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On Saturday following Thanksgiving, my hiking partner and I started off from out lodgings at my brother’s house at 6:30 for a 2 1/2-hour drive to Savage Gulf State Park. It is not particularly close to anything which is a bane and benefit. We had expected it to be in the low-20’s, but clouds held in heat overnight for a low-30’s beginning. I had never been there before though I had it on my bucket list for years. The draw was the Stone Door. The name seems mysterious if not odd for a natural feature, so I wanted to see it. I knew that we could also see some waterfalls. There were several more than I had expected and more water flowing over them than is usual for the Cumberland Plateau. My brother later told me that it had been raining quite a bit down their way which explains it. If you want to see some of what we experienced, check out “Water Falling.”

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I have repeated many hikes over the years, but usually it is after the passage of considerable time. I had planned a hike with two young couples, one of whom asked that we go to The Channels because she heard that it was cool. Off we went. I have still not gone up from the Gap, however. For even though we got there reasonably early, there was no parking spot. So, I knew the trailhead on the other side of the mountain, and we made our way there, hoping the gates were open. They were. One advantage to this side is that we only saw one other couple on the trail. I hope that you enjoy the pictures of our hike at “Channel 2“.

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As was the case on my last trip out (“New Attempt“), the weather only marginally cooperated. It had rained vociferously the night before and a fog lay heavily over the forest silencing nearly all voices. Little Wilson Creek, however, sang out joyously, her pulchritudinous cascades heavily laden with the copious runoff of the recent deluge. I tried to get on the warm-up climb, Jigsaw, but the way to the first bolt was dripping and treacherous. After abandoning this initial attempt, it rained lightly. Thinking that climbing was not in our purview for this day, we nonetheless searched Mountain Project for the order and difficulty of climbs, as my memory was a bit remiss concerning details of climbs with which I had much earlier been familiar. We found a climb within my wheelhouse under a small roof that was only damp. I knew that I could not go to the rings at the top of the climb since the climb above the roof was actively being rained upon, albeit lightly. The roof was just sufficient for my group of eight and their equipment to avoid a slow soaking. I set off up the route adding several cams between bolts. Though the face was only damp, I quickly discovered that the crack needed to ascend was party to a small trickle that would not be slowed by any amount of chalk. After several skating hold failures, I gained the roof and set up a three cam anchor. Everyone attempted it more than once, several successfully. I cleaned it at the end, and after all the visual beta, I climbed it clean. All the while, the multitudinous attempts and further belay training, the weather and single climb to be done dampened no ones spirits or conversations, many stories and smiles being shared around. Our hope is to return for the next outing on a dryer day to attempt several of the other climbs. Check out our pictures of the trip at “Soggy Scaling.”

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You can’t always make it to your destination, but you can keep making effort and most usually progress in that direction. Since the age of 41, I have considered myself a rock climber. It is not the most important thing about me, nor the most permanent, but it is good fodder for conversation, anticipation, challenge, and blog entries. Since moving back to East Tennessee after 30 years of absence, I had only climbed three times on rope and about three times bouldering in three years (1).

Besides time, there was the issue of finding a partner. I may have solved that problem. I began going weekly to a Bouldering Gym in Bristol (2) in February. I have met many enthusiastic young people who want to climb outdoors. I offered a trip to one of my old crags for Saturday last. Five climbers responded, three of which had never been climbing outdoors and another who had not been rope climbing. I harkened back to teaching climbing to high schoolers in Western North Carolina. Getting six busy people to schedule on the same day at the same time is a bit challenging, but we made it happen, albeit on a less-than-ideal weather day (3). To see a bit of what we did, click on “Old Digs, New Gig“.

  1. https://creatorworship.net/2023/05/15/playing-along-the-line/ , https://creatorworship.net/2023/06/02/at-long-last-2/ , https://creatorworship.net/2024/04/09/bays-mountain-climbing-again/
  2. https://www.appalachianboulderingcenter.com/
  3. It was that seventh partner that failed to totally coordinate with the others, but we worked around his schedule.

