomplete, a disjointed trail maintained in spots and neglected in others.

EV: How did she save the AT?

BM: In two ways: She was critical of the stretches that she found to be poorly maintained. Sports Illustrated and other media outlets printed those criticisms and the attention led to betterment and bolstered upkeep.

I also posit that the attention she brought to the trail — and we’re talking hundreds of newspaper articles and television reports about her journeys — planted what was then a little-known footpath firmly into the American conscience. The spike in thru-hikers after her third AT trip is a reflection of that attention and a strong suggestion that she broke down psychological barriers among those who may have doubted their ability to walk 2000 miles through wilderness. Even today on the AT you hear a common refrain: If Grandma Gatewood could do it, so can I.

EV: Since she did not have a map where would she have got the info about the trail?

BM: She read a 1949 National Geographic story that suggested anyone in moderate physical shape could “hay-foot, straw-foot” on the well-marked trail from Georgia to Maine. The article suggested one could simply follow the white blazes the whole way, so there is no indication she even thought she would need a map. And while she occasionally got lost she always found her way back to the trail, either by intuition or by asking others for help.

EV: Why did Grandma Gatewood do it, why did she walk the whole Appalachian Trail? 

BM: Everybody asked that question. Why? And she gave them a dozen different answers. What she never talked about was the 30 years she spent married to a hard-fisted and oppressive man who beat her beyond recognition 10 times the last year they were together. When she divorced him, she found a remarkable independence. She could finally do what she wanted. And she wanted to take a very long walk.

The following was published with the permission of Chicago Review Press, April 2014. Buy the book and read the whole story!

Pick Up Your Feet

May 2–9, 1955

She packed her things in late spring, when her flowers were in full bloom, and left Gallia County, Ohio, the only place she’d ever really called home.

She caught a ride to Charleston, West Virginia, then boarded a bus to the airport, then a plane to Atlanta, then a bus from there to a little picture-postcard spot called Jasper, Georgia, “the First Mountain Town.” Now here she was in Dixieland, five hundred miles from her Ohio home, listening to the rattle and ping in the back of a taxicab, finally making her ascent up the mountain called Oglethorpe, her ears popping, the cabbie grumbling about how he wasn’t going to make a penny driving her all this way. She sat quiet, still, watching through the window as miles of Georgia blurred past.

They hit a steep incline, a narrow gravel road, and made it within a quarter mile of the top of the mountain before the driver killed the engine.

She collected her supplies and handed him five dollars, then one extra for his trouble. That cheered him up. And then he was gone, taillights and dust, and Emma Gatewood stood alone, an old woman on a mountain.

Her clothes were stuffed inside a pasteboard box and she lugged it up the road to the summit, a few minutes away by foot. She changed in the woods, slipping on her dungarees and tennis shoes and discarding the simple dress and slippers she’d worn during her travels. She pulled from the box a drawstring sack she’d made back home from a yard of denim, her wrinkled fingers doing the stitching, and opened it wide. She filled the sack with other items from the box: Vienna Sausage, raisins, peanuts, bouillon cubes, powdered milk. She tucked inside a tin of Band-Aids, a bottle of iodine, some bobby pins, and a jar of Vicks salve. She packed the slippers and a gingham dress that she could shake out if she ever needed to look nice. She stuffed in a warm coat, a shower curtain to keep the rain off, some drinking water, a Swiss Army knife, a flashlight, candy mints, and her pen and a little Royal Vernon Line memo book that she had bought for twenty-five cents at Murphy’s back home.

She threw the pasteboard box into a chicken house nearby, cinched the sack closed, and slung it over one shoulder.

She stood, finally, her canvas Keds tied tight, on May 3, 1955, atop the southern terminus of the Appalachian Trail, the longest continuous footpath in the world, facing the peaks on the blue-black horizon that stretched toward heaven and unfurled before her for days. Facing a mean landscape of angry rivers and hateful rock she stood, a woman, mother of eleven and grandmother of twenty-three. She had not been able to get the trail out of her mind. She had thought of it constantly back home in Ohio, where she tended her small garden and looked after her grandchildren, biding her time until she could get away.

When she finally could, it was 1955, and she was sixty-seven years old.

She stood five foot two and weighed 150 pounds and the only survival training she had were lessons learned earning calluses on her farm. She had a mouth full of false teeth and bunions the size of prize marbles. She had no map, no sleeping bag, no tent. She was blind without her glasses, and she was utterly unprepared if she faced the wrath of a snowstorm, not all that rare on the trail. Five years before, a freezing Thanksgiving downpour killed more than three hundred in Appalachia, and most of them had houses. Their bones were buried on these hillsides.

She had prepared for her trek the only way she knew how. The year before, she worked at a nursing home and tucked away what she could of her twenty-five-dollar-a-week paycheck until she finally earned enough quarters to draw the minimum in social security: fifty-two dollars a month. She had started walking in January while living with her son Nelson in Dayton, Ohio. She began walking around the block, and extended it a little more each time until she was satisfied by the burn she felt in her legs. By April she was hiking ten miles a day.

Before her, now, grew an amazing sweep of elms, chestnuts, hemlocks, dogwoods, spruces, firs, mountain ashes, and sugar maples. She’d see crystal-clear streams and raging rivers and vistas that would steal her breath.

Before her stood mountains, more than three hundred of them topping five thousand feet, the ancient remnants of a range that hundreds of millions of years before pierced the clouds and rivaled the Himalayas in their majesty. The Unakas, the Smokies, Cheoahs, Nantahalas. The long, sloping Blue Ridge; the Kittatinny Mountains; the Hudson Highlands. The Taconic Ridge and the Berkshires, the Green Mountains, the White Mountains, the Mahoosuc Range. Saddleback, Bigelow, and finally-five million steps away-Katahdin.

And between here and there: a bouquet of ways to die. Between here and there lurked wild boars, black bears, wolves, bobcats, coyotes, backwater outlaws, and lawless hillbillies. Poison oak, poison ivy, and poison sumac. Anthills and black flies and deer ticks and rabid skunks, squirrels, and raccoons. And snakes. Black snakes, water moccasins, and copperheads. And rattlers; the young man who hiked the trail four years before told the newspapers he’d killed at least fifteen.

There were a million heavenly things to see and a million spectacular ways to die.

Two people knew Emma Gatewood was here: the cabdriver and her cousin, Myrtle Trowbridge, with whom she had stayed the night before in Atlanta. She had told her children she was going on a walk. That was no lie. She just never finished her sentence, never offered her own offspring the astonishing, impossible particulars.

All eleven of them were grown, anyhow, and independent. They had their own children to raise and bills to pay and lawns to mow, the price of participation in the great, immobile American dream.

She was past all that. She’d send a postcard.

If she told them what she was attempting to do, she knew they’d ask Why? That’s a question she’d face day and night in the coming months, as word of her hike spread like fire through the valleys, as newspaper reporters learned of her mission and intercepted her along the trail. It was a question she’d playfully brush off every time they asked. And how they’d ask. Groucho Marx would ask. Dave Garroway would ask. Sports Illustrated would ask. The Associated Press would ask. The United States Congress would ask.

Why? Because it was there, she’d say. Seemed like a good lark, she’d say.

She’d never betray the real reason. She’d never show those newspapermen and television cameras her broken teeth or busted ribs, or talk about the town that kept dark secrets, or the night she spent in a jail cell. She’d tell them she was a widow. Yes. She’d tell them she found solace in nature, away from the grit and ash of civilization. She’d tell them that her father always told her, “Pick up your feet,” and that, through rain and snow, through the valley of the shadow of death, she was following his instruction.

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She walked around the summit of Mount Oglethorpe, studying the horizon, the browns and blues and grays in the distance. She walked to the base of a giant, sky-reaching monument, an obelisk made from Cherokee marble. She read the words etched on one side:

IN GRATEFUL RECOGNITION OF THE ACHIEVEMENTS OF JAMES EDWARD OGLETHORPE WHO BY COURAGE, INDUSTRY AND ENDURANCE FOUNDED THE COMMONWEALTH OF GEORGIA IN 1732

She turned her back on the phallic monument and lit off down the trail, a path that split through ferns and last year’s leaves and walls of hardwoods sunk deep in the earth. She walked quite a while before she came upon the biggest chicken farm she had ever seen, row upon row of long, rectangular barns, alive with babble and bordered by houses where the laborers slept, immigrants and sons of the miners and blue-collar men and women who made their lives in these mountains.

She had walked herself to thirst, so she knocked on one of the doors. The man who answered thought she was a little loony, but he gave her a cool drink. He told her there was a store nearby, said it was just up the road. She set off, but didn’t see one. Night fell, and for the first time, she was alone in the dark.

The trail cut back, but she missed the identifying blaze and kept walking down a gravel road; after two miles, she came upon a farmhouse. Two elderly folks, a Mr. and Mrs. Mealer, were kind enough to let her stay for the night. She would have been forced to sleep in the forest, prone to the unexpected, had she not lost track.

She set off early the next morning, as the sun threw a blue haze on the hills, after thanking the Mealers. She knew she had missed the switchback, so she hiked back the way she had come for about two miles and all along the roadside she saw beautiful sweetshrub blooming, smelling of allspice. She caught the trail again and lugged herself back up to the ridge, where she reached a level stretch and pressed down hard on her old bones, foot over foot, going fifteen miles before dark. The pain was no problem, not yet, for a woman reared on farm work.

She stumbled upon a little cardboard shack, disassembled it, and set up several of the pieces on one end to block the angry wind. The others she splayed on the ground for a bed. As soon as she lay down, her first night in the woods, the welcoming party came calling. A tiny field mouse, the size of a golf ball, began scratching around her. She tried to scare the creature away, but it was fearless. When she finally found sleep, the mouse climbed upon her chest. She opened her eyes and there he was, standing erect on her breast, just two strange beings, eye to eye, in the woods.

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A hundred years before Emma Gatewood stomped through, before there was even a trail, pioneers pushed west over the new country’s oldest mountains, through Cherokee land, the determined Irish and Scottish and English families driving toward the sinking sun, and some of them falling behind. Some of them settling.

They made these mountains, formed more than a billion years before of metamorphic and igneous rock, their home. Appalachia, it was called, a term derived from a tribe of Muskhogean Indians called the Appalachee, the “people on the other side.”

The swath was beautiful and rugged, and those who stayed lived by ax and plow and gun. On the rich land they grew beets and tomatoes, pumpkins and squash, field peas and carrots. But mostly they grew corn. By the 1940s, due to the lack of education and rotation, the land was drained of its nutrients and crops began to fail.

But the people remained, buckled in by the mountains.

Those early settlers were buried on barren hillsides. The threadbare lives of their sons and daughters were set in grooves, a day’s drive from 60 percent of the US population but cut off by topography from outside ideas. They wore handmade clothing and ate corn pone, hickory chickens, and fried pies. The pigs they slaughtered in the fall showed up on plates all winter as sausage and bacon and salted ham. They went to work in the mines and mills, risking death each day to light the homes and clothe the children of those better off while their own sons and daughters did schoolwork by candlelight and wore patches upon patches.

Mining towns, mill towns, and small industrial centers bloomed between the mountains, and the dirt roads and railroads soon stitched the little communities together. They were proud people, most of them, the durable offspring of survivors. They lived suspended between heaven and earth, and they knew the call of every bird, the name of every tree, and where the wild herbs grew in the forest. They also knew the songs in the church hymnals without looking, and the difference between predestination and free will, and the recipe for corn likker.

They resisted government intervention, and when taxes grew unjust, they struck out with rakes, rebellion, and secrecy. When President Rutherford B. Hayes tried to implement a whiskey tax in the late 1870s, a great fit of violence exploded in Appalachia between the moonshiners and the federal revenuers that lasted well through Prohibition in the 1920s. The lax post-Civil War law and order gave the local clans plenty of leeway to shed blood over a misunderstanding or a misfired bullet. Grudges held tight, like cold tree sap.

When the asphalt was laid through the bottomland, winding rivers of road, it opened the automobile-owning world to new pictures of poverty and hard luck. The rest of America came to bear witness to coal miners and moonshiners, and a region in flux. Poor farming techniques and a loss of mining jobs to machines prompted an exodus from Appalachia in the 1950s. Those who stayed behind were simply rugged enough, or conniving enough, to survive.

This was Emma Gatewood’s course, a footpath through a misunderstood region stitched together on love and danger, hospitality and venom. The route was someone else’s interpretation of the best way to cross a lovely and rugged landscape, and she had accepted the invitation to stalk her predecessors-this civilian army of planners and environmentalists and blazers-and, in a way, to become one of them, a pilgrim herself. She came from the foothills, and while she didn’t know exactly what to expect, she wasn’t a complete stranger here.

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Her legs were sore when she set off a few minutes after 9:00 AM on May 5, trying to exit Georgia. She hiked the highlands until she could go no farther. Her feet had swollen. She found a lean-to near a freshwater spring where she washed out her soiled clothes. She filled her sack full of leaves and plopped it on a picnic table for a makeshift bed.

The next morning, she started before the sun peeked over the hills. The trail, through the heart of Cherokee country, was lined by azaleas, and when the sunbeams touched down they became flashes of supernatural pinks and purples in the gray-brown forest. Once in a while, she’d stop mid-step to watch a white-tailed buck bound gracefully across her path and disappear into the woods. Once in a while, she’d spot a copperhead coiled in the leaves and she’d catch her breath and provide the creature a wide berth.

