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Did some fun climbing today.
This evening I went to the gym for some climbing. I started easy enough, with 5.5, went to 5.6, and then did several 5.7’s. I even did a 5.7+. One 5.7 that I completed had a slight overhang. This was the first time I’ve ever completed an overhang climb!
I took my first lesson in outdoor rock climbing this weekend. There was a ton of information to absorb! But I’m on my way.
Went climbing at Rattlesnake Rocks in Blue Hills Reservation today. Climbed The Overlook a couple of times. You can see the ropes going up, near the bottom of the photo. It's a 5.3. I made it harder by going up to the left the first time, instead of the right which has a nice big crack to stand on.
Today I went climbing indoors for 1.5 hours, a mix of bouldering and regular climbing.
I got a gym membership for 3 months. It probably won’t be worth it to keep the membership long-term, but there was a deal going so I took advantage of it.
Chinese ceramics in the Asian Wing, second floor of the Museum of Fine Arts, in Boston, today.
Compassion bodhisattva (guanyin), about A.D. 580, in the 2nd floor Asian Wing at Museum of Fine Arts, today. Nice!
View of the Calder Courtyard at Museum of Fine Arts in Boston this morning. After a night of snow.
I decided to roast a chicken this weekend.
This chicken was about 4.5 lbs. It was tough deciding to get a whole chicken. That's a lot of meat. I will freeze a lot of it.
Since I don't know how to roast a chicken, and my recipe books were somewhat lacking, I searched online and found this Whole Foods recipe. I completely modified it since I didn't have rosemary, lemon, or wine at hand. I didn't add the chicken broth until after 30 minutes, when it seemed clear it would be needed (I was afraid it would be soggy).
The hardest part was deciding when it was done, since I don't have an oven thermometer. I don't like dry chicken, but was afraid to undercook it. Total time in the oven was about 2.5 hours, at which point I cut open a leg to see if it was still bloody. It seemed to have cooked through, so I turned off the oven then.
Now I'm just waiting for it to cool down enough to try it. It looks really really good.
I found it kind of hard to get into William Gibson’s Pattern Recognition. Page after initial page is spent discussing branding and marketing (in the personal context of the lead character), topics that don’t grab my interest, except in a dry theoretical kind of way.
Despite that, at some point I got drawn into the more enjoyable, central mystery. It’s not a life altering book, but interesting enough to make me want to go back and re-read some of Gibson’s earlier stuff, which I found less accessible at the time.
I’ve been taking lessons once a week, almost every week, since November.
There’s definitely a big improvement. But I need more time practicing. I’ve managed to get to the rink only a couple of extra times during the week for practice, so far.
I tried another practice session this evening. I do believe that Friday is the worst possible day to go. There were about 3 adults on the ice, and 50 kids. The kids were even more hyper and erratic than usual, flying around as if propelled by the paddles in a pinball machine, and I nearly got tipped over twice. I am never skating on Friday night again!
Faceless Killers is the second Kurt Wallander novel that I’ve read (my first was Firewall). I’m now officially a fan of Henning Mankell; this was even better than the first.
Again we’re given the little details that make Wallander a realistic character. While investigating a horrific murder, he deals with mundane issues like weight loss, an aging father, a failed marriage, a troubled child. Many of these problems he’s hopelessly ill-equipped to solve, and he seems to recognize this but soldiers on anyway.
On top of that there’s a peek into Swedish immigration problems. It’s always interesting to get a look at what’s going on in other countries, even in works of fiction.
I’m going to make an effort to find the other books in the Wallander series, and anything else by Mankell that I can lay my hands on.
I went for another climb today!
I started out on the wall which slants out a little more than vertical. This is still pretty tough for me, I can't even make it halfway up yet.
That soon got me tired out, and I switched to a wall that was completely vertical. Here I was able to do a 5.8! It was a bit weird, since I could do one of the 5.8s but not the other one. And I couldn't complete a 5.7 either.
When I started to get too tired for that, I switched to a wall that was a little less than vertical, which makes things easier. There I did a 5.5, 5.6, and 5.7.