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A bit over two years ago my hiking partner and I went across the Pond Mountain Wilderness at Pond Mountain Peak from Watauga Lake to the Appalachian Trail (see “Bushwhacking Pond“). This day, several Saturday ago now, we were headed back to the wilderness to explore up a mountain creek that looked interesting to my partner. Now, I thought, ‘Bushwhacking up a mountain creek involves rhododendron/laurel thickets’, which gets a bit wearisome without a goal and set amount of time. But hey, I’m up for most anything, so in we plunged in, this time with an Initiate. After perhaps a half of an hour, I suggested that we add a goal and possibly a way out of the thicket. This holler is at the base of Pond Mtn. So, straight up slope we went. The thickets thinned and thickened but really didn’t subside all the way to the ridge. When you get on the side of the ridge in trees and particularly thicket, you cannot see the top. We did fairly well though, peaking the ridge less than an eighth of a mile from the peak and benchmark. None of us wanted to retrace that route back down, so we decided to follow the ridge along the heretofore low maintained trail back to the lake. Well, that was two years ago before Hurrican Helene. Except for short stints of reasonable trail, there were piles of down trees of every size to go around and through. When we finally got back to the road and the lake, we had done approximately six miles. Problem was, we estimated that we were two and a half miles by road from the car. So, I left my pack and ran/walked to the car. As I progressed up the holler, the road kept getting steeper. If you really like bushwhacking, I’ve got a “Bushwhacker’s Special” just for you. Click on it to see a few pictures.

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I have so meant to put up more blog entries about catechism questions and progress on my workshop, but life has gotten so busy that I may not even continue with this blog for the foreseeable future. I’ve said that before and have taken some months off now and then, but I have always come back to it since I first started in 2007.

One reason I come back is that I enjoy sharing the joys of getting out in the woods and spending time with family and friends. After too long of a time, I persuaded 5 young people to go on a little hike with me. The day was beautiful, the wildflowers were abundant, and the conversation was encouraging.

Check out a few of the things we saw and did at Little Stony Falls.

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Baxter State Park is about Mt. Katahdin, right? It is certainly the most popular destination in the park, but it is a true wilderness with very few roads and those are all gravel. It has other mountains. It has streams, waterfalls, ponds galore, and some 209,000 acres of northern forest. The day after I climbed Mt. Katahdin, I took several hikes adding up to 10 miles that sampled some of the other sites of the park. Check it out at “Pond, Peaks, and Falls“.

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What do you do on a day after achieving a serious goal? Rest, celebrate? Sure, that works, but how do you rest and celebrate? Frequently, circumstances dictate what you do, but I had the joy of spending it with grandchildren, yet again doing what I love to do, explore in the woods. Together with their father and mother, we went to Diana’s Baths and then Cathedral Ledge, and then I was on the road again. See for yourself at “The Baths“.

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Continuing on my vacation (see “Challenging, Inspiring, Tiring“) by leaving the blessed fellowship at church in Essex Junction, VT, I headed east to North Conway, NH, to meet my daughter and her family. I realized from road signs that I would soon be passing through Montpelier, the capital of Vermont. As an elementary school child, I was always very interested in geography, certainly because of my family’s vacations, family discussions, and National Geographics in the home. Trivia facts about places clung to me like flies on flypaper. I was always fascinated by the prospect of the Montpelier capital building dome coated in gold. I must see it I thought. As this story unfolds, you will see several examples of things that I have wanted to see or do for decades. One major one was to bag a sixer. Come along for the ride to see just what I mean by clicking on “A Fierce Mountain To Be So Short“.

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I just had the privilege of going on my first vacation in several years. Oh, I’ve taken a weekend here or there, but this trip was 10 solid days. The title represents how I have been describing it when someone asks how my vacation went. Each of those words has a double meaning to me.