That night she drank buttermilk and ate cornbread, the charity of a man in town, and spent the night at the Doublehead Gap Church, in the house of the Lord. That’s how it was some places. They’d open their iceboxes and church doors and make you feel at home. Some places, but not all.

She was off again the next day, past a military base where soldiers had built dugouts and stretched barbed wire all over the mountains, a surreal juxtaposition of nature and the brutality of man. She pressed on through Woody Gap, approaching the state line. She was joined there by an old, tired-looking mutt, and she didn’t mind the company.

She climbed a mountain, cresting after 7:00 PM, the sun falling. She’d have to find a place to stay soon. She followed the bank of a creek down into the valley, where several small houses stood. They were ugly little things, but there was a chance one would yield a bed, or at least a few bales of hay. Anything was better than shaking field mice out of her hair in the morning.

In the yard of one of the puny homes, she noticed a woman chopping wood. It looked as if the woman’s hair had not been combed in weeks, and her apron was so dirty it could have stood on its own.

Her face was covered with grime and she was chewing tobacco, spitting occasionally in the dirt.

The woman stopped as Emma approached.

Have you room for a guest tonight? Emma asked.

We’ve never turned anyone away, the woman said.

Emma followed her onto the porch, where an old man sat in the shade. He wasn’t nearly as dirty as the woman, and he looked intelligent-and suspicious. This was the tricky, treacherous part of the trail, scouting for a bed among strangers. She had not prepared for this part of the experience, for she never knew these negotiations would be necessary. There, on the strangers’ porch, she wasn’t afraid so much as embarrassed. She told the man her name.

You have credentials? the man asked.

She fetched her social security card from her sack and handed it over. He studied the card as the mutt that followed her down the hollow sniffed out a comfortable spot on the porch. Emma fished out some pictures of her family, her children and grandchildren, and presented those, too, for further proof that she was who she said she was. But the man was suspicious.

Is Washington paying you to make this trip? the man asked.

No, Emma said.

She told him she was doing it for herself, and she had every intention of hiking all 2,050 miles of it, to the end. She just needed a place to spend the night.

Does your family approve of what you’re doing? asked he.

They don’t know, said she.

He regarded her, an old woman in tapered dungarees and a button-up shirt, her long, gray hair a mess. Her thin lips and fat, fleshy earlobes. Her brow protruding enough to shade her eyes at their corners. She hadn’t seen a mirror in days, but she reckoned she looked hideous.

You’d better go home, then, he said. You can’t stay here.

There wasn’t any use in fighting. She knew where she was. She hefted her sack onto her shoulder again, turned her back on the man and his worn-out wife, and started walking.

Deejo UL Knives

A very lightweight and practical backcountry knife. Useful for food prep with good hardness for its price.

Introduction

For reasons best known to themselves (i.e. they haven’t told me), gear-maker Baladeo recently spun off a small company called Deejo in France. Deejo’s products (at the time of writing) are a range of ultra-light knives in three different sizes. These were mentioned in Matthew Pullan’s report on ISPO 2014 in Germany, and given their very light weight and minimalistic construction it seemed we should take a closer look at them.

Basic Technical Details

Deejo knives come in 3 sizes: 15 g, 27 g and 37 g, and in 3 styles which they call Naked, Colors, and Wood. Not all combinations exist. All three weights exist in the Naked series, while the colored ones are all 27 g and the wooden ones are all 37 g. We received a 15 g Naked knife and a 37 g Wood knife for review.

In addition there are sets of knives in black flocked lined boxes: suitable for gifts maybe. We didn’t go that far.

Naked Series

There are three sizes of knives in this range. The 15 g knife claims a 55 mm blade, the 27 g knife claims an 80 mm blade, and the 37 g knife claims a 100 mm blade. These lengths also apply to the other series. The measured lengths of the cutting edges for the two we received are 54 mm for the 15 g unit and 94 mm for the 37 g unit. The 37 g knife is 100 mm blade from the tip to the centre of the pivot (making the knife just ‘street-legal’ in Australia). (The 3 plain photos are from the Deejo web site.)

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The Naked Series, 15 g, US$26.43.

These little ones consist of little more than two flat bits of metal, plus a pivot. The blade locks open against the small round peg visible below the pivot; it is kept open by the blade of metal labeled ‘Press’. This rather cunning and almost invisible mechanism applies to all models, and will be explained later. The handle in this little one has a hole at end for a string loop; fairly thick string is provided.

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15 g knife in hand.

As you can see, the 15 g knife is quite small. Well, at 15 g, what did you expect? The loop of string can be seen at the end of the handle.

The Colors Series

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The Colors series, 27 g, Red.

This series features a thin strip of colored polycarbonate along the handle, where it provides some protection for the cutting edge against the world – or vice versa depending on your point of view. There are lots of bright colors available: I won’t list them all.

It may be worth noting that polycarbonate is an extremely tough plastic. I don’t think there would be any chance at all of the plastic breaking. It is held to the handle by three little Torx screws, which are sized to not stick out at the back.

The Wood Series

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“The Wood series, 37 g, Rosewood, US$42.71”.

Here the plastic protection strip has been replaced by some good (genuine) wood: you have a choice between Rosewood, Juniper Wood and Granadilla. These are the sorts of woods you might find in good wooden-handled knives: tough, fine-grained and not particularly susceptible to water. Again, three Torx screws hold the thin strip of wood to the metal handle. In this case there is also a ‘belt clip’ on the back of the knife. A light soft black fabric bag comes with the knife.

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37 g knife in hand – light, but a decent blade.

The blade length for the 37 g knife is quite respectable and useful, although with such a light handle there would be a limit to how much force you could put into the cutting edge. An expert would say to substitute skill for force of course. I will add that all three sizes have extremely wicked points.

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The presentation boxes, magnetically stuck together.

All single knives come in presentation boxes as shown here. (The sets come in more glamorous black boxes.) What is not obvious is that there are small magnets in the sides of these boxes, so they can be stacked up on the shop counter in high towers with the curved plastic covers facing the customer. They are somewhat Lego, but very fancy.

More Technical Details

Blade edge

The 37 g units have a symmetrical grind (i.e. both sides) to a 1.9 mm thick back. The major grind is ‘hollow’; while the edge grind is flat (this is normal). The little 15 g units are different: they have one dead flat surface and one ground surface, and the back is 1.7 mm thick.

Pivot Details

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Lock pin (red) and friction dimple (blue).

All the knives have a lock pin to limit their opening. This is shown here on the 15 g unit by the red dot. It is solid. There is also a dimple on the end of the spring, pointed to by the blue line. We will come back to that shortly.

Liner Lock

The small dimple shown before seems to be there to control the alignment of the spring with the blade. It spans the thickness of the brass washer at the back (see below).

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The liner lock trick.

When the blade opens fully, the end of the blade at the blue line just clears the part of the handle labeled ‘Press’, and that strip of metal pops up against the large pivot to lock the blade open. To close the blade you press down on the ‘Press’ label so the strip clears the blade, and then the blade can pivot towards the shut position. This is shown in the lower part of this illustration, where I have just started to close the blade. The blade just overlaps the liner lock spring by a millimeter or two in the photo.

The small dimple shown before on the 15 g unit seems to be there on the smallest of the range to control the alignment of the spring with the blade. It spans the thickness of the brass washer at the back (see below).

What is not shown in any of the photos is that there is a small thinning half way along the strip of metal marked Press: that is where a lot of the spring bending takes place. It is not a ‘defect’ in the stamping.

Pivot

The large cap on the pivot in the above photo hides a brass shim – there’s one on the other side as well. The brass makes the blades rotate smoothly: otherwise the metal surfaces could gall and drag. It’s a small detail, but an important one for long life. Since the blade rotates about the pivot, the (stationary) cap at the back is smaller. Ah yes: keep the pivot clean and lubricate occasionally very lightly for best performance.

Belt Clip

The 37 g knife has a belt clip. It is visible in the top photo in the last illustration. I don’t want or like a belt clip, so I inquired about removing it. Possible, was the reply, but not advised. It helps to stabilize the pivot, and the screws have their length set to include the clip. Well, hum, maybe one day I will ‘modify’ the clip to keep the bit at the pivot and remove the rest.

One caution was mentioned: Deejo has carefully adjusted the tension in the pivot screw to hold the blade securely but let it open smoothly. If you undo the pivot screw it may be tricky getting the right torque when you reassemble the knife. I image 5 minutes with a Dremel or some sort of grinder might be an alternative.

Steel

Obviously what sort of steel has been used is important. Some Deejo literature says they use 420 Stainless Steel; other literature says the blades are 2CR13 stainless steel hardened to 52-54 Rockwell while the handle and clip are 2CR13 hardened to 45-48 Rockwell. I enquired about this but got no answer. Checking on the web showed that ‘2CR13’ is simply the USA designation for 420 SS: it’s the same stuff. The steel in the screws and pivot is not specified. What is 420 SS steel? I quote:

420 SS is a general purpose medium carbon straight chromium high hardenability martensitic stainless steel with good strength and fairly good corrosion resistance. It is generally supplied hardened and tempered. Due to its excellent hardenability it is capable of being through hardened up to Rc52 or higher depending upon carbon content and section size.

I tested both knives at shaving the hairs on my arm. That is a ‘standard’ test for a knife blade (or axe blade, or machete blade – whatever). I found maybe 1/3 of the hairs were cut off at the skin surface, with some drag. That is not bad, although I can get a better shave from my 400 mm long 6 mm thick (16″x1/4“) Brades machete manufactured in the UK about 1900, but that one is some very serious carbon steel. It is also rather heavy! Whatever it hits stays down.

The Deejo blades are not the hardest steel used in knives. For instance, the blade in the Benchmade 530 is made from 154Cm steel, with a hardness of 58-60 HRC. The Benchmade knife is on the other hand a lot more expensive – up around $100 or so.

If you explore the MyDeejo part of the Deejo website, you can find some interesting variations. You can have the surface of the steel either shiny or with a ‘titanium’ finish. Exactly what the ‘titanium’ amounts to I am not sure, but it comes out rather matt grey. The sharpened edges do shine normally. Then you can have a ‘tattoo’ embossed on the blade if you want: they were offering a somewhat elfish-looking tree and an owl when I wrote this. Finally, there seems to be an option of having some writing on the handle, but this option was not functioning when I looked, so I don’t know what that is about.

Field use

The little 15 g knife is actually rather convenient in my pocket. It is small and unobtrusive, and sharp enough for most any tasks I have given it. Basically, it serves as a useful pocket knife, and blow Crocodile Dundee. The edge of the blade is close enough to the handle that it does not catch on other things in my pocket, so the design seems to work.

The larger one is about the right length for carving up loaves of bread, blocks of cheese and French sausage when walking in Europe. I did not try splitting firewood with either Deejo knife – if the wood is dry I just break it. Anyhow, I seldom light a fire. The wood trim on the unit tested is quite effective at guarding the edge of the blade, and the wood seems determined to last. I could carry this larger one in my pocket – with some minor difficulty, or clipped to my belt – if I wore a belt. But I don’t trust things clipped to my belt, so that is unlikely. But being inconspicuous has its own advantages.

The blades seem to hold their edge reasonably well. The steel is not as hard as is used in some more expensive knives, but it is quite hard enough for ordinary use. Resharpening is not difficult: best done before the blade gets too blunt and do it with a fine stone.

Rambling the High Sierra

There are so many ways to navigate through the Sierras – why not try them all?

(photo essay)

Introduction

In August 2013, my teenage son and I joined two friends on a two week saunter through the Central Sierras. Our mission was simple and focused highly on entertainment value: we’d take ropes, ice axes, packrafts, and tenkara fishing gear. When we found a steep snowfield, we’d use an ice axe. When we encountered steep rock, we’d use a roped belay. When we found high lakes rimmed with interminable talus, we’d paddle packrafts. And when we found water (and boy, did we find water!), we’d fish. And fish. And fish some more.

These photos represent a small bit of an epic expedition that involved travel by foot, horse, and packraft via trail, talus, and tarn. We carried packs that weighed about 45 pounds apiece, traveled overland most of the day (with one layover day spent day hiking and fishing) and supplemented our anemic calorie plan with fresh trout. We camped off grid, encountered few people, and enjoyed Sierra solitude our way – away from the beaten path of the JMT – a high route where light, storm, and granite meet human soul and suffering.

Let the photos tell the story

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Mules, horses, and a grizzled packer save us the pain and work of having to haul heavy packs to the high country during the heat of the summer.

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We made high crossings through endless fields of talus – but with a twist – using ultralight flatwater packrafts for traveling through lake chain corridors.

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A lot of granite and little tiny patches of tundra make for beautiful, if not somewhat hostile campsites above 11,000 feet. We felt constantly exposed and vulnerable, especially during the mightiest of the many grand thunderstorms we experienced.

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Atop a 13,000 foot pass that required hours of talus to reach, and hours more of talus to descend. The views were worth it, but the camaraderie gained through suffering was priceless.

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Paddling a 12,000 foot tarn so as to avoid many more hours of talus hopping. Packrafting was a highlight of this trip, and a unique way to enjoy the enchainment of lake upon lake within a drainage corridor.

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Caloric supplement.

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Pitched in a lakeside meadow during a storm, with massive peaks looming, makes you feel small.

