Franconia Ridge Loop via Falling Waters Trail & Old Bridle Path (White Mountain National Forest)

Franconia Ridge Loop via Falling Waters Trail & Old Bridle Path (White Mountain National Forest)

Hike Type: Loop

Distance: 8.87 miles

Elevation: 3,945 feet

Time: 5 hours, 24 minutes (4 hours, 50 minutes moving)
Hiking Challenges: Operation Alaska Benchmark Challenge

The Hike

I was officially in my "holding onto summer with all of my strength" phase of August - time to head back up to the Whites after a one-day hiatus to tackle the classic Franconia Ridge Loop! I had hiked the ridge before, but only as a traverse. I've avoided doing the traditional route just because of crowds, but I figured if I started early in the morning on a weekday, I should be fine. I was up at 3:00am and out the door at 3:15am. I made it to Hooksett by 4:30am and had a disappointing bathroom break and no breakfast sandwich, tragically. Thankfully, the Lincoln Dunkin Donuts came through at 5:30am, where I got to use the bathroom AND get a breakfast sandwich (and a bonus one for the summit!). It was CHILLY out! 45 degrees and SUPER clear - I was getting excited!

I made it to the trailhead at 5:45am, which was delightfully and shockingly empty. Now it was 42 degrees and I was borderline cold! I started off with a fleece and I brought my Nano Puff for good measure. This would be my first long-sleeve hike of the season! I took care of a little more business in the porta potties at the trailhead, put GLOVES on, and got to work!

[5:55am - Old Bridle Path]

My hike started by walking past the truly impressive "Welcome to the Bridle Path - Falling Waters Trailhead" kiosk on a paved path. There was ample signage, including some signs about trail improvements that were being done. There was a guy close behind me, so I was trying to keep a quick early pace (which also helped me warm up). The trail was exceptionally well-built, with wide dirth paths occasionally interrupted with well-built stone stairs.

[5:59am - Falling Waters Trail]

Soon after beginning the hike, the Falling Waters Trail diverges on the right and almost immediately crosses the Walker Brook on a lovely footbridge. I soon tool off my outer layers, as the trail began to climb more often (but not difficultly), eventually veering away from the brook. I could see just the top of the Kinsmans illuminated in the early morning light through the trees (I had thought about doing a sunrise hike, but I wanted to actually see the waterfalls of the Falling Waters Trail, at least for this first visit). The trail briefly flattened and slightly descended, soon entering the White Mountain National Forest at a Forest Protection Area Sign (which encompasses the entirety of the loop), and then crossed Dry Brook, which was pretty dry!

[6:11am - Falling Waters Trail/Forest Protection Area Sign]

The Falling Waters Trail then entered a rerouted stretch with some more nice stonework (the old route was still visible, but clearly closed with lots of sticks and brushing) and followed the Dry Brook on the left, eventually coming up to Stairs Falls, which were just beautiful! I took my gloves off here.

Similar to the Beaver Brook Trail, the Falling Waters Trail was appropriately named as the trail wiggled around the brook, showcasing more and more falling waters! The trail passed beneath the "Sawteeth Ledges," which I wouldn't even know were significant enough to have a name if I didn't read the guidebook, crossed the brook, and then ascended a dry, gravelly, eroded ledge. I was feeling glad that I waited for the sun to be up, because this trail was beautiful!

The brook was now on the right as the water continued to cascade below - I was really enjoying seeing the glowing mountains of the Kinsman Ridge through the trees. I, to no surprise, was yet again thinking about my 4000-Footer journey, and this time I made the connection that I was currently in my "Cher's 2002 The Living Proof, The Farewell Tour" phase of my journey. I only have one "city" left to "perform" at, but I'm visiting some must-hit locations on the way. Also, once I finish the tour, I will obviously be coming back for numerous more tours afterwards.

My foot was miraculously feeling okay - no pain, but I did feel a ~sensation~. A confused little bird dive bombed in front of me, which was alarming, and then the Falling Waters Trail continued to parallel the brook through what appeared to be a storm-damanged area that was a little slippery, and then pivoted to rocky and rugged as it approached Cloudland Falls.

[6:37am - Falling Waters Trail/Cloudland Falls]

Cloudland Falls was BEAUTIFUL. It definitely lived up to the hype! Naturally, I took a million photos and got basically every possible angle of the falls. 

The Falling Waters Trail scrambled to the top of the falls, where there was a cool breeze and a nice view over to the sunlit Mt. Moosilauke, with Mt. Wolf in front - how fun! I passed some more nameless falls and thought about reading through the White Mountain Guide, annotating any named falls, and making a patch that visits all of them...

I then crossed the brook on a slab, which felt super similar the Ammonoosuc Ravine Trail, and then the trail became just a little confusing to follow. I climbed a little scramble and crossed the brook again, enjoying the scent of early autumn, and continued on (this was signed with a temporary paper sign). 

The trail continued to climb through rugged woods with the brook back on the right. There were rock steps, but 1'-2' in height each, which really fired up the quads! I realized I had forgotten to drink any water so far, so I took care of that, crossed the brook again, followed the temporarily mellower trail before continuing to climb uphill. I was missing my anemometer, and I will probably continue to miss it more and more as the weather begins to change (and get more "extreme") - maybe I'll buy a cheap one on Amazon and see if I can not lose it, and that could be the test if I'm allowed to buy another expensive one or not...

I turned the corner at a switchback and a teeny-tiny black rodent scurried across the trail - probably some variant of a mouse? I also encountered my first crazy squrirel du jour - while I hate their cat-calls, I do love the little piles of nut scraps they adorably leave. The air was chillier higher up, so I was trying to slow my pace and actively breathe through my nose to not make my lungs TOO angry. Since that switchback, the trail was pretty rocky and eroded but thankfully not excessively steep! There would be some nice tree views in the wintertime, I bet.