Challenging can be good or bad, and it was both. I enjoy being challenged by a strenuous physical activity. I climbed two significant mountains and did other hiking. Conversely, I drove many miles and endured black flies in Maine.

The beauty of God’s creation always inspires me in two ways. We are drawn to beauty, variety, order, bigness, in a word, grandeur. The reason we are drawn to beauty is because it points us to God’s beauty, power, knowledge, creativity, and supply for us. That in turns causes me to want to worship and serve Him more and better.

Most people I talk to want a vacation to be relaxing. I smile to myself and think of the Norman Rockwell painting of the family in the car on the way to and from vacation (1). I choose to embrace the tired and take on some bucket list challenge. Afterall, you come home in order to get rest from vacation, right? My definition of vacation is an enjoyable change of pace that puts you mind at ease. That may be relaxing or strenuous, depending on your personality and physical, mental, and spiritual state. On the vacation that I am beginning here to detail, it was tiring for two reasons. I hiked 38 miles in 8 days. For an AT through hiker that is two to three days, though I say even most of them have trouble with 21 of those miles that I did. Secondly, I drove 2650 miles to get to these hikes and visit several friends and family members along the way. Being somewhat of a stats guy, that means that I drove 70 miles for every one mile that I hiked. That probably means that some of you are questioning my sanity (yes, including you, BST!), but when you have certain limits, challenges are increased. There was also a heat wave in the NE that pushed me to beat the heat with early rising, 4, 4:30, and 5 AM.

With that thorough introduction, let me begin the story of my 2024 trip to New England by you clicking on “Lackawana to Smuggler’s Notch“.

  1. https://www.nrm.org/HEA/GAC/

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Halfway through high school I took up backpacking with my older brother’s friend. We hiked quite regularly all through my senior year of high school, 4 years of college, and for a few years declining frequency into my marriage. Most of our trips were one, two, or three nights. Though we always intended to go longer, we never did go longer than 6 nights. Even so, two nights is enough to clear your head and your lungs. Carrying a pack weighing between 30 and 45 pounds up and down steep grades is challenging. Our packs tended to be on the heavier side because we preferred to hike in winter and carry our own tent. We could have cut a few pounds, but equipment was not as light then as now. I have spent many years and many miles day hiking since my 20’s but very few nights out since then. After our backpacking days, our families spent some time together camping and visiting for nearly a decade but various things in our lives over the years drew us apart.

Today the business I work for was shut down for snow. I arose late and had a leisurely day about the house with my wife, only going out for an afternoon walk in the snow. Midmorning I received a message from my old backpacking buddy. He sent a picture of three fresh faced young men in full gear at the beginning of the trail smiling for our pre-trail photo. Check it out at “Old Backpacking Memories.”

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I must confess that I have been to so many waterfalls in East Tennessee and Western North Carolina that relating names to scenes is a lost cause with me. So, when my hiking partner said that he would like to take his brother to Margarette Falls, I responded that I had probably been there but couldn’t remember. His brother was in for the week on business and to visit from Vancouver, WA. I knew miles before we got to the parking lot that I had been there not so long ago. In fact, it is a bit embarrassing to recall that it had been as recently as September, 2022 (check it out at “Birthday Hike“). This hike was different for many reasons. Compare this Tuesday hike of about ten days ago with the one 15 months ago at “M and B Falls.”

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The link does not include pictures or descriptions of the night before soup dinner, the flag football game, or the other meals and late evening discussions, but it does include details on things that I directly participated in and could take pictures of. I went hard at the flag football game and have the sore muscles to prove it. I realized that I am the last of my generation to be playing, the next oldest being in his early 40’s. I am thankful to have an active life. Check out my pictures and commentary at “Active Thanksgiving.”

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Yesterday, I went along with four young people to hike to and explore The Channels just north of Abingdon, VA. It was a beautiful day in every sense. Check it out at “The Channels“.