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Tenkara fishing a “lowland” (9,800 feet) stream on our last night in a desperate attempt to have something more than a 2 oz ration of dry beans for dinner.

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Sierra Golden Trout.

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Sierra mountain travel via rope, axe, and packraft.

Jiva Coffee Cubes

Perhaps a bit more exotic than your traditional black coffee, Jiva Coffee Cubes simplify the process of coffee making and are a viable option for backcountry coffee making.

Introduction

In this case let me say straight up that I was contacted by Jiva to review this product. All photos are from the Jiva web site.

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Jiva Cubes.

My name is Natalia, I’m the co-founder of Jiva Cubes, a startup in Miami, Florida. We use high-quality Colombian coffee and combine it with raw, unrefined cane sugar to make a dissolvable cube (think of a sugar cube with coffee mixed in). We also make Hot Chocolate cubes by combining cacao powder made from fine Colombian Criollo beans and our raw, cane sugar – Panela. Jiva Cubes are an alternative to machine systems like K-cups, pod and other brewed coffee. We are also great for those who have sworn against all other instant coffees and is especially useful for people that are always busy or on the go.

Well, coffee is good, so I said OK, and they sent me two boxes of Jiva cubes: one off their ‘Classic’ coffee and another of all the other varieties they make. There were quite a few.

Technical details

The best explanation for Jiva cubes comes from Jiva themselves.

Jiva is Colombian coffee mixed with raw, unrefined cane sugar made with no preservatives or artificial additives. Made with the finest Colombian Coffee exportable and 100% unprocessed, unbleached Panela brown sugar, Jiva coffee cubes are the finest way to drink java on the go! Each cube comes individually wrapped to ensure portability, flavor and freshness.

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Basic Jiva cube.

The picture here shows a Jiva cube. Yes, basically a cube of sugar with coffee or cocao somehow embedded into it. The cube sticks together because it is completely unrefined raw sugar, called panela in Columbia. This is not the free-flowing ‘brown’ sugar you get in Western supermarkets: this is raw, sticky and smells of molasses. The normal sugar refining process separates out the sugar (or sucrose) from the molasses. You should visit a sugar refinery some day: the smell of hot molasses can be a bit overpowering, and it spreads out from the processing plant for a long way! Jiva claim that the molasses gives the sugar “a darker brown color and a mild caramel-like flavor that compliments the smooth tones of Columbian coffee”.

Obviously the coffee is not in bean form; it has to be in an ‘instant coffee’ form. On the other hand, it seems that the cocao version does contain some ground cocao bean. What is in some of the other ‘flavors’ I am not sure.

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Jiva instructions.

The illustration here shows how you use the cubes. I found that the 30 second delay they mention is real: the cube has to have time to absorb water and break up. Bashing it around with a spoon after a while helps a bit.

Field Testing

I tested the Jiva cubes at home. Each morning (morning tea, around 9:30 am) I had my normal mug of filter coffee, using an Australian “Espresso blend” (yeah, grown in Australia!) at filter strength – which is to say only medium strength. I have it black with no sugar. In the afternoon (afternoon tea, around 4 pm) I had one of the Jiva cubes dissolved in the same mug of near-boiling water. I will list the various flavors and my reactions to each one.

Classic

This is where Jiva started – it’s coffee and panela with a noticeable bit of molasses overtone which seriously masks the coffee flavorful. Its success entirely depends on whether you like molasses or not. I found the molasses flavor to be a bit overpowering, to the point of masking the coffee. The amount of sugar was also way above what I would normally drink too: far too sweet for me. Yes, I know some like their coffee with lots of sugar, but it was not for me.

I suspect that someone brought up with panela might have an entirely different reaction to the flavor.

Classic (strong)

This was a bit stronger than the Classic, but I found it was just as sweet and with just as much of a molasses overtone. However, the coffee flavor was discernible over the molasses.

Espresso (experimental)

I suspect that this one could be a response to feedback the company might have received, that the Classics are just too sweet and the coffee is drowned out. There is less molasses flavor, having been replaced by a noticeably stronger coffee flavor. It was still too sweet for my liking of course, but apart from that I would say it could be tolerable if you don’t mind the amount of sugar. Once again, it is a matter of individual taste.

Mocha

Mocha is a blend of coffee and cocoa. There was less smell of molasses, and I found the taste was acceptable as a mocha blend. It was still very sweet of course, but that is more acceptable in a mocha blend. I could drink this at times.

French Vanilla

I assume this is a coffee with vanilla flavoring added. I have no idea why one would do this to good coffee. Obviously, I am a shade biased in favor of plain coffee. It was overly sweet as usual, with what seemed to be a vanilla overtone, but it was hard to discern the coffee flavor. On the other hand, the molasses flavor was not very apparent.

Caramel

This one had a definite caramel flavor and smell, but was still very sweet. The molasses flavor was fairly well hidden. I have to add that the claim that molasses has a “caramel-like flavor” is not one I could ever endorse! Frankly, I do not think caramel and molasses have much in common.

Hazelnut

I cannot say what this flavor was really. The drink was very sweet of course, and there was not too much molasses apparent, but neither the “hazelnut” flavor nor the coffee was very obvious.

Hot Chocolate

This drink was very sweet as usual, with a fair bit of ‘chocolate’ flavor as well. The dregs showed a lot of what I guess was moderately coarse-ground cocoa bean, with a definite cocao flavour. I suggest you need to stir this one as you drink. It was acceptable as a cocao, although I prefer the less sweet drinking chocolates like Alpin Blend and Chocochino.

Caramel Hot Chocolate

This seems to be a blend with some cocoa (but not a lot) and some caramel. It was much less “chocolate” than the Hot Chocolate, and the sugar was far more evident. I thought it was a bit “thin”. The molasses flavour was however less obvious. Perhaps it would work if you add a little milk and treat it as a cocao flavour rather than as “hot chocolate”. Alternately you could try a double dose, but then the sugar might be overpowering.

Overall Assessment

It could be fair to say I was biased against all the sweetness. After all, I normally take my coffee with no sugar at all. Someone who prefers a spoonful of sugar might find the sweetness to be fine. However, the molasses flavor was a bit too much for me in many cases, although that too might depend on whether you were brought up to the panella flavor.

I think these Jiva cubes might have to be classified as an acquired taste. The Espresso (albeit too sweet), Mocha and Hot Chocolate were the most acceptable to my palette, but I am sure others will have different preferences.

Their website is: jivacubes.com.

Available as boxes of a single flavor or as a box of a couple of each flavor.

100 Mile Wilderness

The 100 mile wilderness is vast – and challenging. Thru-hikers often complete the whole traverse in a few days, but slowing down will offer spectacular views and an even more memorable experience.

Editor’s Note

We’ll be exploring the best of the best long hikes (100-200 mile hikes suitable for “1-2 week backpacking vacations”) in every state as part of an effort to build an archive of the best classic hikes in the USA. If you’d like to contribute to this series, please submit your proposal to us via our Author’s Page.

Location: Appalachian Trail, northern Maine

Difficulty: Epic

Distance: 99.4 miles one-way

Total Elevation Gain/Loss: 18,000 feet/18,500 feet

Trip Length: 5–10 days

Recommended Maps: Appalachian Trail Guide to Maine, Maps 1–3 (Appalachian Trail Conservancy), AMC Maine Mountains Trail Map,Map 2: 100-Mile Wilderness (AMC Books)

Highlight: The most remote section of the Appalachian Trail.

The 100-Mile Wilderness encompasses the longest section of the Appalachian Trail (AT) that does not cross a paved road. This rugged legendary stretch of trail offers a challenging adventure deep in the Maine Woods. It is an endless parade of ever-changing scenery—rivers, streams, bogs, lakes, mountains, and more—and one of New England’s most challenging hikes.

HIKE OVERVIEW – Trip 34: 100 Mile Wilderness

Follow the AT from the town of Monson to Abol Bridge on the edge of Baxter State Park, a one-way 99.4-mile trip.

The hike travels through a lush, low-elevation hardwood forest and crosses numerous streams and rivers that cut through wild terrain. The trail then ascends the Barren-Chairback Range, traversing the mountain spine for 15 miles before crossing the West Branch of the Pleasant River and reaching the slate gorge of Gulf Hagas. From here, the journey climbs White Cap Mountain’s 3,654-foot alpine summit, the highest point on the hike.

After steeply descending White Cap, the AT treks toward Crawford Pond, the hike’s midpoint. The route follows Cooper Brook along an easy-cruising section of trail past idyllic Cooper Brook Falls and enters the land of large lakes and more level walking. Tour the shores of substantial Jo-Mary and Pemadumcook lakes and walk alongside Nahmakanta Stream to emerge at Nahmakanta Lake. After a steep climb over Nesuntabunt Mountain, the final leg of the hike travels beside the rushing Rainbow Stream and the long length of Rainbow Lake. A final rise over the Rainbow Ledges leads to the hike’s end at the southwest edge of Baxter State Park.

Many people underestimate the rigors of this hike. The rugged trail is laced with roots and rocks, and occasionally boggy. There are no resupply points. The longer your trip, the more food you’ll need to carry-and the slower you’ll hike. Achieving the right balance of speed, pack weight, and enjoyment time is a challenge. AT thru-hikers often complete the 100-Mile Wilderness in only five days, an average of 20 miles per day. But keep in mind that thru-hikers are in top physical condition by this point in their journey, and inspired by their approaching endpoint atop Katahdin. Moving this quickly also allows little time for relaxing at the many beautiful locations on the way.

A seven- or eight-day itinerary sets a more relaxing, but still steady, pace covering an average of 12 to 14 miles per day. A trip of nine to ten days is a more leisurely journey, with plenty of time for fishing, swimming, and viewsavoring, but you’ll have to pack a lot of food. No matter how long you take, the trip requires a high degree of fitness. Dogs are allowed.

OVERNIGHT OPTIONS

Shelters and Tentsites

Thirteen shelters and three designated tenting sites line the route. Many other campsites are scattered throughout the hike as well. Campfires are permitted in fire rings at designated sites only.

Leeman Brook Lean-to (3.0/1,100/45° 21.094’ N, 69° 29.920’ W) perches on the slopes above rocky Leeman Brook and is surrounded by cedars and campsites.

Wilson Valley Lean-to (10.4/1,030/45° 23.928’ N, 69° 27.5513’ W) sits near a small brook. Two large hemlocks guard the eight-person shelter. Ample tentsites are available uphill.

Long Pond Stream Lean-to (15.1/940/45° 25.270’ N, 69° 24.620’ W) is washed by the sounds of its namesake, boiling over rocks several hundred feet below. The adjacent water source can be thin at times; the next closest source is Long Pond Stream, 0.3 mile south on the AT. Several campsites are located uphill behind the shelter.

Cloud Pond Lean-to (19.7/2,440/45° 25.084’ N, 69° 21.235’ W) receives heavy use and is 0.4-mile off the AT. Cloud Pond is the highest body of water in the 100-Mile Wilderness and an excellent swimming hole. A thin spring is nearby, or you can collect water directly from the pond.

Chairback Gap Lean-to (26.0/1,980/45° 27.190’ N, 69° 15.745’ W) rests on the east (northern) end of the Barren–Chairback Range. The small shelter perches between Columbus and Chairback mountains; nice tentsites are nearby among spruces and rocky outcrops. Water can be a problem here later in the season; a small spring in the saddle can get pretty thin and green during dry conditions.

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Northern view of the 100 mile wilderness.

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Southern view of the 100 mile wilderness.

Carl A. Newhall Lean-to (35.9/1,900/45° 40.737’ N, 69° 0.263’ W) sits on the flanks of Gulf Hagas Mountain, just above gurgling Gulf Hagas Brook. The small, basic shelter is popular because of the shortage of campsites to the south. (Camping is prohibited along the 2.0 miles of the AT north of the West Branch of the Pleasant River that lead to this lean-to.) A large, open clearing on the opposite side of the brook has room for multiple tents.

Sidney Tappan Campsite (37.7/2,450/45° 40.737’ N, 69° 0.263’ W) rests in the saddle between Gulf Hagas Mountain and West Peak. Several open, grassy tentsites provide a quieter respite from the shelter crowds. A good spring is a short distance down the slopes.

Logan Brook Lean-to (43.1/2,400/45° 40.737’ N, 69° 0.263’ W) nestles in a grove of paper birch on the eastern flanks of White Cap Mountain. Its namesake rushes adjacent to the shelter, its water splashing crystal clear. There are four or five established tentsites around the basic shelter, plus one more about 100 yards down the trail.

East Branch Lean-to (46.7/1,340/45° 40.737’ N, 69° 0.263’ W) features a new shelter and a basic picnic table and benches. The East Branch River flows audibly nearby and provides water. Spot Big Boardman Mountain from the riverbanks. Cedars, spruces, red maples, and a few white pines surround the camp. A few tentsites scatter among the trees.

Cooper Brook Falls Lean-to (54.8/980/45° 38.426’ N, 69° 5.248’ W), one of the more idyllic on the hike, sits at the bottom of its namesake waterfall and offers views of foaming sheets falling into a deep swimming hole. The rushing sound of water is omnipresent, boulders dot the area, numerous tentsites are tucked among them, and a diverse forest surrounds the site. The site’s Full Moon privy boasts a luxurious padded seat.