As usual, it was incredibly fun! I'm glad I finally started up doing this again.
I went for another climb today. Got some practice belaying, nice!
Then I went home and made Chinese chicken for dinner. It looked so good I had to record it for posterity. It tastes even better than it looks!
I watched The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo today.
The movie’s well done, and very closely follows the book. The only problem is that there are no surprises. I’m glad I read the book first. I’d give the movie more stars if I hadn’t.
Now I sort of want to go out and get a nose ring…
I took my first ice skating lesson today. I only fell once! My sketchy rollerblading skills came back to me after about 10 minutes on the ice.
That’s step 1 complete!
Soon, I left Moosilauke's summit and decided that I had time to do a loop back to the car.
As it turned out, I was cutting it close. Moosilauke Carriage Rd is a very easy trip all the way to Hurricane Trail. It's wide, not too steep, and has some nice views on the way down.
But Hurricane Trail was a mess. The 800 ft climb from Moosilauke Carriage Rd to the summit was a river, with lots of deep puddles that needed to be navigated with care. That made the going very slow. I think it took over an hour to do about 1.6 miles here. It didn't help that I was tired from the Moosilauke climb already.
I hit the saddle near Hurricane Mtn at around 4 pm. I was already worried that I'd be coming out in darkness, so I made my way down the trail as quickly as possible. This half of the trail was still wet, but not nearly as bad as the other side.
I made it out at 5 pm, and there was still plenty of light, so I got lucky there. Not much room for error. Overall, though, it was a great day!
This is a view from the summit of Mt Moosilauke. Words can't describe this mountain. 360 degrees of great views. Wow!
I was lucky and got to spend 20 minutes wandering around at the top inspecting the area. I had the place totally to myself. There are a lot of cairns, multiple rock shelters, two plaques, a geodetic survey marker, and a lot of engravings in the boulders.
The temperature must have been around 50 °F up here, but I put on a light jacket because the wind was blowing so hard. Any snow that accumulated over the last couple weeks was almost gone. The trails were clear of ice and snow.
It's worth it to take the spur trail over to South Peak, only 0.2 miles off the Glencliff Trail. There are amazing views from South Peak in practically every direction.
You can see the trail up to Mt Moosilauke in this photo. It's an unbelievably easy stroll over to the peak from here. Of course, I did have great weather, which helped!
It took me 2 h 15 minutes to hike from the Glencliff trailhead to the junction with Moosilauke Carriage Rd. That's 3 miles, up 3000 ft. The AMC Guide estimates it as a 3 hour trip, so I did incredibly well up this part of the trip.
It really helps to have a clean, dry trail without a lot of obstacles.
Today's hike: 6 h 15 min | 11.2 mi | 1.8 mph
I took the Glencliff Trail to Mt Moosilauke (at 4802 ft), an elevation gain of 3300 ft. This was my 13th 4000-footer.
On the way back, I made a loop of it by taking Moosilauke Carriage Rd and then following Hurricane Trail back to the Glencliff Trail. Hurricane Trail takes you up another 900 feet.
The Glencliff Trail up to the junction with Moosilauke Carriage Rd is among the easier trails I've taken up a 4000-footer. It helped that the trail was fairly dry, with no ice or snow; in fact the weather was spectacular!
It turned out cold and gray this morning, so I decided to skip the Whites and go for a shorter hike closer to home. I spent about 1.5 hours over at Blue Hills Reservation instead.
Someone had propped a miniature pumpkin at the cairn on Buck Hill. Nice seasonal touch.
It was strangely busy at the park today. I guess the leaf peepers are still out.
Mt Moriah is my twelfth 4000-footer in NH. I was a bit disappointed that it was so windy, and I was expecting more sun, too. I hope there's time for another hike or two before ice sets in. I saw a few flakes of ice on the descent from Mt Moriah.
