Our hike to Mount Avalon was preceded by a buffet breakfast at the AMC Highland Center.
We snowshoed to the Avalon trail across from the Old Crawford Depot visitor center and on the other side of the railroad tracks.
The trailhead was blown shut with a 4 foot drift but looked to be somewhat "broken" out further up the path.
We were optimistic that maybe someone had punched through the previous days snowfall. Upon hiking on the snow blown path for about a quarter mile we ran into a man who had camped out a short distance up the trail and he told us that he broke the trail for approximatly another 100 yards then gave up when he encounterd drifts up to his waist.
We soon came upon the section he mentioned and he wasn't joking.
LET THE FUN BEGIN
We struggled through incredible drifts of snow; the deepest we've seen in all our years of winter hiking.
And with ever increasing incline it just made it more difficult. Blazes were almost covered by the drifts.
At one point JL was crossing what appeared to be a stream, when the snowbridge gave way and he sank up to his waist and couldn't get his foot out of the depression. Little d pulled him out after about 10 minutes of floundering.
"Would someone please remind me why I'm doing this"?
Shortly after reaching the junction of the Avalon trail and the A-Z trail, we turned left leaving us with just another .5 miles to go. Struggling another .2 miles we then lost the trail. NOW WHAT!!
We looked and looked but couldn't find a yellow blaze and were reaching the point at which we were just going to give up and return, without summiting. It was then that we heard voices; it was a white bearded gentleman and his son. They thanked us for busting out the trail and asked when we started. 9:15 we replied and told them that we couldn't find the next blaze. Brian (the son) scoured the hillside like a freight train searching for the trail. Finally after about half and hour he found the trail. Our group (now 4) continued on with Brian leading the way. We reached the Mt. Avalon (summit 100 yds.) sign at about 2 pm. and summited at 2:15 pm (5 hours to go 1.8 miles)
Here's Brian and his dad.
Views of Mount Websters' cliffs were spectacular.
The Presidential summits were shrouded in clouds.
Jimmy Legs and Little d on top of Mount Avalon.
View towards the Northeast with the Highland Center far below.
Descending, after being on the summit for 45 minutes, we couldn't belileve the depth of the snow we had to go through to reach our goal.
Further down the trail we ran into two hikers wanting to photograph the sunset from the summit of Mount Avalon. Turned out to be none other than Jim Salge and Ryan Knapp from the Mount Washington Observatory and members of Views From The Top.
It was great meeting you guys.
We've always admired Jims photos and suggested he publish a book of his works.
We finished back at the depot at 3:50 pm.
Our reward for todays adventure: 2 for 1 pizza from the Red Fox in Jackson.