Antlers Campsite (62.7/500/45° 40.737’ N, 69° 0.263’ W) rests on a small peninsula on Lower Jo-Mary Lake. The large camping area spreads out in a red pine grove. A few boulders protrude from the water. Lake breezes cool the site and help keep bugs at bay. Rock-lined paths lead to plentiful sites lake access points. Views from the peninsula look northwest toward the open slabs of Potaywadjo Ridge.

Potaywadjo Spring Lean-to (66.2/600/45° 42.398’ N, 69° 0.442’ W) tucks in the woods near its namesake spring, a large pool of crystal-clear water. Find extensive tenting areas near a log cabin–style shelter beneath hemlock and beech trees.

Nahmakanta Stream Campsite (70.5/600/45° 44.094’ N, 69° 03.290’ W) features an open tenting area under hemlocks, 50 to 75 yards from Nahmakanta Stream. The waters riffle pleasantly past numerous boulders, and there is easy access to the shore. Numerous sites dot the area, some well established. Fires are limited to the one central fire ring. Droves of mosquitoes frequent the area during the summer.

Wadleigh Stream Lean-to (76.3/690/45° 44.814’ N, 69° 08.670’ W) is a small shelter next to the trail, shaded by large sugar maples and adjacent to Wadleigh Stream. An old yellow birch stands sentinel on the opposite bank. Tenting areas are limited, though there is a small one near the brook, past the shelter on the right. A sandy beach on Nahmakanta Lake is a half-mile walk away.

Rainbow Stream Lean-to (84.4/980/45° 47.947’ N, 69° 10.229’ W) sits 20 feet from the riffling brook and features an uneven corduroy wood floor that can make for an uncomfortable night’s sleep. Several tentsites rest in needlecovered clearings uphill—the best is above the stream, right behind the shelter on a big rock. A small totem pole next to the shelter keeps you company.

Rainbow Spring Campsite (88.2/1,070/45° 49.371’ N, 69° 08.162’ W) is located on the southern shore of massive Rainbow Lake, near its namesake spring. It offers several established sites in young hardwood forest. The refreshingly cool spring emerges right by the lake. Swimming opportunities in the lake are excellent.

Hurd Brook Lean-to (95.9/700/45° 49.109’ N, 69° 01.106’ W) is shaded by hemlocks and is within earshot of Hurd Brook, which flows through a rocky garden of roots and stones. The brook emerges from a big, marshy pond just upstream—be diligent about treating or filtering its water. The shelter features another uneven corduroy floor. Campsites are strewn about the area.

Lodges and Hostels

AMC’s Little Lyford Lodge and Cabins (1,210/45° 31.019’ N, 69° 21.422’ W) are located beyond the head of Gulf Hagas on River Trail, accessed from the AT at mile 31.7 via Rim Trail (3.0 miles, one-way) or Pleasant River Tote Road (2.2 miles, one-way). The sporting camp features cabins and a bunkroom for overnight lodging, as well as hot showers and some basic supplies for purchase. Meals are included with an overnight stay. Little Lyford is not equipped to accommodate last-minute walk-in guests; reservations are required (603-466-2727, outdoors.org/lodging). White House Landing is located a mile off the AT on the shores of Pemadumcook Lake. A muddy access road crosses the AT near mile 68 and leads to a boat landing and water shuttle to the camps; an airhorn and a signal flag at the landing allow you to alert the lodge to your presence. Cabins and a bunkroom are available for overnight lodging and supplies are available for sale. Hot food can also be purchased; their burgers are legendary in thru-hiker lore (207-745-5116, whitehouselanding.com, whlcamps@aol.com). Nahmakanta Lake Wilderness Camps are located at the north end of Nahmakanta Lake; this is the most accessible sporting camp along the trail. Reach it via a short road walk that diverges from the AT at mile 83. Built in 1872, the camp’s cabins and lodge are the only structures on the 4-mile-long lake and cater more toward affluent overnight visitors than thru-hikers. It is often booked solid during the summer; reservations are recommended (207-731-8888, nahmakanta.com).

TO REACH THE TRAILHEADS

To Reach the Ending/Northern Trailhead.

Follow ME 11 west of Millinocket to the ME 11/157 junction by the First Congregational Church. Turn right and proceed 8.7 miles to a confusing intersection by the Big Moose Inn and a pool. Bear left here onto the Golden Road, and follow it 10.1 miles to the Abol Store (45° 50.125’ N, 68° 58.340’ W), located just before Abol Bridge. You can leave your car here, though there is a small per-day charge-touch base with store staff when you arrive.

To Reach the Starting/Southern Trailhead.

From Pleasant Street in Monson, follow ME 15 north for 3.5 miles. The trailhead parking area (45° 19.880’ N, 69° 32.132’ W) is located on the right, by a significant curve in the road. A large AT parking sign indicates its location.

Shuttle Services. Shaw’s Lodging in Monson offers a shuttle service throughout the 100-Mile Wilderness, though it can be pricey for small groups (207-997-3597, shawslodging.com).

Other Trailheads

Several major unpaved roads intersect the AT in the 100-Mile Wilderness and can provide alternate access points. Most of these roads lie within the KI Jo-Mary Multiple Use Forest, which charges a daily access fee to use the privately maintained road network. The KI Road crosses the AT at mile 29.9 and connects the towns of Greenville and Brownville. The West Branch Ponds Road intersects at mile 44.7 and approaches from the West Branch Ponds area to the northwest (a very confusing area to navigate). The Kokadjo-B Pond Road crosses at mile 51.6 and the Jo-Mary Road at mile 58.5; both are accessed from the Jo-Mary checkpoint on ME 11, located 15 miles south of Millinocket. The Jo-Mary Road also connects with access roads to Nahmakanta Lake, which cross the AT at miles 73.7, 79.4, and 83.1. You’ll need a good map to navigate this network of confusing roads. Consult DeLorme’s Maine Atlas & Gazetteer or the Southern Piscataquis Regional Recreation Map and Guide County Recreational Map (AMC Books).

HIKE DESCRIPTION

The adventure begins from the edge of the parking area (0.0/1,220). Raspberry bushes grow to the left of the trailhead, identified by the white undersides of their leaves. The pointy leaves of red maples flutter overhead on both sides of the trail. The needles of aromatic balsam firs join the forest mosaic. To the right of the trailhead, spot the scaly bark of young black cherry trees in the understory.

Heading out, the AT immediately meets the trail to Goodell Falls, which leads in 0.3 mile to a pretty 10-foot cascade. Bear left on the AT, cross some wet sections, and meet the first bog bridging of the hike. Spot Spectacle Pond to the left through the trees, and cross the pond’s flowing outlet on a bridge. Northern cedar trees line the lakeshore, though you can spot a larch tree across the inlet about 100 yards away; recognize it by its tall stature and droopy foliage.

The trail follows a root-laced track underlain by black shale. The dinner plate-sized leaves of hobblebush and five-needled clusters of white pine needles appear, joined by small blueberry bushes underfoot. As the trail slowly rises, the woods transition toward spruce-fir forest. The fluttering leaves of big-tooth aspens mix in with balsam firs and red spruces. The path intersects Old Stage Road (0.7/1,270), a woods road on the route stage coaches followed to Greenville in the nineteenth century.

Continuing, Bell Pond peeks through trees to the left. Several spur trails approach the water, but none provide good shore access. The AT curves right past the pond and crests a small rise. It then descends toward Lily Pond and passes some nice sugar maples. A spur goes down to the overgrown lakeshore (1.9/1,130).

Past the pond, the trail slowly rises through lush sugar maple forest. Diseased beeches afflicted with the nectria fungus join the forest-look for the canker-like sores on their otherwise smooth trunks. The route crests then heads downhill, providing the journey’s first long-distance view of the upcoming Barren-Chairback Range. Notice the exposed rock faces of the Barren Ledges and Slide. To their right is Borestone Mountain, easily identified by its bald summit.

The path descends steeply and drops into the mini-gorge of Leeman Brook (3.0/1,080). The stream incises through solid slate here, leaving 20-foot-high cliffs and calving rock-bergs. Hemlocks shade the tumbling watercourse. Boulders fill the streambed-one large slab creates a grotto where you could sit under the showering water. The Leeman Brook Lean-to perches just above the brook.

Traveling onward through rocky terrain, the AT next reaches the shores of North Pond. The trail parallels the lake and offers good views, including glimpses of a tempting island nearby. Skirt the pond’s small south arm, cross the outflow stream (3.8/1,030), and make a gradual ascent. The route crosses a woods road and passes restricted views northwest toward the rolling mountains. Begin an undulating descent to an open view of small Mud Pond, which is slowly filling in to become a bog.

The AT climbs past several mature spruces and crests atop Bear Pond Ledge. Banking left, the trail descends steeply through an older forest punctuated by large sugar maples, yellow birches, and hemlocks. At the bottom, the trail crosses trickling James Brook (6.3/990) which is lined by the lacy foliage of hemlock trees.

The dull roar of Little Wilson Falls becomes audible. Climb briefly, cross a woods road, and descend to this rushing landmark (6.6/880). The falls hiss down a staircase of fractured stone. Walls of cracked slate enclose the narrow ravine, precariously balanced like a deck of cards on its side. Above the falls, interrupted ferns line shallow placid pools.

Past the falls, the trail runs along the gorge’s edge and passes a giant fin of slate protruding into space, plus nice hemlocks, white pines, and cedars. After rock-hopping Little Wilson Stream at a tranquil confluence (6.8/800), ascend a beech-covered hillside and reach a small, shallow pond. The trail crosses the outflow on puncheon and curves around the pond to a dirt road.

The AT turns left, follows the road for about 100 yards, then turns right and returns to single-track. Climb to open ledges with views southwest, and emerge atop an open and rocky prow. Borestone Mountain highlights the terrain to the southeast. A few red pines inhabit the thin soil here; recognize them by their needles in clusters of two.

The trail drops through spruce-fir forest, makes a slow U-turn, traverses steadily, and descends through a moss-carpeted forest and into the valley of Big Wilson Stream. Hardwoods reappear, the flowing stream becomes audible, and you encounter a wide woods road near the water’s edge (8.9/620).

Turn left and follow the road as it parallels the river-like stream and reaches its confluence with Thompson Creek. This spot offers easy access to the creek. Moisture-loving white ashes and hemlocks line the riparian corridor. The AT rock-hops Thompson Creek and continues on the easy-walking road. Big Wilson Stream weaves in and out of sight; the route turns right to cross it by an obvious sign (9.7/620). The stream is wide here and usually deep enough to require a ford.

Once on the other side, the trail immediately climbs, passes some nice white pines, and then crosses active railroad tracks. Beyond the tracks, the trail levels toward a small brook. Turn uphill to follow it to the junction for the Wilson Valley Lean-to (10.4/1,030) on the right.

Shortly past the shelter, the trail crosses the brook and parallels it before curving right to begin a long, level section. Cross another woods road, and make a gradual climb through hardwood forest, cresting atop an open outcrop (11.2/1,280) with tantalizing views of the fast-approaching Barren Mountains.

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The view from Barren Slide looks out over Lake Onawa. (Photo courtesy of Hugh Coxe)

On the steep descent, Barren Slide, Barren Ledges, and substantial Lake Onawa appear intermittently through the foliage. The trail switchbacks twice, winds over talus, then crosses the base of a large rock slide. After hopping over a few small streams, the trail bends right and descends into the Bodfish Intervale.

Pass a grassy road just before Wilber Brook (13.5/630). The AT rock-hops the creek and reaches Vaughn Stream by a pretty 20-foot waterfall. A nice, waist-deep pool lies at the base of the falls, shaded by big-tooth aspens and cedars. Continuing, the muddy trail runs level and reaches a wide dirt road. Turn right, proceed 20 yards on the road, and then turn left to remain on the AT. From here, the route descends to rocky Long Pond Stream (14.3/630). Rock-hop the river-like stream with care – be careful at high water. Resume your journey on the opposite bank by a large big-tooth aspen, but fill your water bottle before continuing – this is the last good source until Cloud Pond Lean-to 5.0 miles ahead. The trail climbs a rock staircase and winds above the rushing stream. The AT eventually turns steeply uphill and climbs to the spur for Long Pond Stream Lean-to (15.1/940).

Past the shelter, the trail ascends the Barren-Chairback Range. The route is gradual at first, crossing an overgrown woods road and slowly traversing upward. Then the trail abruptly steepens and becomes rockier as it climbs through spruce-fir forest. Traipse through a grassy clearing flush with pin cherries and restricted views west, and then take a direct line up a rocky draw. The route bears left and the gradient eases. The trail crests onto the ridge but continues a slow rise to the spur for Barren Slide on the right (16.3/1,980).

The spur trail descends 60 feet into a jumble of giant rocks. Carefully scramble to the edge, and look down the tumble of talus stretching far down the mountainside. Lake Onawa is visible below. Borestone Mountain rises lumpily to the south. To the west and southwest, the broad valley of Bodfish Intervale is apparent; you will follow the ridge bordering the Intervale to the west.

Return to the trail, and continue a few hundred yards to the spur for Barren Ledges. The ledges offer large, flat areas better suited for lounging and view-savoring, and the vistas peer a bit farther west than from Barren Slide. Lake Sebec is visible in the distance beyond Lake Onawa to the southeast. Peaks dot the west horizon, including a prominent twin pyramid peak-the Bigelow Range (Trip 32), some 50 miles away. To the east, the rounded summit of 2,660-foot Barren Mountain is visible for the first time, crowned by the remains of an old fire tower. If you sit quietly, you may hear the call of loons wafting up 1,500 feet from the lake below.

