Old Osseo Trail
Where: Old Osseo Trail
When: Summer, 1987 (?)
With: Chip
I'd enjoyed this hike and convinced Chip to check it out. We headed up Friday night after work and arrived at the Wilderness Trail trailhead in darkness and rain. A Forest ranger came over to check us out and we convinced him we knew where we were going and were properly equipped. We put on the rain gear, grabbed some flashlights and headed in.
Before too long, we were at the Osseo trail and in to the campsite, beside the stream. We set up camp and had a nice dinner of fresh mushroomburgers and vodka. A rainfly created a nice dry area, so we were pretty comfy and wound up staying up past midnight.
The next day was dry and we went up the trail. Easy at the bottom, tough at the top. Very steep with steps cut into the hill. We made it up though, with Chip carrying a huge amount of water, and found the old trail. We made it to the campsite pretty early and spent the afternoon hanging out and sleeping. Some flies were annoying, but otherwise, a nice place. The wind picked up at night and blew our fire back to life at one point after we'd gone to bed, but I put it out and the rest of the night was uneventful.
The next day, we hiked down the trail to the side of the cliff, where Chip climbed out, past my confidence limit. When he came back, we plotted our course. Another bushwhack, but along the ridge this time and then down. A nice plan, but the reality was not so nice. Scrub pine and fallen tree trunks turned it into a hell bushwhack. We got down too low and tried to climb up to the top of the ridge. We made it, but it wasn't fun. We went down the other side and wound up heading straight out to the road, which we followed back to the car. Ouch!
When: Summer, 1987 (?)
With: Chip
I'd enjoyed this hike and convinced Chip to check it out. We headed up Friday night after work and arrived at the Wilderness Trail trailhead in darkness and rain. A Forest ranger came over to check us out and we convinced him we knew where we were going and were properly equipped. We put on the rain gear, grabbed some flashlights and headed in.
Before too long, we were at the Osseo trail and in to the campsite, beside the stream. We set up camp and had a nice dinner of fresh mushroomburgers and vodka. A rainfly created a nice dry area, so we were pretty comfy and wound up staying up past midnight.
The next day was dry and we went up the trail. Easy at the bottom, tough at the top. Very steep with steps cut into the hill. We made it up though, with Chip carrying a huge amount of water, and found the old trail. We made it to the campsite pretty early and spent the afternoon hanging out and sleeping. Some flies were annoying, but otherwise, a nice place. The wind picked up at night and blew our fire back to life at one point after we'd gone to bed, but I put it out and the rest of the night was uneventful.
The next day, we hiked down the trail to the side of the cliff, where Chip climbed out, past my confidence limit. When he came back, we plotted our course. Another bushwhack, but along the ridge this time and then down. A nice plan, but the reality was not so nice. Scrub pine and fallen tree trunks turned it into a hell bushwhack. We got down too low and tried to climb up to the top of the ridge. We made it, but it wasn't fun. We went down the other side and wound up heading straight out to the road, which we followed back to the car. Ouch!