Eventually, the Carter Moriah trail became less "slide"-y and more like a normal walk through the woods. It was around here I became a little nervous, since I heard 1) the sound of crowds screaming in the distance and 2) what sounded like gunshots. Briefly I imagined disaster. However, I decided that the screaming was probably coming from a ball game at the park I had passed along Rt 16. And the gunshots, well, that could be from hunters. I had stupidly forgotten to check for the opening of hunting season and was wearing all black with no hunter orange. I pondered the idea of my body being discovered in the woods, shot by a drunken hunter who had mistaken me for a bear.
Finally, I hit Bangor St. Just a short walk away, I was filled with joy at the sight of a footbridge crossing the Peabody River. This meant I didn't have to walk all the way through town, and cut about a mile off the trip back to the car. Sweet!
The footbridge is marked as a line on the topo map, but the line is not labeled. I didn't realize that's what it was till I saw it in real life.
Once I reached Mt Moriah, I decided to continue on the Moriah Carter Trail, go down to Gorham, and walk the road to get back to the car. It would add miles to the trip, but I thought I'd be out of the wind more quickly.
Well, it turns out that Moriah Carter is a pretty difficult trail to go down here; this is not mentioned in the AMC Guide, and you can't tell it from the topo map either. Basically, there's about a mile or so of "slide"-like rock between Mt Moriah and Mt Surprise. Some parts are very close to vertical. I was very glad that I was only carrying about 10 lbs at this point.
So the going was really pretty slow again. Eventually, I reached the vicinity of Mt Surprise. I could see Gorham in the distance, and I could see the bridge close to where my car was parked on Rt 16, almost directly west from me. I briefly considered bushwhacking down to my car to save me the trek through town once I hit the road, but quickly decided that would be unwise, given the time of day.
This is the second geodetic survey marker that I found on Moriah. I thought they were supposed to come in threes, but I think I've only ever seen them in pairs or singles.
This one reads "triangulation station" in addition to all the usual regulatory verbiage ("$250 fine or imprisonment for disturbing...").
The views from Moriah, and along the Carter Moriah trail, are spectacular. I didn't enjoy them much, though, due to the constant heavy winds.
Once the high winds started, I wasn't enjoying the hike very much and just wanted to get up and get down. I hit the peak and was met with more blasting winds. And a surprise - I found two geodetic survey markers on Mt Moriah! Very nice!
As I neared the end of the Stony Brook Trail, strong winds began to pick up. They blasted the mountain top the entire time I was on it.
It is 1.4 miles from where Stony Brook Trail meets Carter Moriah until you get to Mt Moriah, just under a thousand feet of climbing. There are several sections which are completely exposed. The wind was almost strong enough to knock me off my feet. I think I wound up doing about 1.5 mph here.
It was very nice to finally reach the summit. There is a crazy clamber to get to the peak. It's the kind of thing that's fun when you're not carrying anything, a bit difficult with a light pack, and nasty if loaded up with a heavy pack.
As I moved up the Stony Brook trail, nearing the point where it meets Carter Moriah, I began noticing some wet bootprints on the rocks. Eventually I saw a couple of hikers up ahead. I stopped to fill my water bottle, and give them some distance.
Soon, I began to approach them again, and I realized I'd just have to pass them. They politely gave me the right of way.
Later on I caught up with them at the trailhead. They were kicking back at their car, downing some cold ones.
I had taken the loop back to the car, while they had apparently come back down via Stony Brook. They expressed some surprise at how fast I was hiking. It's my feeling that they were slow, not that I was fast - I wasn't going much faster than book time. It was somewhat amusing. I'm not used to people remarking on my speed (unless I'm being too slow). I didn't explain that to them though!
Climbing the Stony Brook Trail was overall pretty easy. The trickiest part was crossing Stony Brook.
I wasn't completely sure that I was supposed to cross here, in fact, since the trail is not well marked on the ascending side. Arriving here, I wondered if this was just a side trail, since I didn't see any blaze, carin or other marking on either side of the brook that made it clear the trail continued on the other side.