Back on the AT, continue on the mellow path along the north side of the ridge. The trail slowly rises, cuts right, and steeply ascends the summit of Barren Mountain. This section is nicely maintained, and features a quality rock staircase. After climbing a final rocky gully, reach the summit of Barren Mountain (18.2/2,660/45° 24.944’ N, 69° 22.232’ W) and its all-encompassing views north. The rusting framework of the old tower still stands, but the rest is now just debris scattered on the ground. If you are feeling adventurous, clamber up the ladder to enjoy sweeping views north.

To the northwest is the long, prominent ridge of the White Cap Range – on your continuing route – topped by the bald summit of White Cap itself. Linear Long Pond is below to the north. Beyond its west arm is the low rise of Indian Mountain, in turn shadowed by Baker Mountain. Elephant Mountain is to the north-northwest, beyond the end of Long Pond. In the distance to the northwest, spot portions of Moosehead Lake and the distinctive profile of Mount Kineo.

Most of the immediate area to the north, including all of Long Pond and Indian Mountain, are part of the Katahdin Iron Works property, a 37,000-acre parcel purchased by AMC in December 2003 as part of its Maine Woods Initiative, a long-term effort to create a protected corridor of land from Moosehead Lake to Baxter State Park.

Continuing past the tower, gradually descend to the spur for Cloud Pond Lean-to (19.3/2,490), located 0.4 mile off the main route. To visit the shelter, bear right and follow the narrow and rough spur trail down toward the pond’s edge. Shortly before the shelter, the trail passes a large tenting area on a small point near the shore. Spruce-fir forest surrounds the site; several nice specimens complement the bouldery landscape.

Back on the AT, continue along an almost perfectly level section of trail for the next half-mile. The trail then abruptly descends steeply, aided by a nice rock staircase. A small sag with a thin trickle provides a limited water source. The path continues down through mature spruce-fir forest. A few sugar maples and gnarled yellow birches join the forest mix shortly before the route bottoms out and crosses a more substantial brook (20.5/1,920).

After a short easy stretch, the trail reaches one of its ecological highlights: Fourth Mountain Bog in the saddle below Fourth Mountain. This wetland complex harbors many unusual plants, including two carnivorous species: pitcher plant and sundew. As the sign indicates, please stay on the bog bridging in this section. The spongy ground is easily damaged by boots.

As you proceed past abundant cedars, look for the meat-eating flora, including sundews’ tiny red-haired globes. These sticky appendages trap flies, where they are slowly absorbed for their nitrogen-essential for survival in a nitrogen-poor soil environment. Pitcher plants grow in clusters and in season sport a wild and distinctive flower. The plant’s “pitchers” are roughly 3 inches high, lined on the inside with downward-pointing hairs, and emit a smell similar to rotting flesh. Flies attracted to the odor crawl inside and are led inexorably downward. Eventually they tumble into a small pool of water at the bottom, where they drown and are absorbed by the plant.

After the bog, the AT returns to dry spruce-fir forest. Fourth Mountain’s broad hump is visible ahead, and the trail ascends it directly. After cresting atop the summit plateau, pass a restricted view north to Baker Mountain to reach the signed summit (21.3/2,378/45° 25.948’ N, 69° 19.163’ W). Good views extend east to Columbus Mountain-on your continuing route-with Saddleback Mountain beyond. The full spine of the White Cap Range is visible to the northeast. The watershed of the West Branch of the Pleasant River watershed is visible north; Baker, Indian, and Elephant mountains are all visible.

The trail plummets down the opposite side. The gradient eases somewhat, but the descent is steady until the beech-filled saddle between Fourth and Third mountains.

Passing several gullies-some with the occasional trickle of water-the trail climbs again, reaching open slabs with views west to Fourth Mountain. Watch the rocks for parallel scratches, or striations, evidence of the ice sheet that once ground over these mountains. Top out on slabs offering views south toward Caribou Bog and the nearby east ridge of Mount Benson.

The trail drops along the northern flanks of Third Mountain, slowly curving to the right. After a gentle ascent, the route abruptly climbs very steeply to the summit of Third Mountain (23.6/2,060/45° 26.647’ N, 69° 17.826’ W). Views from open summit slabs stretch north, but continue briefly along the uneven summit plateau to another open pinnacle. This one looks west to Long Pond and along the spine of the Barren Range; the fire tower atop Barren Mountain is visible past Fourth Mountain. The best views are still to come at Monument Cliff, a flat ledge a short distance farther. Views of the White Cap Range and nearby Columbus Mountain sweep 180 degrees north across the landscape.

Continuing, the trail steadily traverses then drops to the outflow from West Chairback Pond and the posted junction for the lake (24.3/1,760). To visit the shore, turn right and follow the spur 0.1 mile to a heavily used area near the water. Spruces, firs, and white pines border the quiet lake. The fishing must be good here; local residents have hauled numerous small boats here and chained them to trees. Tenting areas are limited and close to each other. More than two groups would make the area feel crowded.

Back on the AT, cross the pond’s rocky outflow stream, slowly ascend through dense forest, and then climb steeply up the slopes of Columbus Mountain. The gradient eases, and you pass a posted viewpoint and a small spring by the trail. Fill up here if you are staying at Chairback Gap Lean-to, which often has a dry or stagnant water source. From here, a gradual ascent leads to the posted summit (25.6/2,342).

The level trail passes two restricted views north, and then drops steeply to the Chairback Gap Lean-to (26.0/1,980). Continuing past the shelter, immediately reach the saddle below Chairback Mountain and come to a trail sign indicating your progress. The trail turns right to avoid a boggy morass, following a small stream for about 40 yards and stepping over it by a spring to steadily ascend the open ledges atop Chairback Mountain (26.5/2,180).

The summit provides another exceptional 180-degree view north. East Chairback Lake is visible below to the northwest. Katahdin Iron Works Road traces northwest across the landscape toward Greenville. Look up the watershed of the West Branch of the Pleasant River to the cleft of Gulf Hagas – your next destination. Spot Baker Mountain and its identifying slide on the northwest horizon. Due north is the round summit of White Cap. Big Spruce Mountain is closer, almost directly in line with White Cap, and Little Spruce Mountain rises to its right.

Views expand east as you descend from the summit, and Silver Lake can now be seen below Saddleback Mountain. The route drops over loose talus and heads diagonally to the left-watch for blazes-departing the talus before the bottom of the slide. After a steep drop, the trail mellows and undulates through several rocky clearings that offer views behind you of Chairback Mountain’s steep cliffs.

The trail reenters taller spruce-fir forest and winds downward. The woods transition back to hardwoods. Sugar maples and beeches appear; steadily descend, ramble along a long undulating section, and reach the junction for East Chairback Pond (28.7/1,690).

To visit the pond, turn left onto the spur trail and proceed for 0.2 mile and descend 170 feet. With a rockier and more open shore, fewer boats, and pleasant tentsites, the pond is nicer than its eastern cousin. Spot Chairback Mountain’s ledges from shore, as well as Columbus and Third mountains.

Back on the AT, drop quickly and gradually descend through mature spruce-fir woods. The forest slowly transitions to hardwoods, and large bigtooth aspens begin to predominate, easily identified by their platy bark and fluttering leaves. The abundance of big-tooth aspens-a fast-growing species that thrives in disturbed areas-indicates that a large-scale disturbance, most likely a clear-cut, took place on this hillside sometime in the past 100 years or so. Near the bottom, large white pines appear alongside hemlock trees shortly before wide KI Road (29.9/780).

The AT crosses the road and becomes a wide-track as it briefly parallels Henderson Brook. The stream joins the West Branch of the Pleasant River by a substantial camping area. The trail turns downriver, crowded by hazel and blackberry bushes, and reaches a major thoroughfare. A right turn leads to the Gulf Hagas parking area (30.4/650).

At this point, ford the wide, shallow river. It’s an ankle- to shin-deep crossing in normal conditions, though heavy rains may make it more difficult or even dangerous. Red oaks shade the opposite bank. Note that there is no camping for the next 2.0 miles along the AT, because of the area’s heavy visitation.

Past the crossing, the wide trail parallels the river and reaches KI Trail, which enters from the right. The AT next enters the Hermitage, a rare grove of old-growth white pines. Pass the first specimen-a large pine 3 feet in diameter – and look left into the stand of old-growth forest. Perfectly straight white pines dominate, with a younger understory of paper birches and striped and red maples.

The AT slowly ascends, curves right, and leaves the stand behind. The route runs parallel to the river, and water murmurs below. Chairback Range peeks through the trees. The trail becomes rockier as it turns uphill and continues to curve right, passing a restricted view into the deepening gorge below and crossing a flowing brook. The slow rise leads to Gulf Hagas Trail (31.7/930) on the left.

In Gulf Hagas, the West Branch of the Pleasant River tumbles over multiple waterfalls as it races through a narrow slate gorge. The scenery is striking and well worth the side trip. To see it all, follow Gulf Hagas Trail to Rim Trail, a rugged path that winds along the edge of the gorge for 3.0 miles. Return via easy-cruising Pleasant Valley Tote Road for a 5.2-mile round-trip. Alternatively, follow Rim Trail 0.9 mile to a short connector, and return along the Tote Road for a 1.5-mile round-trip that provides a good sample of the experience.

To reach AMC’s Little Lyford Lodge and Cabins, located 2.2 miles past the end of Gulf Hagas, proceed to the farthest intersection of Rim Trail and Pleasant River Tote Road, where a single-track path, signed for Little Lyford, continues past the Gulf. About halfway to Little Lyford, you will encounter a dirt road. Turn left onto the road, cross the bridge, and take an immediate right to resume the single-track route to the camps.

Past Gulf Hagas Trail junction, the AT immediately narrows to single-track and becomes more overgrown. The trail steadily rises, and then levels out in a maturing second-growth spruce-fir forest. Descend briefly, then traverse near audible Gulf Hagas Brook to Gulf Hagas Cutoff Trail on the left (32.4/1,060). This point marks the end of the no-camping zone.

The root-laced trail steadily climbs, running parallel to the invisible brook 30 feet below. The stream becomes intermittently visible as the route crosses several small tributaries and continues through diverse hardwoods. The path rises steadily through spruce-fir forest, and the gradient increases. The trail curves right, away from the brook, and levels out, offering glimpses east of lower Gulf Hagas Mountain. After a rough, level stretch, the trail bends back toward the creek, mellows, and passes a tenting area on the right, just before Gulf Hagas Brook. Rock-hop the clear water to the short spur to the Carl A. Newhall Lean-to (35.9/1,890).

Past the shelter, the trail rambles past a swampy beaver pond on the right; the rounded summit of West Peak-on your continuing route-is visible beyond. The gradient increases as the trail passes through spruce-fir forest and encounters an enriched site at the base of a cliff, where sugar maples proliferate and some nice, yellow birches grow in a mature canopy. The trail now steepens markedly, making half a dozen switchbacks as it climbs, traverses left, and becomes a grassy track lined with hay-scented ferns, blackberry canes, and hobblebushes. The route levels, curves right, and offers a few glimpses of White Cap Mountain ahead before the signed and viewless summit of Gulf Hagas Mountain (36.8/2,683/45° 32.427’ N, 69° 19.216’ W).

The trail undulates along the summit ridge, passing a large amount of bracken ferns and thick hobblebushes. As it descends, brief views to the north-northwest look toward Mount Baker. The trail winds along the north side of the ridge and drops steeply toward the saddle. After a momentary rise, descend through a dense, green tunnel to the Sidney Tappan Campsite (37.7/2,450). A nice flowing spring is available 200 yards down a posted blue-blazed trail.

Past the site, the path enters a young spruce corridor and widens on a steady, traversing rise. The trail switchbacks right and markedly steepens, ascending some nice rock stairs. Views behind peek west on the sustained climb, which ascends through dense spruce-fir woods. The gradient eases at 3,000 feet and makes a more gradual rise to the signed summit of West Peak among dense firs (38.4/3,181/45° 32.721’ N, 69° 17.747’ W).

The AT descends steeply through more thick forest. As the trail approaches the gap below Hay Mountain (which peeks out intermittently ahead), it curves right, levels, and then makes a slower descent into the muddy saddle. Dense forest continues as the rocky trail climbs. Dead snags are abundant, likely caused by fir waves. Cresting at 3,000 feet, the trail mellows briefly, and then steadily ascends to the broad summit plateau of Hay Mountain. The trail undulates along, entering a skeletal forest of snags just before the posted summit in dense woods (40.0/3,244).

The rocky trail descends once again. Watch for glimpses of White Cap Mountain ahead and Big Spruce and Chairback mountains to the south. The route levels out in a final saddle and encounters White Brook Trail on the right (40.6/2,960), a challenging backdoor access route to White Cap Mountain. The desperately thirsty can find water 0.6 mile down this side trail, though a much better source awaits 2.0 miles ahead, shortly before Logan Brook Lean-to.

Pass a small trailside tentsite just past the junction, and climb toward White Cap. The trail briefly eases near the summit ridge, then steadily ascends and curves slightly to the right. The route runs level for 0.2 mile to White Brook Trail Spur on the right (41.4/3,480), joining White Brook Trail a short distance down the mountain.

