The trail is super charming, very narrow and soft underfoot. It starts out level, but soon begins climbing, steeply in places. There are many beautiful white pines. A rocky ledge offers views after just 0.3 mile. The trail terminates at a large rocky ledge shy of the true summit. A clearly visible herd path continues past a large sign announcing "end of marked trail" and enters the woods at the northern end of the ledges. Once we saw the sign, we found a spot to eat lunch and enjoy the views.
I was curious about the true summit, and eventually peeled off to scout it out. I followed the dwindling herd path uphill, but found nothing of note. There is a large forested plateau riddled with old logging roads, with a slight saddle in the middle and few small rock outcrops. I poked around a bit, continuing northward until the plateau ended and terrain became markedly downhill. There were no signs or flagging marking the summit, and the high point was not obvious to me, so I made my way back down to the ledge, stepping on all the rocky outcrops along the way. It is somewhat disturbing to me to climb a mountain and not know where the top is, but at least I know I went there, unremarkable as it was. When I got back to the ledge, Frankie showed me the ants he was watching while I was gone and we soaked in some more views together, then headed back down.
This turned out to be a great hike for the holiday weekend: we saw just one other party on the entire hike. And it made me really, really happy to be out there hiking in the Adirondacks for a second day, exploring a new trail I'd long been curious about.
|the first views open up at 0.3 mile up the trail|
|the true summit is somewhere up here|
|photo by Erwin|
|thank you, J. Lawyer!|
|photo by Erwin|