I've erroneously crossed streams in the past, and I didn't want to make that mistake now. The brook was really full, and crossing it was a puzzle. I spent 10 or 20 minutes walking up and down it looking for a way to cross without removing my boots. In the end, I caved in and crossed barefoot. This photograph shows the path I took across the rocks, just above the little cascade. Fortunately the water wasn't icy cold. My feet dried off quickly and I was soon ready to travel on.
There's an arrow engraved in a sign on the other side of the brook which you can only see once you're across. Very helpful - NOT! It should be moved so it's visible from both sides of the trail.
Yesterday's hike: 6 h 30 min | 11 mi | 1.7 mph
I took the Stony Brook Trail up to Carter Moriah Trail, turned north and followed Carter Moriah over Mt Moriah and down into the town of Gorham to make it a loop.
The Stony Brook trailhead is easy to find, where Rt 16 crosses the Peabody River. To begin with, I wasn't sure whether I would do the loop, but kept it open as an option.
On the drive up 93, I saw a lot of autumn color. But on the hike itself I mostly saw green leaves, and just a few yellow or red accents here and there. I think northern NH is peaking soon, but there's still quite a lot to go.
As I neared the bike path, I met a woman climbing down with a lot of difficulty. I learned she had sprained her ankle at the top, and had hobbled all the way down with a partner. Worrisome! So far, I've avoided this fate. I hope she's okay.
Despite the grey skies it was yet another great day for a hike! I'm very happy it didn't rain on me. Also, I'm glad I made the decision to try the Flume Slide, which worked out so well. It was challenging but fun.
Last but not least, I applied blister protection prior to hiking, so I didn't get any blisters. And I didn't get any knee pain, either, hallelujah!
This is a look back at Mt Liberty on the way back down.
The descent from Mt Liberty is remarkably easy if you follow the Liberty Spring Trail, which is a leg on the AT. Unbelievably easy! It's probably one of the easiest trails, if not the easiest, to a 4000 footer that I've taken so far. Admittedly I was not climbing up it, but down. Still, I never had to scramble or crawl over giant boulders. It was a completely normal hike. Whew, quite a pleasant surprise!
From Mt Flume to Mt Liberty is about a 50 minute walk. The continued ascent gets a little tedious after taking the Flume Slide, but it's not really difficult.
I was excited to find this US Geological Survey marker at the summit of Liberty. Nice alternative reward, given that there was no view!
When I arrived I was met by several groups, some people hanging out to eat or doing yoga (or maybe meditating). It was a little chilly, and I was still a bit concerned it might rain, so I didn't hang out for long. It was around 1:30 pm at this point. My legs were shaky so I figured I should eat something, even though I wasn't hungry. I started in on my Clif bar, and began the descent.
Once you pop off the Flume Slide Trail, you have to take a very exposed ridge walk to get to Mt Flume. Fortunately it was weirdly quiet today, no wind at all. There were a lot of non-biting gnats at the summit.
This view was taken on the way up to Mt Flume; there was too much cloud cover to get a nice shot from the summit. Too bad, since the autumn colors are looking really nice now.
Here's another look up the Flume Slide. This section was not so bad, but it had a larger wet area. Along one large section of the slide, the rock surface got really slick when wet. It was difficult getting traction if your boots were wet, even if the rock was dry. Someone should patent the stuff.
There were times when I had to lay my body against the rock and work my way up with hands and feet, so I can see why it's a class III. But I still think the North Tripyramid slide is more difficult. That's because the North Slide opens out into a wide, exposed area, and it's difficult to know if you're going the right way. I may be mistaken in thinking it matters how you ascend the North Slide - perhaps any route will do. I will have to go up the North Slide again to get a second opinion on that route.
Maybe I was seasoned by North Slide, but the Flume Slide just didn't seem so bad to me. I kept slogging at it, slow and steady, and eventually hit the top. I only slipped a few times, and never more than a few inches. The climb took about 1 h 30 min.
I met two people coming down the slide, something the AMC Guide does not recommend. They didn't seem too bothered with the descent and were using poles (whereas I was using hands and feet). However, I encountered them pretty high up, where the footing was better. I wonder how they managed on the slick parts.
