Day 111: Eliza Brook Shelter

Day 111. I really need to stop letting other hikers intimidate me with what they say is difficult. Was Moosilauke easy? No. But was it a big scary mountain that would be so difficult that it would take up my whole day? Definitely not. A hiker a couple days ago said he would have paid $1000 to slackpack Moosilauke, had he known it was an option. That almost scared me into doing the same, but after some soul searching this morning, I decided to just take it on head first per usual. And I’m glad I did.

Climbing up was not that bad, just a slow steady ascent with a few sections of rocky stairs and scrambles. Nothing I’m not used to by now. But, I will say this … going down was steep as hell, and unfortunately slick from rain and very slow going. Nothing I couldn’t handle, but going up and back down the other side took me almost 5 hours. At 1.5 mph, this was much slower than my usual speed, and let me tell you about the fun that awaited me at the top.

Reading the weather report this morning, today was supposed to be in the mid 70s with clear blue skies by 11am. Of course, we all know the joke mountains make of “weather reports”. When I reached the nearly 5,000 foot summit at 11am, Moosilauke laughed at my predicted forecast. Instead of warmth and sun, I was met with clouds, cold, and WIND. Oh that wind!

About 1 mike from the top, the trail comes out from the tree cover and onto a grassy bald with a winding rock path to the top. I kid you not, when I stepped out, the temperature instantly dropped 20 degrees. With no trees to block the wind, it came barreling over the top of the mountain at speeds of at least 30 mph. I was knocked over multiple times as I scrambled to layer up, afraid I’d lose hold of my rain jacket and watch it fly out of sight in a matter seconds. I had some windy balds in North Carolina, but this was far worse.

Fortunately, I loved it. Hell, it was fun to climb that last mile, with minimal visibility and bitter cold air biting at my face. There were huge rock cairns to lead the way (meant for when the summit is covered in snow), and I finally reached the iconic orange signpost at the top. Another hiker named Speedy was with me, so I was able to get some photos from a distance that expressed my true feelings at that moment (above).

A couple hundred feet after the summit, we entered the tree line of cover again and the wind immediately stopped. It’s such a crazy phenomenon, weather in the mountains. Then, as if mocking me, about 15 minutes into my descent, the sun came out. Within a half hour after that, the clouds were burned away, the clear blue skies took over and the day heated up. A little late, but still welcome.

The very steep climb down was strenuous, as the rocks were mostly still wet. I fell for just my 2nd time since March 1st, trying to walk down the wet steps, but fortunately I landed softly on my hands behind me. I’m going to call that just half a fall, since I caught myself in that crab-walk position without hitting my butt. The rest of the way was done very slowly and meticulously, though a few more close calls and slips took place. The trail fallows a beautiful stream of waterfalls down nearly the entire way to Kinsman Notch at the bottom. I stopped a few times to marvel at it, and if the temp was a bit warmer, saw plenty of nice pools that would be great to take a quick dip in.

About 100 feet from the bottom, I smelled the sweet aroma of BBQ’d meat and knew what was likely waiting for me … Trail Magic! Yep, a canopy was up and a 2003/2006 thruhiker named Whispers was grilling up burgers and dogs. There was beer from the local brewery, snacks, grilled meats, and chairs to unwind in. It was a very welcomed surprise and hit the spot.

Originally (due to the scary intimidation stories), I thought I’d only do Moosilauke today. But it was only 2pm when I left the magic, so I decided to hike on and officially enter the White Mountain National Forest. The next 7.6 miles were a tough climb up and down Mt. Wolf to the Eliza Brook Shelter. It is not a steep mountain, nothing compared to Moosilauke or the upcoming Presidential Range, but it was tough nonetheless. My going was slow again, as I traversed huge rock boulders, giant mud pits, and countless fallen trees (new from last night’s storm, by my guess). There were sections I could not get up without using my hands, and sections I could not get through without walking far around. I nearly went calf-deep in a mud pit that looked like a 1 inch puddle from above. Nope, tested it with my pole to be safe, and it just kept sinking and sinking. I hope this is not what the entire white Mountains bring, but if so, it certainly will be a new chapter in the adventure.

It’s kind of like a real life video game. The first level is steep climbs, the second level is rocky terrain, the third level is muddy trails, and the 4th level is all three at once. I’m on level 4.

Oh, quick side note. I met my first Southbounder today. He started at Katahdin on May 29th and is staying at the shelter tonight too. We swapped advice for the next few days in each direction over dinner. This will become a nice bonus of knowledge gathering in the weeks to come as I meet more.

I will reach Franconia Notch tomorrow morning, a day ahead of schedule for the wedding. Since I have the extra time, I’m going to drive down to NY and do some of the miles I missed back in May on Thursday and Friday. I also have a day on Monday while driving back up as well. I don’t know how much of that section I’ll be able to get done, but I’m going to try and chip away at those 100 miles I skipped over to meet Happy at Bear Mountain on time.

Hello Neiman (Sharkbait)

  • Start Mile: 1792.2
  • Start Time: 08:00
  • End Mile: 1809.0
  • End Time: 17:45
  • Miles Hiked: 16.8
  • Miles to Go: 381.9
  • Lodging: Eliza Brook Shelter

9 thoughts on “Day 111: Eliza Brook Shelter

  1. You are a wonder. I have enjoyed your post daily since day one. I am a target team member in SC. I learned of your adventure from your friend at target HQ.
    Be safe. Enjoying it with you.

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    • Glad to meet you Debbie! Thanks for following along, I still look back fondly on my time working at TGT. Great company!

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  2. Great post, Mike! Almost felt like I was hiking with you, ha! You know that when you come out of the trees near the top of a mountain, and see rock cairns built as tall as the trees (4′ maybe) it’s time to hang on to your hat! Good picture!

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  3. Your headed in the right direction. By interesting to see how you do in the Whites. They were my undoing. You have several things going for you that will make this section much easier. 1. You are in great shape. 2. You have a lot of experience on the AT. 3. Its not a surprise (was for me) 4. Your motivation and drive are much stronger and in the right place (my motivation was an incredibly hot young woman whose life goal was to be the Playboy centerfold). Keep up the good work. Happy Trails

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