I felt a foot sensation around the hour-20 minute mark, but it wasn't pain, just like, a sensation. I was going faster than I did on Moosilauke and the trail was generally rockier, so that made sense. I was also loving how well the merino wool was wicking the moisture from my body (which I know is like, merino wool's thing, I just forgot how well it works). The canopy briefly started to open up around 2.7 miles and I was HUNGRY for views. I was soaked in sweat, though, and that made me nervous about getting above treeline and being cold (I had layers, so it wouldn't be an issue, I was just more concerned with comfort). 

[7:36am - Shining Rock Spur]

I ran into my first people of the day at the 2.81 mile mark/1 hour and 42 minutes at the Shining Rock Spur junction. They were taking a rest, I said hello, and turned on the spur to check out Shining Rock. It was medium-steep to get there, but a short trail, and wow! The view was very pretty and very unique of the massive slab. The same people from the junction came down after me, so I let them enjoy the view as I blasted back up to the junction to continue on the Falling Waters Trail (I blasted off a little too hard - I was gasping for air at the junction - oops!).

[7:42am - Falling Waters Trail]

At the junction, there was basically a billboard giving some information about the Alpine Zone/fragile alpine vegetation. The guy I saw in the parking lot had caught up with me, so I continued on froom here. The trail was steeper now and trees began to shrink!... and then un-shrunk - I got a little prematurely excited. 

Eventually, some views behind began to open up back towards Moosilauke and Mt. Wolf, and this final push to Little Haystack was sure a doozy! Not sure if it was actually steeper, I was tired, I was going too fast out of impatience, or all three! The trees soon began to ACTUALLY shirnk and I caught some views over to Cannon with the fog over the Connecticut River behind. This was the point of the hike where I'd climb like 10 feet, turn around, go "WOW," and then climb 10 more feet before rinsing & repeating.

[7:58am - Falling Waters Trail/Alpine Zone]

The Falling Waters Trail OFFICIALLY entered the Alpine Zone after many 10-foot pushes, providing an even better view to the Kinsman Ridge and Lonesome Lake. I just kept saying "oh my god" - it was absolutely stunning up there. My notes read: "oh my GOD its incredible up here holy shit oh my god im overwhelmed." The sun was still low in the horizon, which added a beautiful shadow to the west side of the ridge, while the Pemigewasset Wilderness was fully illuminated. I also loved seeing Killington behind Moosilauke and Mt. Wolf - all three other mountains I climbed this week! I could also now see the slopes of Cannon with Bald Mountain/Artist Bluff looking absolutely tiny. The Greenleaf Hut was standing proud at the end of the Agony Ridge, which was scarred with slides. Lincoln was also looking simply insane in the best way.

[8:04am - Franconia Ridge Trail]

I eventually had to move again, which brought me to the summit of Little Haystack. I originally planned to snack here, but there was a group of hikers already doing so, and I wasn't too hungry yet, so I blasted off toward Mt. Lincoln! I did put my windbreaker on. I couldn't get over how ridiculously beautiful it was on this ridge. It was also... empty?? Last time I was up here, which in fairness was on a Friday, it was like a conga line. I couldn't see anyone besides the hikers on Little Haystack. 

I loved looking right into the Pemi and left onto the Walker Ravine (I think). There were newer little signs that had Ravens teaching hikers about the alpine vegetation which was super cute. There were a few scrambles leading up to Mt. Lincoln, which was a bit of a doozy getting up to, but there were still blueberries for snacking, so all was good!

[8:29am - Franconia Ridge Trail/Mt. Lincoln]

To no surprise, Mt. Lafayette looked absolutely insane from Mt. Lincoln. I could now see Mt. Garfield and the Willoughby Gap (which is one of my favorite things to see) in addition to basically every other mountain (besides Jay Peak, of course, since it was in the only cloud). Little birds guided me down Lincoln. I will say, the Lincoln Slide does look fun to ski... I do want to get into backcountry, but doing a slide like that is YEARS and years away. I need to first just skin up a groomed slope, and then probably the actual backcountry trails in the area before doing anything moderately close to that. 

I continued to be in disbelief 1) how few people were around and 2) how many ripe blueberries there were. I was just the happiest boy! Lafayette looked even better from the summit of Truman/North Lincoln, and I was officially at the point where I could not stop singing "Guns and Ships" from Hamilton.

The col between North Lincoln/Truman and Lafayette was a bit scrubby and marked the official climb to Lafayette. The climb really wasn't too bad, and I always say hiking above treeline always feels easier than when in the woods. The final push was just a sensory dream. The sun was shining, wind was blowing but not oppressively, mountains were visible in every which direction (including Mt. Washington!), and the only sound I could hear was the swishing of the alpine grasses. It was really amazing - I needed it.

[8:59am - Mt. Lafayette Summit]

Once on top, I was again shocked and delighted to see only two other people! I had a nice shelter from the breeze in the old foundation, where I had my snacks (including but not limited to leftover pizza and creme brulee almonds). I found the two survey discs, and it looked like there used to be a third at some point. I was so happy to be up here. 

[9:15am - Greenleaf Trail]

After about 15 minutes, though, many more people began to arrive and I was getting chilly, so it was time to head on down the Greenleaf Trail. There were impressive scree walls guiding the trail as I descended wearing my windbreaker and gloves. The hut looked so close, yet so far! This stretch of trail was similar to the upper Jewel Trail, but a LOT nicer on the knees (not 100% nice, but definitely nicer). 

I loved seeing the false summits north of Lafayette from this angle, and I soon was taking my layers back off as I got out of the wind. It was such a beautiful, perfect day. I really couldn't believe it! I didn't want it to end (also because I had just learned that my toilet at home was broken). I was feeling more sensation in my bad foot, but it wasn't pain, yet. 

The Greenleaf Trail eventually entered the scrub and I went a nice bit of time without seeing anybody else, which was lovely. I did patch one insane patch of super loud flies that I did not care for, and I passed an interesting revegatation sign at "the beach" - a sandy area with what looks like used to be a view, but I guess they're letting it grow back in? 