The trail rises slowly, enters a smaller forest with loose rocks and talus underfoot, and emerges atop the summit (41.7/3,644/45° 33.288’ N, 69° 14.757’ W). A broad field of talus composes the summit and offers expansive views south. (The rocky terrain makes pitching a tent here a lumpy proposition.) The rounded summit of Big Spruce Mountain is visible nearby, due south. Greenwood Pond sits in the bowl between Big Spruce and Little Spruce mountains. To the west are Hay Mountain and West Peak. Along the horizon, trace your previous route along the Barren-Chairback Range. Head to the north side of the summit for more views. Third West Branch Pond shimmers down below, and Big Boardman Mountain-near your continuing route-is apparent to the northeast. On a clear day, Katahdin is visible on the horizon 29 miles away.

Thick, diminutive firs crown the summit. Spot some alpine plant species, including cranberry, crowberry, and Labrador tea. Continuing north, the AT hops over talus and krummholz and descends the mountain’s east ridge. Catch views east of large B Pond before the trail reenters the trees and descends via long sections of excellent rock steps. Just before dropping below 3,000 feet, you’ll find the first water source since Sidney Tappan Campsite.

The trail levels out briefly on its continued descent, offering glimpses left into the deep drainage of Logan Brook, before a ledge opens views over the sheer drainage; water rushes down below, and White Cap rises above. To the northeast, your route heads across the East Branch River and toward Big Boardman Mountain. The trail banks left, leaves the ridge, and steadily sidehills. Enter an almost pure stand of paper birches just before the brook, and encounter the Logan Brook Lean-to (43.1/2,400).

Past the shelter, the trail cruises nicely and steadily. The nearby creek remains audible but inaccessible. The extensive paper birch stands continue, slowly joined by other hardwoods, including all the maples: red, striped, mountain, and sugar (at around 2,000 feet). The trail crosses a small tributary, curves right, then runs level for some time. Eventually, it drops steeply, curves left, and side-hills downward. Beeches appear and some mature sugar maples punctuate the forest. Just before West Branch Ponds Road, a major dirt thoroughfare (44.7/1,590), pass a small covered spring on the left. Cross the road and continue descending past granite boulders in an increasingly buggy area. The trail crosses a trickle and levels out in a hemlock-spruce forest loaded with pink lady’s slippers. Cedars appear intermittently as the surroundings fill with nice spruce trees and occasional white pines. A long, level walk weaves through the dense lumpy woods and eventually slowly descends, abruptly enters dense foliage, and crosses a section of puncheon over ale-colored water. Alders and irises line the banks. The route winds across another flowing brook and reaches the spur for the East Branch Lean-to on the left (46.7/1,340). Boulders protrude from the ground all around, a living rock garden.

Past the shelter, the trail parallels the hidden East River then rock-hops across it. The route travels through a wet area then climbs the slopes of Big Boardman Mountain. Slowly gain elevation, crossing an old woods road in rocky spruce-fir woods. The gradient increases, switchbacks left, and ascends a remarkable tree talus field; tree roots seemingly hold the rocks in place. Switchback right, make a steady uphill traverse, and eventually curve left.

The trail continues to rise, bends right, and levels as it enters hardwood forest highlighted by nice sugar maples and yellow birches. The route undulates through an area of selective harvesting – only spruces remain – and drops back into hardwood forest and reaches Mountain View Pond (48.6/1,600). The AT crosses the pond outflow by an old beaver dam then parallels the placid, but inaccessible, shoreline. Just before the route turns away from the lake, an unposted spur on the left leads to a number of tentsites and chained-up canoes. A sign indicates that no campfires are permitted here.

The route follows the flowing pond outlet along a boggy creek bed and encounters a spring, located a short distance off the trail. Sweet, cold, and refreshing water pours out of the rocks here, an easy fill-up. Cruise on an overgrown woods road past young hardwoods and abundant diseased beeches. The trail eventually bears right off the old roadbed, drops briefly to cross a boggy area, and makes a quick rocky climb to a level section in dense spruce-fir forest. The route slowly rises, turns right to begin a more direct ascent, switchbacks left to gradually climb, then turns right again, straight up the slopes.

Catch a few tantalizing glimpses through the trees, and reach an open view west-southwest toward the White Cap Range and nearby Big Boardman Mountain. On White Cap, identify your route down and through the Logan Brook watershed. Past this vista, the trail curves to the top of Little Boardman (50.2/2,010). The trail runs level past red maples, sugar maples, and the occasional red oak before entering a rocky area full of blueberry bushes.

The descending route tours a magnificent sugar maple grove, full of mature, twisting trees, standing snags, and only a handful of beeches and yellow birches-one of the best groves of the hike. Beeches and yellow birches slowly increase and eventually the gradient eases. Crawford Pond becomes visible ahead through the trees. Pass some impressive spruces and a few final sugar maples, and then emerge on Kokadjo-B Pond Road (51.6/1,260).

The AT crosses the road and a small wash gully, which leads to a small nearby beach (no camping allowed). The trail then rises and traverses the slopes past spruces and cedars, staying roughly 50 feet above the water, with little to no access. Drop to cross a small feeder brook, and encounter a posted sign for Sand Beach (52.0/1,240). A spur trail quickly leads to another small (no-camping) beach.

The AT merges with an old woods road for some easy walking, then leaves the road and parallels the lake, just visible through the trees. The trail rambles closer to the water, passes a few access spots, then crosses the lake outflow (Cooper Brook) over the remains of an old dam (52.5/1,220). Look for evidence of old beaver activity.

On the far side of the brook, the trail turns right and follows an old roadbed through a young forest of paper birches, firs, spruces, red maples, and beeches. This marks the start of the longest easy stretch in the entire 100-Mile Wilderness. Slowly descend parallel to nearby Cooper Brook, audible but seldom seen. The route travels over intermittent puncheon, crosses a few small streams, and passes a few nice white pines and hemlocks. Sugar maples and ashes slowly join the forest mosaic. The roadbed makes minor but pronounced drops. After crossing the largest tributary thus far, the trail widens and descends to Cooper Brook Falls Lean-to on the right (54.8/980).

Past the shelter, Cooper Brook once again disappears from sight as the AT remains on the old road and crosses a more substantial tributary. The delightfully easy walk rolls past lush and diverse hardwoods, slowly descends, and crosses another brook. Bugs increase, as does the diversity of trees-ashes and hickories appear in increasing numbers. The route slowly turns away from Cooper Brook, passes through stately hemlock groves, and enters increasingly soggy terrain; slippery puncheon increases. Cross another stream; Church Pond becomes faintly visible through the trees ahead. After a few brief rises, Cooper Brook reappears on the right, and the trail runs right alongside it, passing several good campsites in hemlock forest. Emerge on Jo-Mary Road (58.5/690).

The AT crosses the road and briefly parallels Cooper Brook in young woods, punctuated by the appearance of big-tooth aspens. The trail bends away from the brook, returns to dense spruce-fir forest, and reaches a signed, blue-blazed trail on the right leading to nearby Cooper Pond (59.3/660). The five-minute side trip passes a nice campsite en route to the lake’s outflow, where there are good views south of nearby Jo-Mary Mountain.

The AT continues through spruce-fir forest and past occasional red pines, identified by their flaky scaly bark and distinctive branch structure. Cooper Brook reappears on the right, now a calm and wide waterway. The trail returns to single-track for the first time in many miles. Roots crisscross the path as it winds near placid Cooper Brook. After turning away briefly, the route returns to the brook, crosses a snowmobile corridor, and follows a wider trail across a smaller woods road. Enter a noticeably drier upland area populated by young conifers. Cross a small brook, a larger one on a puncheon bridge-the outflow from nearby Mud Pond (61.4/500)-and another small one via well-placed rocks. Now the route tours above the shore of Mud Pond; Jo-Mary Mountain is visible to the south.

Red pine forest is carpeted with needles and filled with abundant huckleberry bushes. The single-track trail passes through the hike’s driest section before slowly curving to reenter a more lush environment. The woods transition back to mossy softwoods. Lower Jo-Mary Lake appears north through the trees, and the route is lined with evidence of an old communications line that was once strung through the trees.

The trail winds just inland from the lake, passing some nice white pines near the shore, and leads to the signed junction for Antlers Campsite (62.7/500). Turn left, away from the lake, to continue north on the AT. The single-track trail heads away from the lake through young forest then bends back toward the shore and crosses a small stream. The trail touches a tiny sandy beach at the far end of the lake, which offers a long view across the water. Continuing, cross another small stream, return inland to lush hardwood forest, and reach the posted junction for Potaywadjo Ridge on the left (64.2/540).

Side trip to Potaywadjo Ridge: This detour is one of the hike’s best, though it requires gaining 650 feet of elevation in less than a mile. From the junction, the blue-blazed trail steeply climbs to open slabs that offer views down the entire length of Lower Jo- Mary Lake. Mud and Cooper ponds are also visible; spot the White Cap Range in the distance. Nearby is the low hulking mass of Jo-Mary Mountain; Cooper Brook flows below it. But the best parts of this side trip are the prolific blueberries that cover the open ledges. They get lots of sunlight, ripen in mid- to late July, and produce more fruit than you’ll have time to enjoy!

Back on the AT, follow a rocky path past enormous boulders, and reach a posted spur for Sand Beach (64.4/500), which looks across the lake toward the hump of Jo-Mary Mountain. The AT turns away from the lake, climbs, and quickly crosses a small stream. The route slowly rises and curves left through a young forest of birches, beeches, and big-tooth aspens. The trail steepens and parallels a rivulet, passing more giant rocks as it climbs.

The route levels, and then gradually descends, passing extensive patches of Indian cucumber near the top. (Identify them by their two-tiered whorls of leaves and tiny flowers dangling beneath the upper whorl.) After a steady descent, the trail abruptly levels off among more abundant conifers and reaches the spur trail to Potaywadjo Spring Lean-to (66.2/600). Not far past the lean-to is its namesake spring – an impressive pool – cross a stream beneath abundant hemlocks.

The trail next crosses a dirt road, enters a hemlock-cedar forest, and reaches Twitchell Brook, crossing it on a puncheon bridge. Pemadumcook Lake appears ahead through the trees. A posted sign announces a view of Katahdin. The mountain is just visible from the lakeshore; scramble over nearby driftwood and rocks for better views.

Beyond this point, the AT follows extensive bog bridging over another stream and travels along an easy-walking path through dark forest. The trail becomes boggy near a swampy wetland on the left. The level trail runs over several long stretches of puncheon, crosses a muddy, seldom-used road, and then enters the land of super bog.

The next section is extremely wet and washed out, requiring careful travel to avoid soaking your boots. The delicate bog-hopping act leads to a super muddy road. (Head right here and hike about a mile to the landing for White House Lodge.) Navigate the muck and follow the AT north. A stream appears on the right. Rock-hop across Tumbledown Dick Stream, a moderately tricky crossing.

Nahmakanta Stream appears on the right, the trail quickly crosses another small tributary, and the path follows the broad, shallow, and quietly riffling stream. The route winds directly atop its steep-cut banks, a pleasant, level walk past many flat areas with good camping potential, though accessing the stream can be a challenge in many spots. A young forest of hemlocks, beeches, spruces, and firs surrounds the trail, which eventually leads to Nahmakanta Stream Campsite on the left (70.5/600).

Past the campsite, the trail passes another established tentsite then turns inland a short distance from the stream. Roots and mud increase, and both the trail and river become increasingly rocky. After more than a mile of steady, level progress, the stream widens into a broad, placid pool, and the slopes become perceptibly steeper. The trail crosses several small brooks and heads inland on an intensely root-laced path. Cross the largest tributary yet, rise briefly, begin a rising traverse along sheer slopes above the broad river visible below, and reach Woodrat Spring.

Head down a rock staircase and meet a dirt road and bridge (73.5/700). The AT crosses the road and returns along the river, passing a giant, knobby white pine. Pass a series of campsites by a small carry-in boat launch on the edge of Nahmakanta Lake (73.7/650). The trail turns left, quickly heads right off the area’s wide main path, and cruises level past softwoods. The lake is nearby, just to the right through the trees.

The trail touches the shore at one point and offers views north of approaching Nesuntabunt Mountain-along your continuing route-on the left side of the lake. The route then crosses a small brook, runs directly along the rocky shore, and encounters a small, sandy beach. A short distance later, turn inland, climb briefly, then drop back to the lakeshore and rock-hop over Prentiss Brook. The trail now undulates near the shore through a young forest of cedars and yellow and paper birches.

The going is generally mellow; eventually the trail returns to the water by a small beach. Alder and small hickory trees line the lakeshore. The trail turns inland again, climbs around a small point, and rises nearly 200 feet. Drop quickly past some large granite boulders, then switchback left to descend among rock boulder chaos. Once near the lake again, the path cruises easily and reaches the water by a posted white-sand beach. A campsite and its thin water source are located just inland from here.

The trail heads inland again through lush deciduous flatlands, and crosses a seasonal stream emerging from the Wadleigh Valley. Several large sugar maples line the route as the trail continues inland; snags and downed trees indicate the age and maturity of this stand. The path passes Wadleigh Stream Lean-to on the left, located adjacent to the trail (76.3/690).

Past the shelter, the route climbs through hemlock forest on a soft and needle-covered path. The trail rises atop a steep outcrop with restricted views of the lake and swings right to easily traverse the slopes. Century-old white pines and fern-topped boulders accompany the traverse, which curves over a rise and descends. Abundant huckleberries line the trail as it passes good lake views, turns back inland, and visits a car-sized boulder balanced atop two others. The route briefly rises and descends past more large boulders as the forest transitions to a deciduous mix of sugar maples and beeches.

