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TrishandAlex
04-27-2009, 12:28 AM
Cut and pasted from our hiking blog: http://trishandalex.blogspot.com
Accompanying pictures can be found there.
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Stony Brook Trail, Carter-Moriah Trail.

10 miles, out-and-back.

Both of us agree that this was a difficult hike. The reason: notorious spring conditions.

Started off well enough -- a drizzly morning that cleared up as soon as we hit the trailhead.

Notice what Alex is holding -- a beautiful, hand-crafted hiking stick made especially for her by Drewski on VFTT. It really is gorgeous, and Alex loves hiking with it. Thanks again, Drew!!

We left the sign and immediately crossed a little bridge.

Soon after the bridge, we came across a rotting mechanical thing (Alex's picture).

We continued on our way and soon crossed another little bridge, this time over a flume.

The trail so far was lovely. Stony Brook Trail meanders along Stony Brook for the first couple of miles. Both Alex and I were pleased to see everything looking so green again.

We came to our first crossing at the 1 mile mark. This was to be our biggest crossing of the day, and I knew getting back in the evening would be much more difficult than crossing in the morning. It was to be a hot afternoon, and the melting snow would run into this "brook," making it flow much faster and deeper later in the day. Therefore, before we crossed, we bushwhacked upstream and downstream for a few tenths of a mile. I wanted to be sure there would be at least a few possible places to cross in higher water.

After I was satisfied with what I saw, we crossed this series of stepping stones. Our boots got wet, but our feet didn't.

We continued our journey along an old logging road...

...then up a rocky, very wet and muddy path...

until we came to the second water crossing at 2.3 miles. This one wasn't as tricky as the first.

We got to the other side and continued on our merry way. The trail was still free of snow, and we felt fine.

A nice yellow dog came up the trail, soon followed by Ned and Peak576 from VFTT. We chatted for a minute, then they continued on their way. Nice to see you, guys!

Soon after our encounter, we ran into the beginning of the rotting snow...

From here until the third water crossing we stayed on the firm middle portion of the trail, known as the monorail. We were able to bareboot successfully.....until just before I crossed the brook. Just as I was walking down toward the rocks, I postholed -- up to my waist!!! I pulled myself out and immediately postholed again. Finally, I got out and crossed the water with Alex. Didn't get a picture of that last crossing because I was too busy cursing at the rotting snow.

After we crossed, we both put on our snowshoes. The trail before us was soft, sinking snow.

Our pace now slowed considerably, and hiking became exponentially harder. Even with snowshoes on, both Alex and I postholed often. I was relieved when we came to the final steep stretch just before the Carter-Moriah Trail.

We took a long break here. The last mile had really done a number on both of us -- constant postholing is no fun!!

After we felt ready, we continued on. More rotting snow, then we came to a series of ledges. It was nice to be on bare rock.

The trail wound in and out of the woods and over various ledges. We were blessed with clear skies -- such great views from these rocks!

We ran into Ned, Peak576, and Cody (the dog) about half a mile or so from the summit. They were coming back down after having reached the top. We spoke for a few pleasant minutes before continuing on our way. Again, nice to meet you guys.


Some more in and out of the trees, and we reached the spur trail to the summit. Up a steep little bit...

...and we were there!

We both agreed this hike had been a challenge. The rotting snow and constant postholing (even with snowshoes on) sapped our energy and ate a lot of our time. We took a rest and enjoyed the scenery, congratulating each other on our perseverance.

We then began our descent, back across the ledges and through the woods. Here's a last look back at Moriah's summit.

We plunged down through the soft snow -- much, much softer now that the warm sun had been on it all day (it was 82 degrees on the summit!).

I would characterize our descent as a sufferfest. Constant postholing, much worse than the ascent due to the sun-warmed snow. We both punched through the snow a million times, banged up our limbs, and cursed our way down the trail until we were back on a snow-free path. Then we jogged our way toward that large water crossing...it was late in the day, we had taken a lot more time than I had anticipated, and I did NOT want to cross that water in headlamps. Of course, if it came to it we would take an alternate route back to the car and avoid the crossing altogether. However, I preferred to go back the way we came, if safely possible.

We got to that large crossing (a mile from the car) half an hour before sunset. Of course, all rocks were now submerged in swift-running water, but the place we crossed on the way up was still do-able. I took Alex's hand and explained that we were going to wade through. We crossed in water that was up to my calves and Alex's thighs. I held her tightly, and we made it across just fine. The water was swiftly moving, but not dangerous -- at no point did I feel as though either of us were going to be knocked off our feet. We did, however, get our boots, socks and pants very wet -- we were cold when we reached the other side. I asked Alex if she wanted to change now or at the car, and she chose at the car (it was now 72 degrees outside, so I agreed).

The last mile was a much more pleasant affair. Alex skipped and ran, used her hiking pole as a broomstick, pretended to be a witch, and generally had a grand time. I felt much more relaxed since we were now past that crossing, and we stopped to notice a few things before returning to the car. Alex took this picture of some fungi on a tree.

We finally made it back to the trailhead. Alex's knees were full of cuts and scrapes from falling into the snow while postholing. Her elbows were bruised, her forehead had a welt on it from being smacked by a tree, and her legs and feet were soaking wet. I had scrapes on my arms -- I don't even know how or why. Oh yes, and I had a large gash in my knee from when I had fallen onto one of the metal grips of Alex's snowshoes (I had been carrying them in my hands at the time). Seriously, I had to pull her snowshoe out of my knee. Arg. But-- we were now back at the car, and very very happy about being back at the car.

We both agree we will wait until that soft snow is GONE from the trails before we do another 4K. Adios 'til late next month.

CHRIS
04-27-2009, 06:51 AM
Besides the postholing and bruises and scraps it looks like you guys had a great day. Nice to see t shirts and shorts again. Great pictures. My wife told me I should have went hiking this weekend but my daughter had the stomach flu since Tuesday and she finnally got better on Saturday so I took her out for the day around the house but I wish I could have been up North. Oh well she is more important. Thanks for sharing.

JimS
04-27-2009, 06:56 AM
I really think on your quest to the grid that April poses the most challenges. Glad you made the best of the trail conditions on this one! Looked like a great day!

mtruman
04-27-2009, 07:36 AM
A lot of work and suffering in both directions but looks like it was incredible on top. Glad you got a good payoff anyway! Great pics.

TrishandAlex
04-27-2009, 06:06 PM
Thanks guys.

Chris -- you definitely did the better thing by helping your sister! Family is always more important. THanks for your kind words, you are always so nice in your responses to people's TRs.

Jim -- yup, I see what everyone means about April/early May. I guess with more experience I'll get better at it. Though Alex of course has NO desire to get used to that, so I'll have to wait til next year to get more April-type hikes under my belt.

Mark -- thanks for your words. Two days later, both Alex and I have massive bruises on our knees and elbows, and we're full of cuts and scrapes. Oh well, we feel like we earned them so it's not so bad. ;)