[9:41am - Greenleaf Trail/Forest Protection Area Sign]

The trail continued to ruggedly descend as it exited the Alpine Zone and entered the Forest Protection Area, eventually briefly ascending to an open area with a nice view back towards Mt. Lafayette. I caught a nice view of the hut and then descended again to the low point of the trail, which was a bridge over the outflow of the Eagle Lakes with partial views around and a nice view to the hut.

[9:55am - Greenleaf Hut]

There was a wonderful view of Lafayette and the lakes from the hut, but I didn't spend time there. It wasn't that I wanted to go home, but I wanted to keep moving and see new things before more people showed up! I did a quick lap around the hut and then turned left onto the Old Bridle Path.

[9:57am - Old Bridle Path]

The Old Bridle Path ascended easily away from the hut, providing a better view and then continued the long descent in well-traveled, mossy woods. 

[10:04am - Old Bridle Path/Forest Protection Area Sign]

The trail soon entered another FPA (I think there's basically four on this hike: Falling Waters Trail, Alpine Zone, Greenleaf Hut, and Old Bridle Path) and continued on a nice, descending trail with mildly rocky footing. I was thinking "this really isn't too bad," just as the trail began to plummet! Thankfully, views began again! I first caught forward/on the right to Haystack, Liberty, I-93, Moosilauke, and the Kinsman Ridge.

A view soon after showcased nearby slides, and then even more views appeared in a scrambly area with super smooth rocks that were a little tricky to navigate. The trail traversed a walking break lined with wonderful white flowers before descending again to a wonderful view of the landmass I had just descended and the Lincoln-Lafayette Ridge. I met a cute dog just after this viewpoint, which was followed an even better view of the full drainage, which was wonderful. The great views continued on this stretch of trail, which was nice as I was beginning to pull over more frequently for folks hiking up. 

There was one big, eroded slab after the last view, and the fun was officially over! We were back on badly eroded, dusty dirt! The trail then flattened, again (not complaining, but I was noticing a pattern!). I saw this adorable blue-ish bird with a gold-ish belly and little white halo-ish type line on it's head - no idea what it was, but it was cute! The trail continued to be dreadfully rocky as it passed a sign about the trail restoration project. After this sign, I was basically on a whole different trail. It was delightfully crafted with easy stone steps and easier grades - it was wonderful!

...and then it got bad again! I realized that the trail workers are building new trails and slowly closing down the existing route in segments, so I was just on a new segment but now I was back on an old one, while the one they were currently working on was on the right. Soon, it was lovely again!

The trail turned a corner and I could hear water agian, but I never saw it. I rambled about in a flatter area, and then a crazy squirrel welcomed me to my final mile, which was back on bad footing. And then it was better! And then it was bad! I descended past a trail worker splitting rocks (I would have said hi, but he was DEEP in his work) - I realized he's working on another new segment that looked almost complete.

NOW I was close! The trail flattened out after this stretch and I could start to hear water again. There was a switchback onto a reroute (the trail crews did a SERIOUS job brushing in the old route!), and then I was suddenly back at the Old Bridle Path/Falling Waters Trail split!!

[11:14am - Old Bridle Path/Falling Waters Trail]

The last stretch of trail was short, sweet, and new! I passed MANY people beginning their adventures, dressed in an... interesting array of clothes. 

[11:18am - End of Hike]

It was now a TOASTY 64 degrees at the car and I had just completed another leg of my farewell tour! I'm not too sure how long this tour will last. I know I want to do the Tripyramids via the slides and maybe the Flume Slide too for good measure, but I have no set dates as of now and plan to just enjoy my time! Now... time to go fix a toilet...

Step-by-Step

- Start hike on Old Bridle Path.

- At jct., turn right onto Falling Waters Trail.

- At terminus, turn left onto Franconia Ridge Trail.

- At summit of Mt. Lafayette, turn left onto Greenleaf Trail.

- At hut, turn left onto Old Bridle Path.

- Follow Old Bridle Path back to car.

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Mt. Moosilauke Traverse via Beaver Brook & Glencliff Trails (White Mountain National Forest)

Mt. Moosilauke Traverse via Beaver Brook & Glencliff Trails (White Mountain National Forest)

Hike Type: Traverse

Distance: 9.18 miles

Elevation: 3,202 feet

Time: 6 hours, 17 minutes (5 hours, 23 minutes)
Hiking Challenges: Terrifying 25, Operational Alaska Benchmark Challenge

The Hike

Day three of my little hike-a-palooza and day two in the Whites! Sarah and I are both at the end of our 48 journies, and we've basically been procrastinating our finishes. It was going to be either a lovely day or a cloudy day, and we ended up planning a Mt. Moosilauke Traverse via the Appalachian Trail (we both wanted to hike the Beaver Brook Trail, but we simply did not want to have to descend it). It had been almost five years since the first time I hiked Mt. Moosilauke, and it felt special that I was revisiting it before my big finish. I spent the night at the Days Inn in Lincoln and it was a CHILLY 45 degrees when I left the room! I stopped at the Dunkin in Lincoln for breakfast and a summit sandwich, passed more gas than I had in my entire life, and wiggled my way over to the Glencliff Trailhead.

On the way, along NH-118, was an INSANE sunrise viewpoint. I remembered it briefly from when Gen and I hiked Moosilauke the first time. The "sun pillar" was strong, but unfortunately I couldn't dilly-dally, as Sarah and I planned to meet at Glencliff and we were on a time crunch with marching band in the afternoon. It was looking like the "clear" forecast was going to be the winner, which was super exciting! I met Sarah around 6:20am, we hopped my car, and had a wonderful, scenic drive back along NH-118 to the Beaver Brook Trailhead!

We suited up at Beaver Brook just after 7:00am. Unfortunately, the payment electronic kiosk was out of order, so I had to spend $10 instead of the usual $5 (I only had a $10 bill) for the day pass (which is truly fine - the money goes back to the Forest Service). We got our chores done, and then we were off!