The trail crosses a flowing brook, rises slowly, and then markedly steepens. Cross a trickling brook, and climb up a broad fissure in the bedrock alongside the trickling flow. The trail crosses the stream, banks left, and briefly levels. Curve right to ascend another broad cleft of large rocks. The route crosses the creek again, passes more cliffs, and continues its ascent through the rock fortress.

After a brief flat section, the trail climbs rock stairs; some have recently slid and may require some careful footwork. The route curves left at one point, then rises through a young sugar maple grove via another broad cleft in the mountainside. More rock steps lead to a saddle, where the trail curves right and continues its rise to finally crest in a stand of spruces (78.2/1,560).

From here, a short side trail leads 250 feet to an exceptional view from a small outcrop. The entire massif of Katahdin reveals itself. All of Nahmakanta Lake unfurls below; Nahmakanta Lake Wilderness Camps are visible at the lake’s northern edge. The Rainbow Stream watershed – your continuing route – flows into the north end of the lake; your previous route past Pemadumcook Lake is visible south.

The trail drops steeply from the summit, traverses by more rock fortresses, descends more rock stairs, and curves left. The route levels, passes over a rock ledge with another view of Katahdin, and then resumes a slow drop to a dirt road (79.4/1,000). Cross the road and follow the AT as it slowly rises and falls through younger hardwood forest. Crescent Pond appears through the trees. The trail wraps over to the far side of the pond, where smooth granite ledges slide into a perfect swimming opportunity (80.6/1,030). Good southern exposure here means lots of sun for drying out. Locals have tied up a few boats here.

The route winds around the shore, passes a nice, boat-free spot near the middle of the shoreline, and then heads through spruce-fir forest. Curving right, descend toward Pollywog Stream-the outflow from Crescent Pond-and enter old-growth forest amid a chaotic garden of rock and deadfall. Take time to admire the massive white pines that punctuate the woods. Far below in a deep ravine, listen to Pollywog Stream rush downward.

Pass a posted spur to nearby Pollywog Gorge viewpoint, which overlooks the sheer slopes of the ravine. The trail briefly rises, traverses through dense woods, and heads slowly down. The gradient steepens, and footing is tricky at times, but eventually it bottoms out.

The route parallels wide Pollywog Stream, which riffles in a shallow streambed.bThe rough and rocky trail passes through a diverse forest then emerges on Nahmakanta Road (83.1/680). Turn left, cross the bridge, and curve slightly left on the road, past the NLC (Nahmakanta Lake Wilderness Camps) sign on the right. Fifty yards later, the AT bears to the right off the road and enters a young forest. Cross a suspect stream, and enter young forest (a few massive white pines still lurk by the trail).

Before long, rushing Rainbow Stream becomes audible. The trail reaches the racing stream and parallels it. The water rushes over solid rock-sheeting, sliding, and sluicing. As the trail ascends, it follows a small tributary to the left for a few hundred yards, and then crosses it to return to the main stream.

The trail continues alongside Rainbow Stream’s rapids and drops. Water chokes itself in raging chutes. Eventually the rapids end, and the trail levels out. Turn away from the stream, crossing Murphy Brook before returning to the now-placid brook a half-mile later. A level and easygoing stretch leads to Rainbow Stream Lean-to (84.4/980).

To continue, cross Rainbow Stream here. This may require either fording the shin- to knee-deep brook or delicately balancing across on thin logs, depending on conditions. Once on the other side, the trail parallels the stream and quickly reaches the first of the Rainbow Deadwaters. The trail runs just inland, passing through softwood forest before meeting the stream flow on the far side of the pond. The occasionally muddy trail runs close to the water on its way to the second Rainbow Deadwater. The path now becomes all roots and mini bogs, which makes it hard to develop a hiking rhythm.

The trail remains close to the second Rainbow Deadwater then turns inland near its far end. Rise briefly through increasing hardwoods to the unposted junction for Rainbow Dam (86.4/1,100). This easy five-minute detour leads to a small dam and two nice campsites at the end of massive Rainbow Lake, though only a small arm of the lake is visible from here. Katahdin looms ahead, looking closer than ever. Signs indicate that campfires are allowed here by permit only.

Back on the AT, descend momentarily to cross a tributary and begin a long level stretch through hardwood forest. The path is generally easygoing, though there are regular patches of mud and bogginess, and the bugs can be bad. Rainbow Lake is occasionally visible through the trees on the left on the way to Rainbow Spring Campsite (88.2/1,070) on the right. The spring is down by the lake’s edge. Its cool waters bubble into a small, clear pool then immediately pour into the lake. Loons call from the lake, which is shallow for some distance from shore.

From here, the trail winds inland, climbs slowly, then winds back toward the water, crossing a few small brooks as it goes. Catch glimpses of the lake to the left through a young forest of ashes, red maples, sugar maples, and other hardwoods. You may hear the sound of boat motors and other human activity along this section, emanating from a nearby sporting camp. After hiking among softwoods for the first time in a while, pass posted Rainbow Mountain Trail on the right (90.2/1,120). The side trail leads 0.75 mile to the top of Rainbow Mountain and great views of Katahdin, the surrounding lake, and rumpled terrain – a worthwhile excursion.

The AT returns to the lake’s edge and passes several nice spruce trees and good access points. Steeper slopes run upward to your right, populated by fern-topped granite boulders. The root-laced and rocky trail makes for slower going, though the forest is pleasantly mature; enjoy some nice sugar maples. The route rises among boulders and spruce-fir forest, passing a handful of 3-foot-plus diameter white pines before winding down to a shallow cove and a pair of nice campsites at the far end of the lake (91.6/1,050).

The AT crosses a small inflow stream and encounters the posted spur to Big Beaver Pond on the right (91.7/1,060). The side trail leads 0.7 mile to a big beaver pond, which is as exciting as it sounds.

Continuing, the AT passes through a mature forest of white pines, spruces, and paper birches. Leave this older stand, and enter thicker and younger woods with more red maples and beeches. The trail descends to cross a boggy area on rotting puncheon and steadily rises, entering young softwood forest. The ground underfoot becomes increasingly rocky, ascending toward Rainbow Ledges. Before long, the trail climbs a solid ribbon of bedrock. The forest diminishes on the sparse soil. Blueberries and lichens become common. Views southwest begin to peek out; see Jo-Mary Mountain and the White Cap Range in the distance. The trail crests at 1,500 feet and runs level along the ridge top, a pleasant stretch on solid rock. Huckleberry bushes become as prolific as blueberries.

The trail reaches a striking view of Katahdin, here only 9.0 miles away, before dropping back into a mossy and root-chocked spruce-fir forest. The path undulates through the dense woods, slowly rises, and then descends into the Hurd Brook watershed. The route drops quickly at first, aided by rock stairs, then tapers off and descends more gradually. As it approaches the bottom, the needle-covered trail eases and winds among woods that become increasingly lush. The trail steeply descends to the valley floor and Hurd Brook in a maze of roots, rocks, yellow birches, and cedars. Hurd Brook Lean-to sits on the other side (95.9/700).

Past the shelter, the AT continues its rocky, root-hopping journey through softwood forest, passing a spring 0.3 miles beyond the shelter by some stone steps. The route slowly rises, drops, and passes over more roots and rocks in a hemlock forest. Mossy boulder humps are everywhere. The trail slowly rises through young beeches and descends along a very rocky section. Beeches, paper birches, and sugar maples eventually appear in green profusion as the trail begins its final descent.

The rocky drop leads through a mixed forest then eases a bit before an extended section of puncheon-the longest of the entire hike. The final section of trail cruises through thick spruce-fir forest to emerge onto paved Golden Road. Turn right to follow the road, cross Abol Bridge, and reach this long journey’s end by the Abol Store (99.4/660).

INFORMATION

The Maine Appalachian Trail Club maintains the AT through the 100-Mile Wilderness and is your best source of information for current trail conditions. P.O. Box 283, Augusta, ME 04332, matc.org, info@matc.org. For more information on AMC’s Maine Woods Initiative and additional recreation opportunities in the 100-Mile Wilderness region, visit outdoors.org/mwi.

NEARBY

At the southern end of the hike, the tiny town of Monson hosts a pair of longstanding, famous-among-thru-hikers destinations: Spring Creek Bar-B-Q, which dishes up some seriously hearty, protein-packed trail power, and Shaw’s Lodging, which provides a range of amenities and services for thru-hikers. At the northern end of the hike, eat up, fuel up, and gear up as needed in Millinocket. Once you leave town, you’re on your own when it comes to supplies.

AUTHOR BIO

Matt Heid is a former senior editor of AMC Outdoors and currently writes the magazine’s Equipped column and blog. He is also the author, contributor, and researcher of several books on hiking. Heid has hiked thousands of miles across New England, California, Alaska, and other wilderness destinations. He leads trips and teaches classes in outdoor photography, natural history, and navigation.

This story is excerpted from the Appalachian Mountain Club’s Best Backpacking in New England, and has been published with the permission of the Appalachian Mountain Club. Purchase this book online now!

The Massanutten Ridges of Virginia

Just a stones throw form the DC metropolitan area, the Massanutten Trail offers outstanding views and challenges for new and experienced backpackers alike.

A Note From the Author

For my crew of lightweight and ultra-light backpackers at D.C. UL Backpacking, this 67.4-mile loop along the ridges of Massanutten Mountain, Virginia, occupies a special place in the lore we pass along around the campfire. Five years ago, when many of us were going light, Evan McCarthy, who founded our group, first dreamt it up as a long weekend trip. At the time, 67.4 miles in a weekend seemed almost a superhuman accomplishment! Now, our yearly walk-around has become a springtime ritual, a rite of passage to new backpackers, a way to fend off our mortality, a demonstration that we’ve not gotten too sluggish over the winter, and a fine test of our backpacking skills. It never ceases to astonish me that a loop of this quality is about an hour away from the crowded suburbs of the D.C. Metropolitan area.

Over the years, the mountain has thrown practically everything our way. One hot Memorial Day weekend, the long dry ridges took their toll, and several backpackers bowed out near Edinburgh Gap. Another year, a day-long deluge resulted in a catastrophic kilt failure. A year ago, we somehow convinced ourselves that a hang-gliding spot would make a great campground. We ended up cowboy-camped on the rocky footpath, staring up a preternaturally full moon. Recently, winter hung around for our springtime ritual. It was 10 degrees Fahrenheit on the first night in Veach Gap, then it blew snow on the treacherous descent off Signal Knob. We joked that it looked like we were on the Matterhorn. That was March 30th!

One of the reasons men and woman cherish mountains is because of the tales they tell about their adventures on them. For me, Massanutten Mountain is especially rich in these tales. It’s a place that I can’t help but be excited about, that I can’t help but dream of doing again.

I am very happy to share this route with the Backpacking Light community.  My hope is that next time I am out following the orange blazes of the Massanutten Trail, I’ll meet a few backpackers who have been inspired to walk these ridges with me.

And if you would like to hit the trails with us, check out our Meetup group.

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What a view! (Photo Credit: Michael Korin)

The Massanutten Mountains: I Like Big Ridges and I Cannot Lie

Location: George Washington and Jefferson National Forests, Virginia

Highlights: Signal Knob, Kennedy Peak, ridge walking Massanutten Mountain

Distance: 67.4 miles round-trip

Total Elevation Gain/Loss: 11,868 feet gain/11,868 feet loss

Trip Length: 3–7 days

Difficulty: epic

Recommended Maps and Other Resources:

  • Potomac Appalachian Trail Club, Map G, Trails in the Massanutten Mountain-North Half, Signal Knob to New Market Gap, George Washington National Forest, Lee Ranger District, Virginia.
  • Potomac Appalachian Trail Club, Guide to Massanutten Mountain Hiking Trails. 5th ed. Vienna, VA: Potomac Appalachian Trail club, 2008.
  • USGS Quads: Toms Brook, Rileyville, Strasburg, Hamburg, and Edinburg.

Just a few miles past Shenandoah National Park and Skyline Drive-but a world apart in terms of the crowds-you’ll find Massanutten Mountain, a long series of ridges running parallel to the Blue Ridge. Walking these ridges will offer you the distilled essence of the Virginia ridge ramble. Marvel at the wide open views of the North and South Forks of Shenandoah River below, the Blue Ridge to the east, the Alleghenies to the west, and-most of all-the solitude all around.

HIKE OVERVIEW

From where Massanutten Trail (MT) descends off Signal Knob and reaches VA 678 in Fort Valley, you’ll walk a long, flat ellipse, hiking about 32.4 miles south to the Duncan and Strickler Knob area. Just a few miles north of US 211, you’ll climb Waterfall Mountain, turn north, and return via the western ridge of Massanutten. Signal Knob-a prominence that dominates the area and was used by both sides in the civil War-is your final highpoint and the sign that you are nearly home. While there is a fair amount of climbing and descending on this trail, the long ridges mean that there is also quite a bit of flat, if sometimes rugged, walking.