I started at the hiker's trailhead just north of the Flume Gorge parking area, off Rt 93 in NH. In case you're wondering, you should take the Flume Gorge exit, 34A. I overshot it, thinking that the hiker's trailhead would be at another lot directly off 93. No. I wasted some time circling back. Despite that, I started my hike nice and early at 8:30 am.
It looked like it would start raining any minute, despite the 10% chance of rain predicted. I decided to trust the weather report, possibly a foolish idea.
Getting to the Flume Slide is incredibly easy. The hike is mostly flat with just a few hills almost all the way! It made me kind of anxious wondering just how steep the ascent up to Mt Flume would be (the Guide indicates it's 1500 ft in 0.5 miles).
Well it turns out the Slide is not so bad. Here's a look up one section. I was lucky that it hadn't rained. A lot of the rock was dry, although there was water running down along parts of the slide.
Today's hike: 6 h 45 min | 9.5 mi | 1.4 mph
I hiked up two more of the White Mountain 4000 footers today: Mt Flume (4328 ft) and Mt Liberty (4459 ft). These are my 10th and 11th 4000 footers, w00t! Total elevation gain was about 3000 ft.
I had some trepidation about taking the Flume Slide Trail up to Mt Flume. The AMC White Mountain Guide indicates the trail is particularly dangerous when wet, but it wasn't supposed to rain today, so I decided to attempt it.
But later, I read a trip report that says it's a very difficult Class III climb - "harder then the North Tripyramid slide" - yikes! Given my recent difficulty hiking that slide, I wondered if I was up to it, especially since I've recently recovered from a terrible case of food poisoning. This would be my first hike in a couple of weeks.
I waffled all the way to the foot of the slide. I decided that if it looked bad, I would just turn back around.
I just finished viewing Water Lilies. Summary: teenage hormones run amok at the pool.
And the French word of the day is: un collier (necklace).
In On the Road to Kandahar, Jason Burke writes about his experiences as a reporter covering the Arab world (Pakistan, Iraq, etc). A lot of the time, I had a hard time understanding what was going on inside his head. I don’t always get the feeling that he’s horrified at what he’s seeing (whereas it horrified me) and that kinda creeps me out. I also don’t fundamentally understand the attraction? romance? of reporting in those regions; maybe it’s a British thing.
I found the book tedious at times. I think it could have used some editing, or maybe it’s just that I don’t enjoy the author’s writing style. Caveat: the book was given to me by a friend, so it’s not something that I picked up of my own accord. My attitude may be due to that.
As I was driving away from the Cascade Path trailhead, I saw a brilliant rainbow to the east.
The Tripyramids make a challenging hike! I got completely exhausted and also developed a few small blisters, but I feel great today! I'd like to hike them again, perhaps taking some variations on the route.
I got a sprinkling of rain on the way down the south slide. Fortunately, it never turned into a downpour. Fortunately - because I neglected to bring any raingear, aside from my backpack cover!
Compared to the Tripyramid slides, Livermore Trail looks like downright civilized. It made a nice change on the return trip.
For the curious, here's a close-up look at the make-up of the gravel on the south slide. The toe of my boot is there for scale.
The south slide is wide open at the top, but it narrows down pretty soon, as you can see here. Most of the south slide is narrow, in fact, making it easier to traverse than the north slide, in my view.
Getting from Middle Tripyramid to South Tripyramid is reasonably easy, and from there you go down the south slide. This view was taken at the top of the south slide. It's very steep over here, too.
The Guide says the south slide has bad footing, and I guess it does. But compared to the north slide, I found it a piece of cake. Yes, there's gravel, but there are also lots of little plateaus where you can set your foot down flat. There are some short spurts where you are at risk of sliding (and I did), but never too badly.
If I had been wearing a heavier pack, it would have been more difficult. A set of poles might have helped. I didn't bring mine.
Hiking from the north to the middle peak is a nice walk with just a little bit of boulder climbing. There's a great view from Middle Tripyramid.