Wednesday, September 23, 2009


A FULL DAY ON PASSACONAWAY: 9/22/09

I usually make a September work trip to the Passaconaway Cutoff, a trail I maintain as a volunteer adopter through the AMC Four Thousand Footer Club, often with the help of several generous friends. This middle of my three annual trips is usually a solo effort devoted to brushing and removing any blowdowns that came down during the summer. (The third trip is for the fall cleaning of drainages, usually in late October.) Here is Passaconaway viewed from the East Ledges of Hedgehog, with Nanamocomuck Peak (marked by a slide) on the left.



There was more brushing than I expected, perhaps due to the abundant moisture earlier in the summer. On the upper half of this trail the hobblebush wars are never really won. After several hours of brushing, and cutting of six small blowdowns, I had completed the day's work by a little after 1:00 pm.

It was a cloudy day but with only a slight chance of rain, so I planned to continue up the trail and either a) bushwhack to a cliff on a steep southeastern spur of Mt. Passaconaway or b) follow the Square Ledge Trail and Walden Trail to the summit of Passaconaway and take in the vistas from its several fine viewpoints.

I followed the Square Ledge Trail down through a gravelly, ledgy dip and up past an old logging camp site where a former route of the Passaconaway Cutoff came up. This camp was part of the big Conway Lumber Company operation in the Swift River valley from 1906-1916. An old sled runner is still visible at this ferny mini-clearing.



A short distance farther the Square Ledge Trail crosses the base of an old slide on the steep north face of Nanamocomuck Peak.



A careful one-minute scramble up the climber's right side of the slide brings you to a rock seat where you look down on the trail. Be careful not to kick any loose rocks down the slide!



From here there is a nice view of Hedgehog Mountain with Mt. Tremont and Bartlett Haystack beyond and Mt. Washington rising in the distance. The slide is one of the nicest secluded nooks in the Sandwich Range Wilderness.



A close-up of the impressive East Ledges of Hedgehog.


The massive cone of Mt. Passaconaway looms close at hand. From here I could study the cliff I hoped to visit. Accessibility looked marginal, but the distance wasn't great, so I decided to give it a shot. I left the Square Ledge Trail farther up the slope. My plan was to flank the cliff, climbing above it and then descending the steep slope to its top. I whacked uphill for a ways through reasonably open woods, then swung right and up towards what I hoped was the top of the cliff.



The woods soon became thicker and strewn with blowdown, forcing several detours.



When I reached a point where I thought was above the cliff, I started descending the steep slope. I soon ran into a buzzsaw of extremely dense small conifers, liberally sprinkled with prickly fallen tree trunks that were hard as bone. In places it was physically impossible to move forward. How thick was it? The zippers on both water bottle pockets on my pack were pulled open, and the malevolent branches pulled the stem out on my watch and set the time back two hours. This happy stuff continued down the slope as far as I could see. I wasn't even sure the cliff was below me - it could have been off to either side, and every hard-earned foot down would have to be regained on the way back up. In bushwhacking as well as cards, sometimes you just have to fold 'em and move on. Before abandoning this foolish venture I took a couple photos of what limited views were available from this thicket.




I went back up to woods that were slightly less trying, and started heading west across the slope to the Walden Trail. From one spot I had a peek at the slide on Nanamocomuck.



After traversing an area with quite a few blowdowns, I crossed a tiny dry brookbed and suddenly found myself in beautiful open fir woods. I was experiencing the bushwhacking version of yin and yang. These lovely woods led me upslope to the Walden Trail, partway up the summit cone of Passaconaway.


Walden is a great trail, perhaps the signature route of the Sandwich Range. In its 2.8 miles it features improbably steep, gravelly climbs, easy meandering stretches with good footing, wild and beautiful forests, and sweet, secluded viewpoints. Several sections of this trail underwent major reconstruction by the trail crews of the Wonalancet Out Door Club (www.wodc.org) from 1997-2001. Over 10,000 hours of work went into this project, and over 500 rock steps were built, including those seen here.




Near the top of the climb on Passaconaway's cone, the trail shoots up a jumble of granite boulders.



It passes a rock wall before turning left to climb to the south viewpoint.


The south viewpoint is a white ledge with a fine vista of Mt. Whiteface, the Wonalancet Range, and the Lakes Region. Hikers who climb Passaconaway up and back by Dicey's Mill Trail only will miss this viewspot, and also the east and north vistas. Hence you often hear complaints about Passaconaway's lack of views. They are there, and they are superb, you just have to walk a little extra to get them. Even coming up Dicey's Mill, you can see all the views by making the side trip down to the north view (see below), and continuing on a short loop around the upper mountain down the Walden Trail and back across to Dicey's Mill by the East Loop.


The south ledge is a nice hangout spot. On this late afternoon fog was swirling down in the Wonalancet River valley.


