Anyway, back in February we decided to hike the AT section from Smith Gap to Little Gap. It had snowed quite a bit up until a few days before the hike, so I was watching the weather pretty closely. Brian had been up to the trailhead on Smith Gap road a day or two ahead of the hike and said he was able to get up there pretty easily with his truck and that the road was clear. Anyone who has ever gone up Smith Gap road knows what a nightmare it can be in good weather, much less in ice and snow. The word "road" is used in the loosest sense of the term. So I figured if we could get up the road with no problem and get to the trailhead, we would be good to go.
Saturday morning came and Larry, Brian and I met at the Little Gap trailhead. Brian and Erin were meeting us at the Smith Gap trailhead, where we agreed to start from, because we figured going up the rocks at Little Gap would be too treacherous in the ice and snow. We got started about 8:30 from the Smith Gap trailhead. As soon as we hit the trail we noticed that there appeared to be anywhere between 8 to 18 inches of snow in any given spot. The snow had a hard pack on top of it - not quite thick enough or glazed over enough to be solid ice, but not quite strong enough to support one's weight in all spots. The pace of the hike quickly fell into a rhythm of ten or so steps on top of the ice, then a slight shift of the body ended with a foot breaking through and into the soft snow underneath, followed by the other leg breaking through the ice, et cetera et cetera.
I have never had a hike take quite so long for the distance hiked (we finished in about 5 1/2 hours for 7 miles) or kill my legs quite as much as this one did. It felt like the trail would never end. Larry fell and broke his finger. This while wearing Yak-Trax, which are supposedly great for this sort of terrain. I fell countless times. Mat fell countless times. And this was Erin's first hike with the group. Oddly enough she has not been back. By the time we got back to the car I was dead tired and soaking wet.
The sheer agony of parts of the hike were rewarded with occasional spots where we'd stop and just enjoy the peaceful silence, or to take in some falling snowflakes and catch a breather and a sip of water. All in all it was a most memorable experience, even if I can't say I'd like to repeat it quite that way.
The highlight of the day was getting home, taking a long hot shower, getting into warm dry clothing and kicking back on the couch with a bowl of hot soup. A memorable day indeed.
A BALANCING ACT
SILENT BEAUTY
DOWN GOES LARRY
OUT COMES THE SUN
LOOKING DOWN ONTO PALMERTON
The full set of photos for this hike can be found here.