[7:15am - Start of Hike on Beaver Brook Trail]

The Beaver Brook Trail began by passing the inflow (or outflow, not actually sure) of Beaver Pond and meanders through these lovely woods, crossing a couple of bridges in the process. There were some early morning colors in the sky above, but the woods remained dark. We passed some ghost pipes and the characteristic bright-orange signage of the Dartmouth Outing Club.

[7:27am - Beaver Brook Trail/Departs Forest Protection Area]

We left the Forest Protection Area and continued to work our way through the woods, now starting to gain elevation on a really well-constructed trail. There were some wonderful waterfalls on the right, some we could see through the trees and others we could carefully walk out and get a great view of. 

The famous wooden stairs started soon after leaving the Forest Protection Area, but I wouldn't describe the trail as "terrifying," yet. The trail climbed similarly to the Wildcat Ridge Trail from NH-16, but with less open exposure. It was very steep, but we were moving so slow due to the technical nature (and waterfall views) that we didn't feel it too badly. There ended up being two sketchier sections. The first was some wooden stairs followed by a medium-tricky scramble (we both made it up completely fine), which led to another fantastic waterfall view.

The second was a longer series of stairs over a wet slab that led to another wonderful view. Once higher up, we began to get little peek-a-views out to the surrounding mountains. We passed a guy who was taking a break here and then he followed us for a bit before eventually leap-frogging us later on.

[8:17am - Beaver Brook Trail/Enters Forest Protection Area]

[8:40am - Beaver Brook Shelter Spur]

We hiked for another ten-ish minutes through beautiful forests, away from the Brook, and entered the Forest Protection Area of the Beaver Brook Shelter. The climbing was rugged, wet, and rocky, but didn't feel like it lasted for too long. The spur was clearly signed, passed a privy, and had a shelter and a few tent platforms. We heard people in the shelter, so we took a snack break on one of the tent platforms and just enjoyed the woods - it was such a beautiful, chilly day! One camper in the shelter came out and asked if either of us had duct tape for his water filter - sadly neither of us did. 

[9:00am - Beaver Brook Trail]

[9:10am - Beaver Brook Trail/Departs Forest Protection Area]

We continued on the much-easier Beaver Brook Trail after our break, which had transitioned from a rugged, rocky climb to a nice easy-moderate one through mossy woods, eventually leading to the junction with the Asquam Ridge Trail. Just before, there was a cool sign by the DOC that read (traveling northbound on Beaver Brook): "THIS TRAIL CAN BE EXTREMELY SLIPPERY WHEN ICY OR WET. BE CAUTIOUS AND CONSIDER AN ALTERNATIVE ROUTE."

[9:16am - Beaver Brook Trail/Asquam Ridge Trail jct.]

The hike basically became an easy walk in the woods after the Asquam Ridge Trail junction. Footing was great, plants were lushious but not intruding, and all was great! We traversed a non-obstructive blowdown patch that provided tree views, passed a few flowers, and eventually came to the unofficial herd path to Mt. Blue. We decided to go for it for funsies!

[9:38am - Mt. Blue Herd Path]

[9:55am - Mt. Blue Summit]

The herd path to Mt. Blue was delightfully loamy (as Sarah put it), with a soft pine footpath surrounded by green undergrowth. There were a couple confusing spots that were like a comical fun-house of pine trees, but there was always a way around (or through it). The trail was also lined with bluebead lilies (according to our apps). The "summit" was marked by a rock cairn - if there was a canister, we didn't see it. The herd path continued for a bit longer, I followed it for maybe another 100 ft until it started to descend, but I didn't catch a canister or any views. It was a fun side quest! Our return was quick and easy, and then we were back on the Beaver Brook Trail!

[10:01am - Beaver Brook Trail]

The Beaver Brook Trail descended to a col after provididng a nice view into the Jobuldunk Ravine, and we could also see Mt. Moosilauke towering ahead. The trail started to climb more moderately as Sarah and I began to reflect on our 4000-Footer journey - talking about favorite hikes, favorite peaks, ones that were awful, etc. The trail had a brief car-washy moment and then gave us a standing view of the Franconia Ridge on top of a rock before arriving at the Benton Trail junction!

[10:29am - Beaver Brook Trail/Benton Trail]

We got cruising once at the Benton Trail junction - the summit was only 0.4 miles away! The trail climbed moderately but soon entered the Alpine Zone and broke treeline.

[10:32am - Beaver Brook Trail/Enters Forest Protection Area]

[10:33am - Beaver Brook Trail/Alpine Zone Sign]

I was borderline emotional when we were officially above the trees - it was insanely beautiful. Sarah started to twirl and sing "the hiiiiills are aliveeeee, on Mt. Moosilaukeeeeee...." The grass, which was starting to brown for autumn, was dancing in the wind. We started to take a million photos, but reminded ourselves that the summit was within sight and the view simply will only get better.

[10:46am - Mt. Moosilauke Summit]

We continued on until we made it! We parked right before the summit proper to enjoy our snacks, take some photos, and just be silly. To our delight, there were only a few other people on the summit. The weather was absolutely perfect - chilly with a breeze, but not too much that we needed anything more than a wind breaker. There were wispy clouds high above, but views were completely clear. It was a DREAM. I found two USGS discs, we explored the area a bit, got our summit selfie, and eventually started packing it up around 11:10am when more people began to arrive (also we were still on a time crunch...).

[11:14am - Carriage Road]

We continued onto the Carriage Road, which was just beautiful. It easily descended past a few blueberry bushes (still with free snacks!) before flattening out. There were lovely views back to Mt. Moosilauke before the trail descended into the treeline with flat, rocky footing. 

[11:41am - South Peak Spur]

[11:47am - South Peak Summit]

We eventually hit the spur to South Peak and obviously opted to go for the final climb of the day. The trail was narrow, steep, rugged, and short! The view from the top was just wonderful, especially looking back at Mt. Moosilauke. I found a plaque off to the side dedicated to Penn Hale, "who loved this mountain and made possible the purchase of scenic trails on it for Dartmouth College." We couldn't stay long, though, since we had to get back for marching band...