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Unaka Mountain Road is a 12-mile gravel traverse of the flanks of Unaka Mountain between TN 107 and TN 395 above Erwin. From the TN 107 end, it is a short distance up to an unmarked wide place in the road to park for the short downhill scramble to Red Fork Falls. You cross the creek twice and arrive at the top of the falls. The way down to the base is quite steep but reasonable if you stay off of the enticing cascades. There are actually several smaller falls below the main one and a fascinating rock sluice in between them.

At just over halfway along the gravel (~7 miles), you come to the Emerald Forest Trailhead. A pleasant 1-mile stroll up the Appalachian Trail brings you to the top of the mountain, which is densely covered in Red Spruce trees. There is no view and nothing unusual, but the higher elevation environment with birches and beeches transitioning into Red Spruce and the occasional Balsam Fir (1) all carpeted with mosses, ferns, and wildflowers is pleasant and sparsely traveled. The pure stand of spruce at the peak nearly prevents undergrowth with trunks and dead needles the same color, giving the scene an eerie silence. From afar the peak appears foreboding with the dark cap of spruce needles.

After this leg stretcher, we drove on to Beauty Spot. I told my young friend that I had visited these places (2) last some 35 plus years earlier before he was born. The site has changed somewhat. Either they let the trees grow up around the parking lot or they have moved it, as it seemed to me, because it felt different. You used to be able to get a 360-degree view from the parking lot, but now you have to walk out into the field. And on the south slopes there are small trees grown up that prevent seeing the NC mountains as well. The Spot is aptly named and as is to be expected, this spot was crowded on this Sunday evening.

We didn’t go on any long or difficult hike, but we did get to do a little exploring, see miles of beauty in the macro-, meso-, and micro-environments along the way, and discuss things of interest and substance. Whether you look near or far, there is much beauty and reflected glory of the Creator. That is a good day out. Check out the pictures and commentary at “Red Fork Falls and Beauty Spot.”

  1. The Balsam Wooly Aphid has nearly eliminated the fir from atop this 5100′ peak unlike the top of other peaks (e.g. Clingman’s Dome) where they are making a strong comeback.
  2. Minus Red Fork Falls, a new find for me

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I was talking with a man who I had just met at church today. While sharing various things about each other, we agreed that we like mountains. I mentioned that I like hiking in the mountains. He responded, “Why do you like hiking?”

I paused, not because I had to think why, but because as I momentarily replied, “How don’t I like it?” I could go on and on. The list that I gave him was brief but suggested the deep variety of my reasons for liking to be in the woods. It was fun to make and a to z list of why I like to hike:

-availability: usually at no cost other than the gas to get there and ready whenever I

          have the opportunity to avail myself

-challenge: pushing myself, exercise, distance, steepness, bushwhacking,

negotiating difficult terrain

-colors: leaves of early Spring, deep greens of Summer; Fall’s polychrome; the

          bronze buds and hues of grays and browns of winter bark; the many faces of

          sky and water per season, weather, and time of day

-conversation: with God and with a hiking partner

-exploration: finding new, rarely visited, unique, beautiful spots

-flora: trees in every season and species and shape and maturity; shrubs

          from Flaming Azalea to Doghobble to Rhododendron to Sweetbush;

          herbaceous varieties in bloom and sprouting and full foliage; fungi, lichen,

          mosses, and liverworts

-geology: types; landforms in rock and soil, especially cliffs; random rocks- shiny,

          unique, unexpected

-glory: Due and seen for the infinite, beauty-loving, intelligent, personal Creator

-growing: alive, flourishing, productive, resilient, reproducing

-health: to body, mind, and spirit or trying hard and resting in emotion

-invigorating: Am I beginning to be synonymously redundant?