A profile of the Blueberry Ledge Trail ridge, leading up to the south summit of Whiteface.



A short, steep climb hoisted me to the east viewpoint, a ledge that was cleared off by the naturalist Frank Bolles (whose At the North of Bearcamp Water is one of my favorite White Mountain reads) around 1890. Someone apparently tried to emulate him recently by hacking off branches on the two trees seen on the far side of the ledge.



Even without the view clearing, there is a great look down at Mt. Paugus, the backside of Square Ledge, and the upper Oliverian Brook valley. This vantage point gives Passaconaway an especially lofty feel.


Chocorua anchors the east end of the Sandwich Range.


Mt. Washington reigns supreme to the north.


The Walden Trail wanders across the summit area of Passaconaway, a high wooded plateau.


The mountain's most dramatic view is found on the north side, via a side path that descends 0.3 mile and 200 feet to what Passaconaway area historian Charles Edward Beals, Jr. called a "lofty eagle-nest of a cliff." This is the upper end of the long-closed Downes Brook Slide Trail (which has been illegally maintained at times; it is a very dangerous route when wet). It was almost 5 pm so I didn't have time to go down there today.


Here's a sampling of the north view taken on a 2007 winter trek.



Where the Walden Trail meets the Dicey's Mill Trail, a side path leads to the wooded, viewless summit.


This seems to be the "official" high point. Back in the 80s there actually was a view towards Whiteface a few feet farther along, at least with several feet of snow.


Just before that high point, a side path splits left to another potential high point. When in doubt, do 'em both.



A few yards down the Dicey's Mill Trail is the NW viewpoint.



This is mostly a standup viewpoint, but it offers a sweep that includes the Franconia Range (in the clouds on the left) and Hancock and Carrigain (on the right) with the Bond-Twin group beyond.


Close by to the west, Tripyramid wore a cottony shroud.



After a few minutes the South and Middle Peaks broke free.



The hour was late, and I had to hustle down. But I did find time for a short bushwhack to the top of a cliff with a view of the Wonalancet Range and down into the hidden valley of the east branch of the Wonalancet River.



Back at the Passaconaway Cutoff junction I retrieved my tools, and, as has been the norm of late (to my wife's chagrin, and rightfully so), I did the last couple of miles by headlamp.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

THE MIGHTY CARRIGAIN: 9/15/09

Few peaks dominate the White Mountain landscape like Mt. Carrigain, the 4,700-ft. behemoth that looms at the southeastern corner of the Pemigewasset Wilderness. Looking out from just about any major viewpoint, Carrigain's distinctive hump-backed profile is part of the scene. One of the best perspectives on the mountain is from Zeacliff.



I love the description given by Laura and Guy Waterman in Forest and Crag, their classic history of Northeastern hiking: "...the quintessential eastern mountain, in lordly isolation at the south end of the Pemi, with its deep-cut sides, majestic ridges and hidden secrets."

Here's a different angle on Carrigain, from a ledge on a nameless knob east of Whitewall Mtn.


An eastern perspective from Mt. Crawford...


From the southeast, seen from a ledge on the backside of Owl's Cliff (near Mt. Tremont)...


And a look from the northwest, off the cliffs of the Pemi Wilderness Owl's Head...


The usual way to climb Carrigain, of course, is a solid up-and-back 10-miler on the Signal Ridge Trail. A longer, wilder and more challenging route is the 13.6 mile loop through Carrigain Notch, down into the remote "Desolation" region in the eastern Pemi Wilderness, and then up the steep Desolation Trail on the north side of the mountain. I had done this route with several friends in 1999 as one of our annual CROPWALK anti-hunger fundraising hikes. That was my last visit to Carrigain, so a return trip was long overdue.

On Tuesday morning I started off around 8:15 am on the Signal Ridge Trail. The crossing of Whiteface Brook near the start was easy, and soon an easy climb led past some nice cascades.




At 1.7 miles I turned right onto the Carrigain Notch Trail, a longtime favorite.

After an easy hop across Carrigain Brook, I made a short detour to the edge of a beaver pond with a glimpse of Signal Ridge rising above the trees.



The first mile of Carrigain Notch Trail is a very pleasant stroll through a fine hardwood forest, with good footing.


Along the way you cross several dry stony streambeds.



From a little gravel bar in the brook you can look up at the slabs on Vose Spur.

The trail passes by the boulder where many New England Hundred Highest aspirants begin their off-trail trek to Vose Spur.


Beyond here the trail steepens as it climbs towards Carrigain Notch, as wild a pass as can be found in the Whites. Trees restrict the views to veiled glimpses, such as this peek at the remarkable crack on the west face of Mt. Lowell. This chute has been traversed by a few folks in recent years. Looks well beyond this hiker's comfort level.



At the high point of the trail you enter the Pemi Wilderness.



The cliffs and talus on Lowell. I went up on that talus once years ago and found it to be a very wild and savage kind of place, with treacherous footing.