[11:58am - Glencliff Trail]

We had a quick descent back to the Carriage Road and then turned onto our final trail of the day (although they've all been a part of the Appalachian Trail, sans the Mt. Blue herd path and the South Peak spur), the Glencliff Trail. The initial descent was steep, but very pretty with tree views to the right. We passed a talus field that we briefly scrambled up to get one last view (it was a little sketchy, not going to lie!) before continuing our descent.

Much lower down, the trail gradually eased up as we continued along and descended into a lush, green forest. We took bathroom breaks in this area (we had been forgetting to pee for the past couple of hours), and continued on, eventually coming to and crossing a few small brooks.

[1:27pm - Glencliff Trail/Hurricane Mountain Trail]

[1:35pm - Glencliff Trail Terminus]

We then made it to a series of meadowy fields with partial views - the final push! We traversed the field, following signs for the Appalachian Trail, and eventually followed a woods road out to High Street, just down the road from the Glencliff Trailhead!

[1:37pm - Glencliff Trailhead/End of Hike]

Once back at the car, we drove back to Beaver Brook, I blasted off (first to McDonalds) to Westford, and Sarah took a dip in the pond before we rendez-vous'd at the high school to teach band - we were both delusional with how sleepy we were. Worth it!

Step-by-Step

- Start hike on Beaver Brook Trail.

- At jct., take spur to Beaver Brook Shelter, return to trail.

- Continue on Beaver Brook Trail.

- At jct., turn right to continue on Beaver Brook Trail.

- At unmarked jct., turn right to hike Mt. Blue.

- At summit, turn around.

- Turn right to continue on Beaver Brook Trail.

- Summit Mt. Moosilauke via Beaver Brook Trail.

- At summit, continue on Carriage Road.

- At jct., follow sign to South Peak spur.

- Summit south peak, turn around.

- At terminus, turn left onto Glencliff Trail.

- Follow Glencliff Trail to other car on High Street.

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Mt. Wolf via Reel Brook & Kinsman Ridge Trails (White Mountain National Forest)

Mt. Wolf via Reel Brook & Kinsman Ridge Trails (White Mountain National Forest)

Hike Type: Out-and-Back

Distance: 9.57 miles

Elevation: 2,303 feet

Time: 4 hours, 16 minutes (4 hours, 5 minutes moving)
Hiking Challenges: 52 With-a-View

The Hike

After my hike of Killington yesterday, I was not ready to be done with the mountains! I booked a room in Lincoln for the next night, slept in a bit, and then made my way back up I-93. My goal for the day was to knock off my penultimate 52 With-a-View peak, Mt. Wolf! I made it to the trailhead around 11:30am, which was comically late for me. The drive was nice, but the final stretch of road to the trailhead was a single-lane dirt road with really no pull-offs, so thankfully I was mostly in my lonesome. There was one other car in the parking area, I took care of a dire code yellow, ate some leftover pizza, and then got to work!

[11:37am - Reel Brook Trail]

My adventure started on the Reel Brook Trail, which overall was quite lovely. The weather was just perfect - 56 degrees with just a few clouds. Soon after getting into the woods, the Reel Brook Trail entered National Forest land on a nice, wide road grade. I had a unique pain on the top of my right foot which was new... I figured it was from flying down Killington yesterday. I passed some old blue blazes and soon left the Forest Protection Area.

[11:44am - Reel Brook Trail/Departs Forest Protection Area]

The Reel Brook Trail descended slightly and I took a short break to massage my foot and crack my toes, which I think helped a little? Soon after I crossed a very pretty stream that had very little water. I also noticed that whoever's car was at the trailhead must be a backpacker who's been out for at least a night becuase the spider webs were alive and well! I even saw a toad which was fun! I was wondering what my toads versus humans could would end up being...

I crossed another rocky stream easily at 0.89 miles and then another at 1.07. There was some drainage work done afterwards that looked nice and dry, and then the trail crossed yet another dry stream. I was slowly becoming spiderman, covered in webs, and then the road began to fizzle out in a damp area before turning onto another road just before the power cut.

[12:07pm - Reel Brook Trail/Power Cut]

Soon, the new road turns onto the power cut, which had nice views. I did throw some bug spray on here just for good measure (aka tick prevention). The power cut was medium grown-in, but not problematic, just unpleasant. Once back in the woods, the trail got a little wet again, traversing over corduroy and rocks.

The Reel Brook Trail began to parallel a stream and then passed a nice gentle cascade that landed in a cute wading pool. It would have been nice to rinse some sweat off there if it weren't for the comical abundance of water bugs! This whole area was just beautiful and peaceful.

The trail then crosses a tributary and then the Reel Brook itself in a semi-confusing area, similar to the crossings on the Carter Dome Trail (that I famously fell into last March). The trail became grassy after crossing, then another old road joined as the trail crossed the brook one last time. From here, roughly at the 2.0 mile mark, the Reel Brook Trail began to climb more moderately. It started with rocky, dry footing and then transitioned to grassy, wet footing. This was the first time my heart rate was up all hike, so that was welcomed!

To no surprise, there was another small, mostly dry crossing and then the trail became more mossy and rugged. I was now sweating, but the wonderful weather made that not-a-problem. The Reel Brook Trail passed another old road on the left at 2.30 miles and then rounded a shoulder at 2.48. The following stretch was my favorite - just beautiful woods as the trail traversed over a semi-pleateau area. There were deer tracks in the mud, plenty of hobblebush, and some moose poop. The trail began to get rugged again as it approached the Kinsman Ridge Trail.

[12:52pm - Kinsman Ridge Trail]

The Kinsman Ridge Trail junction, just above the original Kinsman Notch, smelled like a wonderful pine tree with an extremely obstructed tree view to South Kinsman - the kind of tree view where it lets you know that its there, but nothing more. I took a water break (my first of the day - oops) and continued on!