-memories: of more than 50 years of consistently being on the trail

-promoting: curiosity, knowledge, scientific and Creationist thinking

-sharing: seeing one or two others’, only rarely with groups, pleasure at things I

          show them

-solitude: alone (I do like to hike alone sometimes.), quiet, space for thinking, lack

          of people, distance and exclusion from development

-topography: Folded mountains particularly, I guess since that is what I grew up seeing.

-trails: smooth, rough, steep, flat, lightly traveled, leading somewhere or to the

          known goal

-variety: Just look at this list!

-water: streams flowing and falling and frozen, ponds, sloughs and bogs, rain,

          clouds, humidity and fog, snow and sleet and ice

-weather: anticipation, arrival, artistry, animating

-zoological: mammals from bears to bats to mountain boomers, deer

          birds- song, raptors, water, gliders, woodpeckers owls; reptiles- lizards,

snakes (I don’t seek out the poisonous ones but they do bring and adrenaline

rush.); spiders and other arachnids, insects (not mosquitoes or gnats),

millipedes and centipedes; fish in the streams; crustaceans- snail and crayfish (We call them

crawdads.); amphibians- frogs, toads, salamanders

I wonder what I left off. I am so blessed and thankful to God for the opportunity and love of the mountains. They so speak of His loveliness and power and creativity and sustaining hand.

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I use the phrase, “a stroll in the woods”, to describe many of my outings. Truth be told, they are usually anything but that, being more related to major challenges in the form of strenuous, extreme, view or waterfall goaled pursuits, or bushwhacking. This hike was little more than a stroll in the woods, easy walking, quite pleasant, not recently logged, low underbrush woods. I was amazed several times at how far we had come in such a little time. Only at the end did we break out of the pleasant wood onto a large field. And there we came across an unexpected surprise. Check it out at “Ridgewalk.”

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Not being an expert in my language and far less so in any other language, I am fascinated by multiple definitions of many words. Many times the different definitions share a focus, but other times you have to wonder what mental gymnastics occurred in order to bring about such a definition.

Topographic features have a multitude of names, sometimes with technical differences and other times with only regional usage differences. For example, terms for flowing water in English are many: river, stream, creek, branch, brook, tributary, estuary, course, rivulet, run, rill, and flow to name several. Many of these terms have specific definitions that differentiate them from the others. For instance, an estuary, which you might confuse for a bay, is actually a flooded riverbed. It gives evidence from the erosional pattern on its bed that the ocean was once shallower and the river flowed across the land there.

Other terms for flowing water are vaguer. Consider, what is the difference in a brook and a stream? A less used term, at least in my neck of the woods, is a run. It seems to be more commonly used for upscale subdivision names than actual watercourses. In my mind (opinion?) a run is a small stream that has more or less continuous flow.*

There is a run, Laurel Run, near where I live. I wonder who named it, or more specifically, where they were from that they used the word run rather than crick, a more popular slang in our parts.

The really amazing part of this musing is that the subject of this blog, a hike with a friend, was an excuse to go off on a language tangent about flowing water. Well, at least my mind is not stagnant. If you want to get to the pictures of our hike, click on “Laurel Run and Pretty Ridge.”

*That reminds me. Is a wash a dry watercourse or a stream that is frequently dry? One is a landform whereas the other is the flow across that landform.

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Refalls

I do like to explore new parts of the woods, mountains, and streams, but I also like to show others some frequented beauties. Check out my pictures of just that at “Refalls“.

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I was going to call this “The Downside” to go with the last entry, “The Upside“, but downside has too many unpleasant connotations. There was one downside, however. As of the last entry, we stood atop Cliff Top of Mt. LeConte, 6.6 miles into the trip. Given our chosen route, we still had another 9.0 miles to go, and it wore sorely upon us. Trillium Gap Trail (TGT) was definitely the better downhill choice, but we should have hiked across to the Rainbow Falls trailhead from the TGT-head rather than leaving that traverse for late in the day. It was a pleasant walk with things to see, but, tired as we were, I did not take as many pictures. Click on “LeConte Descent” to see what notable things we saw.

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