Wednesday, February 11, 2015


On a relatively warm (20s) day with lots of clouds Linda Moore and I spent a few hours plowing through deep powder to a couple of spots on the north slope of Mount Waternomee. As luck would have it, Erin Paul Donovan told me he had broken a track up into that area the day before. His strong effort sure made our trek easier - thanks, Erin!

Erin's talk of knee to thigh-deep powder prompted me to break out my old 30" Tubbs, which had sat idle for a decade. One step after climbing over the parking lot snowbank I heard a horrible cracking sound. Guess the plastic got brittle over the years. Luckily I had my regular pair of tailed MSRs in the car. Glad it didn't happen a mile in amidst the deep snow.

"Jakey's Crag" seen from the from field near the old DOT garage site, not far from the Beaver Brook trailhead.

There's a brook under there somewhere.

Erin's track followed a great route, cutting the grade on the steeper slopes.

A peek back at the folds of Kinsman Notch.

After a mile we cut off and broke trail across to the "Waternomee Waterslide." It was slow going in the deep snow!

We dropped down a steep slope to the base of the waterslide. This snowy swath is steeper than it looks in the photo.

Taking a break.

We climbed up along the left edge of the waterslide, which is a huge ledgy ramp in summer. Out on the slide the snow cover was much thinner, with ice underneath.

Looking down the slide and across at the peak bearing the Dilly Cliffs above Lost River.

Heading to the edge for a lunch break near the top of the slide.

Another angle on the view down. Looks like there's potential for a nifty backcountry ski run.

Linda breaking trail back across to our inbound tracks.

Steep and deep! This made us appreciate the effort Erin put in breaking his track solo.

Looking back at the waterslide through the trees, with a steep buttress beyond.

An old bear tree.

Returning to Erin's track, we followed it upward through glorious glades.

Winding through a winter wonderland.

Deep enough! This is about what folks in Weymouth, MA have in their back yard.


We plowed a short way above the end of Erin's track to view this wonderfully open hardwood glade.

Heading back down, some views through the trees.

The sun lights up "Lost River Mountain."

By chance we spotted this cryptic sign, like the "ZEM ZEM" one that's also in this neighborhood.

A window view to Black Mountain, Mount Huntington and the Loon ski trails.

A Pileated Woodpecker at work.

An old warrior yellow birch.

A small beech tree doing a split.

Looking back to beautiful blue skies.

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