The Kinsman Ridge Trail immediately took on it's characteristic form - rugged and beautiful, as it began to climb up to Mt. Wolf. It was also fun to be on the Appalachian Trail for a second day, but in a different state! I was looking forward to my summit pizza as I passed a couple of piles of moose poop and then a blowdown with a herd path going around. The temperature was cooler now that I was up on the ridge, but I was still feeling good while moving (besides the still-present foot pain). 

There was a stretch of slabs that turned into calf-steep climbing and then I saw the littlest tree view back to South Kinsman. I noticed the trail itself really wasn't too steep, just super rugged - kind of like Fishin' Jimmy. I did noticed that I would possibly need to apply my emergency chafing ointment (read as: diaper rash ointment) at the top, though...

The trail entered a PUD-dy, scrambly area, climbed some sunny slabs and then traversed through a beautiful plateau area. I caught a nice framed peek-a-view over to Liberty and Flume with the top of Mt. Pemigewasset in the foreground down below. The Kinsman Ridge Trail then descended back into dense, mossy woods before arriving near the comically named Failing Water Pond.

[1:33pm - Kinsman Ridge Trail/Failing Water Pond]

It was medium-difficult to find a nice view from Failing Water Pond, but I was able to wiggle my way down to catch the Kinsmans just barely peeking over the trees - overall it was a very beautiful area. From here, the Kinsman Ridge Trail climbs again to another short plateau before another descent. This was followed by a surprisingly long-feeling stretch of boards and one three-step ladder. 

The trail continued to descend to a low point, and there was a very obstructed view of Flume from a rock. A bit further up, there was a better peek-a-view of Lincoln and Lafayette. After, a rockier climb began, and I saw my first two people of the day! Two lovely women who didn't notice me until we were right at each other. I made it 4.62 miles and 2 hours, 15 minutes without seeing anyone - nice!

The climb continued to be super rugged, but I would not call it steep. After rounding a shoulder, there were some standing tree views to the Kinsmans and beyond, which was nothing impressive, but nice to know there were other mountains around. Soon enough, I made it to the outlook/summit spur!

[1:59pm - Kinsman Ridge Trail/Mt. Wolf Outlook Spur]

[2:02pm - Mt. Wolf Summit]

The outlook/summit spur was marked by an "Outlook" sign, which led to a short footpath to the summit area. There were two other hikers there finishing up their lunches. We joked about the lack of view together before I went back to the top of the shoulder to eat my pizza. The "view" was similar to Black Mountain in Jackson - you could tell there used to be a nice view! At least the trail was lovely!

[2:05pm - Kinsman Ridge Trail]

I started to eat my pizza, but soon heard the guys coming down, so in a feeble attempt to be antisocial, I ate the pizza while hiking. Now that I was descending, I was feeling the pain in my foot more. Wasn't too sure what was happening! I eventually caught up to the two women from before. They were in the middle of a conversation initially about goat cheese, and a little further down I overheard one say to the other "I'm so glad you're here, you really made this hike special" which made my heart melt! I eventually made my way back to the Reel Brook Trail junction pretty easily, with the only problem being my foot!

[2:54pm - Reel Brook Trail]

Once back on the Reel Brook Trail, I found myself grateful for being able to be out in the woods with no cell service. Ever since my birthday I had been a bit of a mental disaster, so the peace and quiet of the woods was really needed. The lovely plateau was still lovely, and the foot REALLY hated the steeper, upper part of the descent. Once I crossed Reel Brook it got better, but oof, it was hurting!

[3:25pm - Reel Brook Trail/Power Cut]

I brought out the PeakFinder app at the power cut and learned that Cole Hill was the main hill visible. The understory continued to be unproblamtic but still unpleasant, and the trail was very well blazed once back in the woods, onto the logging road, and then when it turns right off of the logging road. 

I passed a recent little pile of bear poop, my nipples were chafing, and I saw some kind of jumping mouse. My foot pain really flared up in the last mile, and I probably shouldn't have hiked on it feeling like this, but I love completing a goal!

[3:48pm - Reel Brook Trail/Forest Protection Area]

[3:53pm - End of Hike]

I was incredibly grateful to see the Forest Protection Area sign, which meant I only had like 5 more minutes of pain thank goodness. I felt some more relief at the National Forest land boundary, and the most back at the car. The other car was still in the parking lot. A mystery! I didn't change my clothes at the car as the hotel was not too far away. I hit up McDonalds first, ate some more leftover pizza, went to Price Chopper for some snacks, and hobbled my way into the shower and into bed! I had one more day of hiking ahead of me, so I needed to rest the foot!

Step-by-Step

- Start hike on Reel Brook Trail.

- At terminus, turn right onto Kinsman Ridge Trail.

- At jct., turn right onto Mt. Wolf outlook spur.

- At summit, turn around and retrace steps to car.

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Killington Peak via Bucklin Trail (Coolidge State Forest/Green Mountain National Forest)

Killington Peak via Bucklin Trail (Coolidge State Forest/Green Mountain National Forest)

Hike Type: Out-and-Back

Distance: 7.98 miles

Elevation: 2,493 feet

Time: 3 hours, 17 minutes (3 hours moving)
Hiking Challenges: 52 Hike Challenge 2025, Vermont 4000 Footers, Long Trail Side to Side

The Hike

I was out in scenic Schenectady, New York for a good friend's wedding and I decided to take the scenic route home and hit Vermont's southernmost 4000-footer, Killington Peak! I made sure to sleep in since I had a hotel room all to myself, and around 10am I packed up and started my journey! The drive was beautiful and I made it to the trailhead just before noon. It was a warm, humid, hazy day in the high 70s, but I didn't care how miserable the air was, because I was about to climb a mountain!! I've loved my summer in New Jersey - I spent plenty of time down the shore, hiking the Tourne, and a couple jaunts to Mt. Tammany and Harriman, but I'd been missing real mountains, especially 4000-footers. There was possible rain in the forecast around 2/3pm, but I wasn't too pressed about it. I got suited up, got catcalled by some crazy squirrels, and I was off!

