I should note that I wasn't actually
going to climb a real mountain. The plan was to do a moderately
strenuous 9 mile open loop. A shuttle would drop me off at the head
of the trail. A shuttle would pick me up at the end of the trail. Our nation's seasonal patterns had different plans.
When I got to the gate, I was told that
it was too early in the season for shuttle service. Not to be
discouraged, I told myself I would hike to a lake which was about the
mid-point of the hike and then turn around and come back.
When I got to the trailhead, I spoke with a ranger about my plan. Now, I'm not good at reading
facial expressions but the face the ranger had made me to take pause. She probably didn't think it was a good plan. Either that or she
was in the middle of solving a complex mathematical theorem
previously thought unsolvable.
However, I didn't want to take a chance that she was a mathematician/forest ranger, so I
asked her what the problem was. It turned out that so far only 1
group had attempted to take my planned hike. They had to turn back
because they lost the trail. I didn't necessarily need to go to the
lake. I decided to just hike to the high point of the trail 3 miles
in. The ranger still seemed a little wary to my new plan. Either
that or she was struggling to decide if she should file her taxes with above or below the line deductions.
I decided that I would hike as far as I
could but I wouldn't overdue it or take any unnecessary risks.
Luckily for me the snow was packed well
and I had brought my hiking polls with me. During the entire hike I
encountered 4 people. The first person was a woman who had the same
idea I had. However, she made it just past the tree line but couldn't go any
further. She took some great pictures and then turned back. At that
point I decided to just keep going until I got past the tree-line,
take some pictures and then hike down. And this is what I did.
At some point towards the end of the
ascent I lost the trail but kept going. Eventually I made it to a
slope of snow on the side of the mountain. It looked perfect for
skiing. And it was fairly close to a peak of some sort. I took some
pics and climbed down, ate a burrito and then started driving.
Thats all I have for now. Stay tuned
for my next entry - The Curious Incident of the Elk at Midnight. And
the prequel entry – The Fortuitous Ticket from the Police at 11:40
pm.
BTW – if anyone happens to find a Fitbit on the side of a mountain in Rocky Hill National Park - it's
mine.
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