A couple of years ago Keith D'Alessandro and I went through the notch and whacked up to a somewhat more stable spot on the NW flank of Lowell, a steep gravelly slide patch with a sweeping view over the Pemi and a closeup of Vose Spur with Carrigain's summit behind.




These pole-type spruces are typical of the Carrigain Notch Trail as it descends north from the notch. The two-mile meander down to the floor of the eastern Pemi brings an increasing sense of remoteness.


A sprucey corridor farther down the trail.



At one spot you come beside Notch Brook, reputed to be one of the few gold-bearing streams in the Whites.

Near the junction with the Nancy Pond Trail is a brushy area that was devastated by a microburst storm in the 90s.


Upon reaching the Nancy Pond Trail junction, you turn left onto the old bed of J.E. Henry's most far-flung logging railroad line. From here it was 15 miles to the mills in Lincoln.

The trail passes by the site of Camp 20 near the Desolation Trail junction. Henry's crews stayed here while clean-cutting the northern slopes of Carrigain and Hancock about 1910-1915. The "Desolation" name was applied to this region after the axes and saws fell silent.


I found a sled runner poking up from the leaves.




One of the more remote trail junctions in the Whites.

Before tackling the Desolation Trail, I continued north a short distance on the Carrigain Notch Trail through a wonderful spruce forest.


I made my way down to the Carrigain Branch, a beautiful wide stream. The summit of Carrigain could be glimpsed looming 2,500 feet above.

Carrigain Branch has ledge slabs, cascades and pools to admire. I vowed to return and do more exploring along this stream.


At 1:00 pm it was time to suck it up and get after the climb up Desolation Trail: 2,500 ft. in 1.9 miles. The first part followed an old, straight road along the west side of Carrigain's NW ridge.


Farther up the road angled across to the east side, where it clung to a steep slope along a remarkable sidecut.


Where the road ended, a deep, trackless ravine could be glimpsed to the left.


At about 3,600 ft. the trail began its steepest rise: 1,100 ft. in the last 0.6 mile. The first part of this pitch led up a tumble of slippery, angular rocks - tricky footing and not a good route to descend.



An occasional view towards the Pemi provided a welcome excuse for a breather.


After the rocky stretch the footing became less difficult, but the grade was relentless right to the top.

After a slow two-hour climb, I emerged into low scrub just below the summit. Gasping for breath, I stopped to enjoy the Pemi views from the ground. Even without the tower, there are some great views on Carrigain. A look at the Bond range.


Looking over the Shoal Pond Brook drainage to Zealand Notch.


Lafayette and Lincoln above Owl's Head.



The gateway to the Desolation Trail at the top.


On to the tower, where the view is elevated to the stupendous.



A zoom on Zealand Notch.


The Sandwich Range to the south.



A look down at some ledges on a low northeastern knob of Hancock. I visited these years ago and dubbed the place "Carrigain View Ledge" for the massive vista up to the big peak. This spot also had an unusual view up the valley of the west fork of Carrigain Branch.


The great cliffs below Northwest Hancock. Some friends and I visited the uppermost crag when we climbed that peak in 1995. Some unique views from that airy perch.




Though there was a persistent cloud cover, Monadnock was visible on Tuesday. It can be faintly seen here, just left of Mt. Kearsarge, the prominent distant peak near the right edge of the photo.


South Hancock is quite the pyramid when viewed from Carrigain. Carr (L) and Smarts (R) on the horizon.


Sunlight illuminating the Black Brook valley between Bondcliff and Bond.


Looking down on Signal Ridge.

Of the 43 4000-footers visible from Carrigain, I could see 39 on Tuesday. Only the higher Presidentials were in the clouds.



During my 1 hr. 45 min. summit stay, only one other hiker came by, for just 10 minutes. All told I encountered only five fellow trampers on the entire trek. A farewell shot from the tower before heading down the Signal Ridge Trail.



The old firewarden's well. Don't drink the water...




This hinge is presumably from the warden's cabin.



Signal Ridge, one of the sweetest spots in the mountains.

The sentinels of Carrigain Notch, Vose Spur and Mt. Lowell.



Looking down the steep, scrubby flank of Signal Ridge. Early ascents were made up a drainage below here known as Cobb's Stairs. In the 1870s the Carrigain area was a favorite haunt of the White Mountain Club of Portland, ME. They used this ascent route, and named the ridge "Burnt Hat Ridge" after an incident with a campfire.



Looking back at the summit of Carrigain.

The summit rocks of Signal Ridge.

Signal Ridge casting its shadow towards flat-topped Duck Pond Mtn.



The shadow of Vose Spur creeps up on Mt. Lowell. Time to head for home.



The rocky footing typical of the Signal Ridge Trail.



Last view of the day, from the long traverse on the flank of Signal Ridge. Long summit stay = exit by headlamp, but well worth it!