[12:03pm - Start of Hike on Bucklin Trail]

The plan for the afternoon was an out-and-back on the Bucklin Trail. The Bucklin Trail started off super flat in the woods (I was basically kicking my heels in joy to be on a mountain trail again). There was one fly that was REALLY into my hair, but besides that, bugs were tame. The Catamount Trail joined at 0.1 miles and at 0.2 miles, the trail crossed a bridge over Brewers Brook and passed the trail register (I plead the fifth to whether or not I signed in...). My hamstrings were feeling super tight from my first leg day in a couple months (which was like... five days ago...). I also admired a sign warning the Pico Porcupines, which I thought was fun ("Dog Danger: Pico is overpopulated with prickly porcupines! A local veterinarian reports that he has de-quilled many dogs that were off leash and encountered porcupines on Pico. Apparently the porcupine population has surged. If you aren't sure your dog knows to avoid porcupines and don't want your hike ruined by an encounter, please leash your dog.").

The Bucklin Trail continued to travel flat through the beautiful forest, crossed a blowdown, and soon the Catamount Trail left on the left (hehe). Around 0.5 miles, the sound of Brewers Brook neared again, but the trail made a left turn away from the trailway and onto what felt like a relocated stretch (according to the Long Trail Guide, this relocation was built after Hurricane Irene in 2011). 

[12:27pm - Junction with Old Route]

I originally thought this reroute was new based on how the trail looked, but I soon walked on some rotting boards which said otherwise. I passed a few people (one barefoot) in this stretch as the trail gently meandered up and down. I noticed a dormant wasp nest off in the woods when I hit the 1.0 mile mark - my pace was going well at an easy 20-minute mile. I knew I'd be slowing down soon, though...

Eventually, the Bucklin Trail descended to rejoin the old route at 1.2 miles. A sign indicated that the old route is still passable, but only in winter. The trailbed went back to a wide old road (or railroad?) grade once on the old route and then wiggled through an overgrown, wet area before crossing the brook on a nice bridge. 

The road grade continued after this, still ascending incredibly easy, crossed another bridge at 1.5 miles, and then traversed a wet, rocky stretch of still mostly-flat trail. I maintained my 20-minute mile pace for my second mile, which made me more nervous for the climb to come! I did find myself thinking about how nice of a snowshoe hike this would be, though.

[12:43pm - Irene Falls]

To my delight, there was a surprise signed, eroded spur path to Irene Falls! The falls proper looked to fall from the cliffs above, but most of the that view was obstructed by trees, and the low water levels did not put on much of a show. I explored just a little bit, and did find a smaller cascade with a nice wading pool, too. It would have been nice to dunk my head, but the amount of water bugs effectively deterred me. Plus, the flying insects were alive and well in this area! I got a couple of mosquito bites here, so I took the hint and got right on out of there.

I put some bug spray on since the bugs followed me back to the Bucklin Trail. The easy grades continued just for a little bit longer and then FINALLY (for better or for worse) hit the Green Mountain National Forest land, turned off the old road, and began to climb at 2.2 miles. There were obstructed tree views to Pico and Ram's Head. The grade of the trail wasn't crazy steep, but it was that perfect storm of moderate grade, humid air, and a body that was likely still processing the gallon of wine I drank the previous night, that had my blood pumping!

There was a slight reprieve at a newly-looking-built switchback to bypass an eroded stretch, and then the climbing continued. The forest began to pivot from deciduous to coniferous around 2.9 miles, and I was proud of my ailing body to see my watch tell me my third mile's pace was only 30 minutes. This was followed by another nice walking break and a mid-sized medium recent pile of bear poop. I climbed again through super pretty fern-y woods that looked well-gladed for skiing (which would make sense). Once I neared the Long Trail, a bunch of pretty purple flowers began to pop up (according to Seek, they're Swamp Asters), and soon enough, I made it to the Long Trail!

[1:33pm - Long Trail]

The Swamp Asters continued in abundance once on the Long Trail, which hiked much more ruggedly than the Bucklin Trail. I didn't realize this stretch of the Long Trail was also the Appalachian Trail, which was fun! The trail climbed on the easy side of moderately to the Cooper Lodge, whose perimiter was lined with thick, bright orange ratchet strap-type things. I initially thought they were to mark the closed lodge, but I think they're actually there for back and side-country skiers to mark the point of no return (which was also indicated by a sign: "The mountains will be just as cold and lonely as they were 200 years ago. Point of no return.). 

I did a quick shirt-wring-out and hydration break at the lodge, said hi to some passing hikers, and then continued up past some tent platforms and to the Killington Peak Spur.

[1:41pm - Killington Spur]

This final push was going to short and STEEP. Thankfully, it was the fun kind of steep. The kind of steep where you simply cannot go too fast becuase it's so silly. The trees quickly went from full-grown to scrubby, and the hazy views quickly began to show themselves, especially out towards New York. I then caught a view to Pico, passed some signs for a "J Trail" (one of the trails from the resort), and made it to the top in one piece!

[1:50pm - Killington Peak]

The view was hazy, but lovely, and the weather felt immaculate up top. There were some people on the summit, but it was not too crowded. My real only complaint was that the goldonas were running, so there were some folks who were not sweaty, disgusting, and exhausted, which always feels unfair! The main view was towards Pico and the Adirondacks, but the far views were mostly obscured by the haze. I wandered around the main summit area for a bit and then meandered around the communication tower area just off the summit. There was one spooky fire tower that seemed closed to the public - sad! I eventually made it back to the true summit where I had a sit and snack. The group of backpackers I saw at the lodge made it up about 10 minutes after me, and I learned that they're finishing a multi-day backpacking trip and planned to take the gondola down (which, happy for them, but at that point I'd rather hike down to feel satisfied, but I'm also crazy...). 

[2:04pm - Killington Spur]

Darker clouds began to roll in, so I decided to pack it up and head on down. I was okay with getting caught in the rain, but I wanted to be off the summit before it hit (I also was over three hours from home still). The descent was comically steep and I found myself grateful for my solid sense of balance, becuase I was able to mountain-goat myself down relatively quickly. I passed one guy on the descent and we both lamented about the steepness. He said "I skipped my summit beer today because I knew I'd have to come down this and if I go I want it to be on my own terms" which was very funny!