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Part of the appeal of walking such a big trip on Massanutten Mountain is the sense that few have preceded you. That also means, however, that the path is not always as well trod and docile as more popular trails. Even by Mid-Atlantic standards, MT is a notoriously rocky trail. Kerns Mountain, Short Mountain, Three Top Mountain, and the descent from Signal Knob will all test your ability to move over asteroid fields of jagged, uneven ground. The long north-south ridges, however, may be the purest expressions of the Virginia ridge walk and offer great rewards, with their big vistas of the Blue Ridge, the North and South Forks of the Shenandoah River, and Fort Valley itself. The ridges are narrow enough so that you’ll often be enjoying views in several directions.

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Rocky trails and spectacular views. (Photo Credit: Miles Barger)

Besides the rough terrain, there are a few disadvantages to the trip. Water can be quite scarce for many miles, and you will be exposed to the elements, especially the sun. Plan to walk this trip in spring or fall, when the temperatures are cooler and there is water on the mountain. If you do go during a warmer season, plan your water carefully. You may very well need to cache water at key points. Always carry capacity for 4-5 liters (or more, dependent on your needs), as a dry campsite may very well be in your future.

HOW TO REACH THE TRAILHEAD

From I-66, take Exit 6 in Front Royal, Virginia, and head south on US 522 for about 1 mile. Turn right on VA 55 and drive west for about 5 miles, then turn left onto SR 678/Fort Valley Road. Enter the George Washington and Jefferson National Forests, and scope out Buzzard Rocks above you on the left. The parking lot for Signal Knob is the second lot on the right (38° 56.0388′ N, 78°19.2255′ W), just as you reach the group campground.

OVERNIGHT OPTIONS

Backcountry camping is allowed through the George Washington and Jefferson National Forests. However, many of the ridgelines that characterize this route are also narrow, rocky, and quite unsuitable for camping. Almost anywhere a spot widens out, you can count on finding a small impromptu site with a fire ring, often with impressive views. Trail junctions usually have small, serviceable sites, and there are often sites near road crossings. Given the water issues that characterize this route, you’ll have ample opportunities to exercise your inventiveness when it comes to planning and sequencing your campsites.

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Sitting around the campfire. (Photo Credit: Michael Korin)

Little Crease Shelter (8.7/1,190/38° 52.175′ N, 78° 21.569′ W). This well-kept three-sided shelter in Veach Gap is located near water and features a privy, tent sites, and large fire pit. Two bunk beds in the shelter accommodate about eight backpackers.

Duncan Hollow (27.0/1,814/38° 41.576′ N, 78° 32.881′ W). By the time you cross VA 675 and reach Duncan Hollow, your bottles will likely be empty, so you’ll be glad to hear water running in the hollow. There are several attractive tenting sites on the left near the intersection with blue-blazed Peach Orchard Gap Trail.

Scothorn Gap (30.0/2,460/38° 41.183′ N, 78° 34.253′ W). About 3 miles farther along MT from Duncan Hollow, you’ll reach the intersection with Scothorn Gap Trail. Continue straight (west) on this yellow-blazed trail and pass a pond to see a campsite on your right. If you’re worried about the pond water, descend a little along Big Run on MT and you’ll have ample running water.

Edinburgh Gap (46.2/1,841/38° 47.390′ N, 78° 31.800′ W). As MT descends into Edinburgh Gap, there is a white blaze marking a tenting site. The nearby creek is seasonal, but there is a reliable piped spring about 0.5 mile east along VA 675. If you were going to cache supplies somewhere along MT, Edinburgh Gap might be the spot.

Little Fort Recreation Area (54.2/1,825/38° 52.291′ N, 78° 26.903′ W). If you reach Woodstock Gap and are in need of a place to spend the night, there is a small campsite nearby. From the pink-blazed trail that services Woodstock Tower, descend on the white-blazed trail to reach the campground, which has eleven sites open year-round (38° 52.026′ N, 78° 26.666′ W). There is no fee and no drinking water, but Peters Mill Run is nearby.

Little Passage Creek (59.3/1,240/38° 55.417′ N, 78° 22.712′ W). After you wave good-bye to Tuscarora Trail on Three Top Mountain, descend to Mudhole Gap, where campsites abound along Little Passage Creek.

Signal Knob (64.2/2,239/38° 57.148′ N, 78° 19.737′ W). As you walk eastward from Signal Knob Overlook, pass the turnoff for white-blazed Meneka Peak Trail. Beyond it, you’ll soon spot a few small campsites. They’re dry, but the views are remarkable.

HIKE DESCRIPTION

Locate the spur trail at the south end of the parking lot. It joins up with the orange-blazed MT, which has bypassed the lot to the west. Walk south for about 0.5 mile, skirting VA 678 on the left. The trail will intersect with blue-blazed Tuscarora Trail, which heads right to West Virginia (0.5/883). You’ll turn left onto a combined blue-and-orange-blazed trail that descends quickly, crosses VA 678, and cuts through the Elizabeth Furnace Campground (1.0/746).

For a spell, MT coincides with Pig Iron and Charcoal interpretive trails, but very soon the path steepens and begins the long and sometimes steep climb to Shawl Gap, the first of many such gaps you’ll pass as you proceed south along the palisades of Massanutten Mountain (3.35/1,686). At the white-blazed trail from Buzzard Rocks that comes in on your left, turn right, following the blue-and-orange-blazed trail as it climbs an additional few hundred feet before topping out on the ridgeline. About 2 miles of ridge walking will take you to Sherman Gap (5.5/1,934), where a pink-blazed trail intersects from the right, combines for a stretch (yes, pink, orange, and blue blazes!), and then exits left. Continue south.

Climb about 300 feet past Sherman Gap, where you’ll enjoy some big views of the Shenandoah. After a sharp right turn (6.7/1,783), the trail begins a steady descent into Veach Gap, with an unreliable creek on your left. Eventually, you’ll hear water, and MT intersects with yellow-blazed Veach Gap Trail on the right. Continue straight, rock-hopping over Mill Run to find the Little Crease Shelter (8.7/1,190). Fill your bottles here, as this is the last reliable source of water for about 16 miles, until you reach Duncan Hollow.

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A good spot to rest, refuel, and check the map. (Photo Credit: Miles Barger)

When you’re ready to walk on, climb about 600 feet to rejoin the ridgeline along a very old road bed. This road was constructed during the Revolutionary War, when General Washington feared that the Continental Army might be forced to retreat to Fort Valley. Once you reach the top of the ridge, the Tuscarora Trail bears east and descends the road grade, heading toward the Appalachian Trail atop the Blue Ridge (9.7/1,856).

Your route takes you south on a path that is now orange-blazed only, and you’ll cover the miles swiftly as the trail makes a beeline for Kennedy Peak. Before it reaches Milford Gap, the trail splits in two, with the official blazed branch sidehilling along the eastern flank of the mountain. Big views to the east and the west ensue as you reach Milford Gap (12.8/1,756), Indian Grave Trail (14.5/1,926), Habron Gap (18.2/2,113), and Jacks Notch, each with trails leading off the ridge. Don’t be distracted; Kennedy Peak looms before you. When MT bends right to go around it, instead climb the white-blazed spur trail to reach the observation tower and sweeping views of the Shenandoah river valleys (20.8/2,540/38° 44.5171′ N, 78° 29.2607′ W).

Once you rejoin MT, the walk down from Kennedy Peak is relaxed; coinciding with a road that is open to ATV traffic (you’ll spot some passable campsites if you don’t intend to reach Duncan Hollow right away). Soon the trail meets up with VA 675 at Edith Gap (23.4/1,849). To the left is an opening where hang gliders sometimes fly. Turn sharply right on the road, locate the next orange blaze, and leave the road to the right. MT descends gently through the forest, crossing a couple of power line cuts until it reaches a few outbuildings and VA 675 again (24.3/1,334). The Camp Roosevelt picnic area is just to the west along VA 675 and, in summer, you’ll be able to fill your bottles there.

After you cross VA 675, you’ll be in Duncan Hollow. MT soon winds its way south and eventually leads you across a very reliable creek. For the next 3 miles, MT ascends along the right side of this creek, and you’ll have ample opportunity to rehydrate and fill your bottles. At the intersection with Peach Orchard Gap Trail (27.0/1,814)-if you have the time-consider leaving MT to ascend to the saddle, adding an extra 2 miles round-trip. The scramble up to the summit of Duncan Knob offers memorable views, and you can camp below the knob.

After this intersection, MT continues south, climbing more steeply and eventually switching back over the crest of Middle Mountain. (Again, if time permits, consider bushwhacking out and back to Strickler Knob, which offers views to the south; this out-and-back would add about 1.5 miles to your trip.) MT quickly drops down to Scothorn Gap and Scothorn Gap Trail (30.0/2,460), where it turns left and descends Big Run southerly. Camping is straight ahead on the Scothorn Run Trail.

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Mystifying trees may surround you. (Photo Credit: Miles Barger)

The descent of Big Run is rocky and watery, as MT alternately sidehills up high above the creek and then dives down for a crossing. At the bottom, MT meets white-blazed Massanutten Connector Trail coming in from US 211 to the south (32.4/1,617). Pause to shed a few layers and make sure your bottles are topped off, and then turn right and begin the toughest ascent on the trip: the 800 feet up Waterfall Mountain. Though stout, the ascent is blissfully direct, and the trail crests the mountain along open and flat land before crossing Crisman Road (32.5/2,322).

Just past the road, MT turns north and begins traversing the long westward ridges heading back to Signal Knob. For the first 4 miles, walk along Kerns Mountain where the trail continually flirts with the ridgeline over some exceptionally broken ground. Then at the four-way intersection at Jawbone Gap (37.7/2,402), drop your pack and clamber an extra 0.1 mile up to the rocky promontory for the view. From there, the descent to Moreland Gap Road is gentle (39.2/1,907). After crossing Moreland Gap Road, the trail shadows Edinburgh Gap Road through the woods on the right, crosses it, and then climbs steeply to the crest of Short Mountain (40.9/2,747).

The next few miles are treacherous walking before the trail begins a circuitous descent into Edinburgh Gap (46.2/1,841). In the gap, turn left onto VA 374 very briefly, pass the ATV parking on the right, and cross VA 675 (46.5/1,709). On the other side of the road, begin the climb up Waonaze Peak, but before you leave this gap, consider carefully if you need to detour to the spring about 0.5 mile east on VA 675. The next reliable water on the trail is 13 miles ahead, at Little Passage Creek.

Once you summit Waonaze Peak (48.1/2,705), you’ll enjoy about 6 miles of fairly flat ridge walking along Powell Mountain. This stretch is one of the most pleasant of the trip, with many views of the mountains to the west. Pass Bear Trap Trail, 7-Bar None Trail, and Lupton Trail on the right, and soon arrive at Woodstock Gap and the observation tower (54.2/1,825).

Easy miles follow Woodstock Gap as the trail continues north along the ridge of Three Top Mountain. MT passes Mine Gap Trail, intersects briefly with Tuscarora Trail (58.6/1,712), and then descends to Mudhole Gap (59.4/1,204), where it turns north for about 4 miles along a service road that parallels Little Passage Creek. The road ascends gently past an artificially constructed pond, passes yet another intersection with Tuscarora Trail, and grows steep as it climbs to the summit of Signal Knob (63.3/2106), the northernmost point on Massanutten Mountain and one of the best viewpoints in the area.

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Nice views are common on the MT trail. (Photo Credit: Michael Korin)

Once you’ve drunk your fill of this view, descend 4 miles to the end of the trip, passing Meneka Peak Trail and then overlooks of Fort Valley (65.4/1,794) and Buzzard Rocks (66.0/1,518). Unfortunately, this descent crosses a number of rock fall areas, which offer very treacherous footing. Once you have passed the Buzzard Rocks viewpoint, the trail approaches the level of the road, and eventually turns left to follow a gully. The Signal Knob parking lot is a few tenths of a mile beyond (67.4/756).

OTHER OPTIONS

You probably won’t want to add miles to this epic, but if you’re looking to change things up, consider starting and finishing at the Buzzard Rocks parking lot on VA 619. This would add a few miles to your route and allow you to visit the knife’s edge ridge of the rocks themselves. If you’re interested in cutting this long trip down to size, section-hike the eastern and western ridges independently, parking a shuttle vehicle at US 211 and the Signal Knob parking lot. Each of these ridges can effectively be cut in half by using Milford Gap Trail on the east side or Edinburgh Gap on the west. Another option is backpacking a fine loop in the south by walking north from US 211 on white-blazed Massanutten Connector Trail and then exploring the Duncan Knob and Strickler Knob area. A number of connector trails facilitate trips in this area, and the knobs both feature great views and some rock scrambling.

NEARBY

The Signal Knob trailhead is just a few miles outside both Strasburg and Front Royal, Virginia, where there are the usual array of businesses serving travelers along the interstates and a number of independent restaurants as well. If you happen to be using the trailheads on US 211, there are several local restaurants nearby, and New Market, Virginia, is not far.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION

For additional information, contact the Lee Ranger District of the George Washington and Jefferson National Forests at 540-984-4101 or visit their website.

Author Bio

Michael R. Martin is a lifelong backpacker and outdoorsman with experience on trails near and far, including the American Southwest, Sweden, France, Iceland, Nepal, Peru, and, more recently, thousands of miles (and counting) in the Mid-Atlantic region. Martin leads, organizes, and teaches for the D.C. Ultralight Backpacking group. He lives in Alexandria, Virginia.

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This article is excerpted from Best Backpacking in the Mid-Atlantic, reprinted with permission from the Appalachian Mountain Club. Visit AMC online at outdoors.org.