Mt. Hitchcock
Where: Mt. Hitchcock
When: Summer, 1986 (?)
With: Chip & Dave
I'm not sure how we decided to head where we did on this hike. We started in on the Wilderness Trail (WT) and at some point crossed the river and scrambled up the other shore. We made our way through thick growth and finally came out on a dirt road. We crossed that and started to head up the mountain, aiming toward some water. We found one good stream...I recall skinny-dipping and having Dave rescue a wayward sock floating downstream.
We continued through the woods toward the sound of more water. The map showed a sizable stream that we established as a goal. We found the other stream and the remnants of a road on its bank, which we followed upstream. We termed the area the Dead Woods, because of the scrubby growth and general dampness. We set up camp on a small level spot and set up a fire down by the stream. After some exploring further uphill, we returned to the camp for dinner and an evening by the fire.
At one point, I strung a rope down to the fire site from the tents, which turned out to be handy. Chip went to bed early and Dave and I were left with putting out the fire. Of course it went pitch black once we did that and we made our way up to the tents by following the rope and crawling up the embankment. By the time we got to the top, Chip was laughing about the cursing we'd done on the way.
We played the next day...I recall climbing trees, skinny dipping, and standing to dry in the sun. Finally we headed down the old road until we came out on the dirt road by the river. We followed that back to the parking lot.
When: Summer, 1986 (?)
With: Chip & Dave
I'm not sure how we decided to head where we did on this hike. We started in on the Wilderness Trail (WT) and at some point crossed the river and scrambled up the other shore. We made our way through thick growth and finally came out on a dirt road. We crossed that and started to head up the mountain, aiming toward some water. We found one good stream...I recall skinny-dipping and having Dave rescue a wayward sock floating downstream.
We continued through the woods toward the sound of more water. The map showed a sizable stream that we established as a goal. We found the other stream and the remnants of a road on its bank, which we followed upstream. We termed the area the Dead Woods, because of the scrubby growth and general dampness. We set up camp on a small level spot and set up a fire down by the stream. After some exploring further uphill, we returned to the camp for dinner and an evening by the fire.
At one point, I strung a rope down to the fire site from the tents, which turned out to be handy. Chip went to bed early and Dave and I were left with putting out the fire. Of course it went pitch black once we did that and we made our way up to the tents by following the rope and crawling up the embankment. By the time we got to the top, Chip was laughing about the cursing we'd done on the way.
We played the next day...I recall climbing trees, skinny dipping, and standing to dry in the sun. Finally we headed down the old road until we came out on the dirt road by the river. We followed that back to the parking lot.