[2:13pm - Long Trail]

Once back on the Long Trail, I took a quick break at the lodge to tighten my shoes, which were still new and feeling a bit loose after a couple hours of hiking (this might have been a mistake... more on that when I write about Mt. Wolf). My shorts and underwear were SOAKED with sweat, which had me worrying about chafing, but I am happy to report I survived mostly unscathed. I was significantly warmer and more humid once in the woods, which was an expected bummer. My stint on the Long Trail was short-lived, and I was soon back on the Bucklin Trail!

[2:17pm - Bucklin Trail]

The upper stretch of the Bucklin Trail was expectedly rough. I always struggle with which poison to pick - do I go slow and fight gravity, which will be harder on the thighs, or do I let gravity work, which is harder on the feet. I let gravity do it's thing, which had my speed up, but my feet definitely felt it (again, more on that for Mt. Wolf...). I did feel a delightful relief when I hit the old road grade - the feeling of switching which leg muscles are being used feels like shifting gears on a car, I think at least.

[2:44pm - Irene Falls]

Once on the road grade, I soon passed Irene Falls again and continued along, crossing the bridges, wiggling through the wet, overgrown stretch, and then coming to the junction with the old route, which had me dreading the few uphills that were about to come.

[2:58pm - Junction with Old Route]

To nobody's surprise, I was being dramatic and the relocated spur was completely fine. I made my way up and down, back onto the old route, and was overjoyed to see the first big bridge over Brewers Brook and the trail register (still pleading the fifth). I had a little bit of hip pain and overall fatigue at this point, but that was fully expected at this point of the hike, especially since I maintained a faster pace without much of a break... at all.

[3:15pm - End of Hike]

I was soon back at the trailhead, getting catcalled by red squirrels, and all was good! I changed my clothes, drank some water, had a snack, and started my long-but-beautiful drive home. This was Vermont high peak #4, leaving only Camel's Hump left, which I should hopefully be able to hike Labor Day weekend!

Step-by-Step

- Start hike on Bucklin Trail.

- At terminus, turn right onto Long Trail (southbound).

- After cabin, turn left onto Killington Spur.

- At summit, retrace steps back to car.

Map of Coolidge Range

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Skyline Loop via Trailside Museum (w/ Sonya) (Blue Hills Reservation)

Skyline Loop via Trailside Museum (w/ Sonya) (Blue Hills Reservation)

Hike Type: o-o Loop

Distance: 4.52 miles

Elevation: 1,201 feet

Time: 1 hour, 43 minutes
Hiking Challenges: 52 Hike Challenge 2025; Great Blue Hill Summits

The Hike 

I really wanted to drive up to the Whites to hike Mt. Wolf, but a late night compounded with another day of high anxiety, I opted to sleep in a bit and revisit the Blue Hills, which I was not mad about! I was only mad that I was still feeling anxious, but alas... I made it to the Trailside Museum parking area around 8:00am, which was a little busier than yesterday, but by no means full. The weather was yet again wonderful at 67 degrees with relatively dry air and a nice intermittent breeze. My body was feeling tired after yesterday's hike so I was planning to take things slower.

That plan did not last - once I got moving I truly sailed up the Eliot Path - my legs were feeling good! I made it up to the summit and looped around toward Eliot Tower, where I noticed a stone on the ground that read "BMB Take this with you. Do not leave it behind!" - I am incredibly curious what that could be about!

Descending along the Skyline Trail, I got stuck behind a bunch of guys in golf attire, but eventually got to pass them and made my way into Wildcat Notch, which smelled wonderfully floral. My watch had been misbehaving again, showing low heart rates when it should have read 160+, but it fixed itself once I was climbing up Hemenway Hill.

There was a slight traffic jam at the headwall at the Breakneck Ledge junction, but I scrambled up the side no problem. At the top of the scramble, I ran into a woman with three dogs who I saw yesterday - she recognized me! I got stuck behind another duo that wouldn't let me pass on Hancock, but soon I got past them and made it down. At the bottom, I took a swig of water and saw a family of three deer staring at me! They moved before I could get a good photo, but when I was getting water at the water fountain, there was a hummingbird at the headquarter's hummingbird feeder! That made up for the deer.

I was much sweatier than yesterday at this point, and I drank too much water before my Houghton climb, because I was feeling ROUGH. I also saw god, again. My heart rate got up to 187, which is high for me. I did survive, though, and then I got to zone out for the next bit of time. There were some bugs near the stream crossing between Houghton and Great Blue Hills, but nothing too bad.

Up next was the final push up Shadow Cliff back to the summit of Great Blue Hill. I think I did almost pass away, but I stopped right after the scramble to question my life choices and catch my breath. I opted to not take a victory lap today as I was nearing death, and instead to just enjoy my second summit and a nice walk down Sonya. I passed a guy peeing into the bushes on my descent, and when I got to my car, realized I, yet again, did not lock it. Oh well!

Step-by-Step

- Start hike from Trailside Museum parking on Eliot Path (red dots).

- At terminus, turn right onto Eliot Circle. 

- At next jct., turn left onto Summit Road.

- At next jct., turn right onto spur trail to Summit.

- Hike around observatory building clockwise.

- Follow gravel path to Skyline Trail.

- At terminus, turn left onto Skyline Trail.

- Descend summit towards Skyline Trail South.

- Turn left onto Skyline Trail, and then right onto Skyline Trail North.

- At Hillside St., turn right onto Hillside St.

- After stables, turn right onto Skyline Trail South.

- Follow Skyline Trail South to Eliot Circle.

- At Eliot Circle, turn left.

- At gravel path (same as before), turn right to summit Great Blue Hill.

- From summit, descend to ski area.

- Follow Patriots and Sonya down.

- Near bottom turn on Sonya, turn right back onto Eliot Path.

- Retrace steps to parking lot.

Blue Hills Reservation Map

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