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Saturday, June 15, 2013

Married on Marcy

On Saturday, June 15th, I married my most favorite person on the planet (that would be Davo!) in one of our most favorite places on the planet (that would be the summit of Mt. Marcy in Adirondacks!).

It was epic.

awww heck yeah!
And since it was fairly dang epic, I figure it deserves a little trip report.



Day 1 (in blue), Friday June 14th:  Loj to Marcy Dam, Avalanche Pass, Avalanche Lake & the Hitch-up Matildas, Lake Colden, and up the Opalescent River to a tent site near Feldspar Lean-To.

Highlights:
**a sandwich with about 3/4'' of meat and cheese at Avalanche Pass;
**cussing my head off trying to navigate around Avalanche Lake with a pack loaded with champagne and a wedding dress;
**the lovely hike up the Opalescent River, very pretty.

Conditions were pretty good along these sections of trail; everything was about as muddy as I expected (and not nearly as bad as later in the trip).  A thunderstorm rolled through in the early evening, but otherwise the weather was decent.  Didn't experience too many blackflies, either.  The hiking was more tiring than I was expecting; not only were we carrying four days worth of food, we were carrying nicer (i.e. heavier) food, plus some champagne, plus all of our wedding clothes and stuffs, etc.

looking back at Avalanche Lake
Day 2 (in purple):  Marcy, Skylight, and Grey

Highlights:
**Holy guacamole, we got married!!


The quick story...  we had been watching the weather obsessively since late May, and it looked like 6/15 would be clear and cold.  That'll do!

We got up early and left camp by 7:00.  I did my hair at Lake Tear of the Clouds, source of the Hudson River.  This is about the point that the butterflies started in my stomach.
The hike from Feldspar Leanto to Marcy is straight forward.  I half regret not trying for the summit at dawn, but then again, I like sleeping and wanted to be mentally sound for such an important day.  I washed my boots at the timberline so they wouldn't wipe mud all over my dress, and then we finished the hike to the summit.  Putting on makeup 10 miles from the nearest road is a surreal experience.

And then it was time to get married.


So how did this all work?  We were legally married in the State of New York in early May, so we did not need an officiant for our ceremony.  In our experience, involving God or the government in a promise between two human beings does not seem to improve the odds of success.  Instead, we had a self-uniting ceremony (legal in Colorado and Pennsylvania!), reading our vows to each other and exchanging rings.


It was one of the most important, emotionally charged, memorable, and special memories of my life.  :-)

The weather at the summit was great - clear, cold, and windy, but not so bad that I couldn't take off my coat for a few photos!  We stayed on the summit, just enjoying the views and relaxing, for about two hours.  We both ended up with sunburn on our noses.


Finally, it was time to drag ourselves away from the summit.  We put on our awesome "Just Married!" shirts and hiked back down to Four Corners.


The hike up Skylight was straightforward, and we lingered on the summit, talking to some other hikers.  The hike up Grey was also straightforward, though a bit messier, and with fewer views, so we didn't linger quite as long.  We returned to camp in the late afternoon, having taken something like 9 hours to cover the 6 mile day.

We greeted a DEC ranger, who would be the last person we would see for the next 36 hours.  That was one of my favorite parts of the trip - time totally alone with my new husband, getting used to the feeling of being married.


Good thing we like each other, because our weather window got smashed with a baseball bat on Sunday.

Day 3 (in yellow):  Redfield and Cliff Mountains

Highlights:
**We didn't get hypothermia or zapped by lightening.  Count yer blessings.
**The trail on Redfield was more fun and more interesting than I was expecting for a "trailless" peak.
**Laying in the tent with my new husband, playing the letter game to pass the time while it rained.
**Running around, collecting our stuff in the rain, and sprinting to the lean-to to set up a dry camp - hilarious!


Tried to wake up early to beat the afternoon thunderstorms, but man Day Three always kicks my butt.  We got a decently early start, slightly after 7:00 a.m.  The hike up Redfield was straight forward, following a river that turned into a creek that turned into a drainage, the trail joining and splitting from the water.  We didn't stay long at the top, expecting the weather to turn, and by the time we reached the junction for the Cliff Mtn. trail it had started to drizzle.


Conditions on Cliff were pretty bad - extremely muddy.  There were a few times that I was thankful for my climbing skills, as it was more secure to throw in a hand jam than attempting to palm a wet sloper.  We did our best to climb carefully, not to pull on vegetation, not to slip all over the place, in a lame attempt to minimize erosion, but I don't know if there's much that can be done when the trails look like ^that^ (other than come back another day, but I don't know if this mountain is ever not a huge pile of muddy cliffs).

By the time we reached the top, it was raining.  I was not psyched for the descent.


Back at camp, we stripped off our wet clothes and hopped in the tent to dry.  2:00 p.m.  Lots of time until dinner and bedtime.  Good thing we like each other.


As soon as our tent started doing this:


I knew it was time to make a break for it.  We grabbed all of our stuff and moved over to the now vacant Feldspar Lean-To.  Finally, some room to spread out, hang up our soaking wet gear, and cook dinner in a dry space!


Day 4 (in red):  Feldspar Lean To to Lake Arnold, Indian Falls, Tabletop Mountain, Marcy Dam, and the Loj

Highlights:
**Making it across the sketchiest bog crossing I have ever experienced
**Summiting our sixth mountain in four days
**Arriving at a Marcy Dam lean-to just as thunderstorm rolled through
**Having rationed just enough food not to be hungry

Man, it sucks to put on wet boots in the morning.  You know what sucks even more?  This:


That crossing, somewhere between Feldspar Lean To and Lake Arnold, is AWFUL.  Those logs aren't resting on anything - they're floating.  And that log to the left?  It rolls.  I may have had a minor freak out.  Dave had to walk first me, and then my pack, across.  Thanks, honey!  After a night of hiking, this trail on the south/east side of Colden (which is usually wet to begin with) was a total mess.

The rest of the hike wasn't too bad, though my pack was so heavy that I was really struggling.  We stopped at Indian Falls for a very quick photo (hmm, look at those clouds over Algonquin), then quickly ran up Tabletop Mountain.  Dave commented that we made it up there quickly, and I said "Sure we did - I get to eat a Clif Bar at the top!"  Yeah, food was running a bit low at that point.  Made it to Marcy Dam just as the heavens opened and a thunderstorm rolled through.  Luckily for us, it was a convenient lunch stop, so we ate some food and waited out the rain.

The walk from Marcy Dam to the Loj was pretty special.  We entered the woods as individuals and emerged a new little family unit.  With the mud, the rain, the blackflies, and the heavy packs, we had no need to smash a glass in the Jewish tradition at our ceremony - we had already experienced our trials and emerged stronger as a result.

checking out of the trail register...  mr. and mrs.
And that was the trip.  It was everything we had hoped for, and then a little bit more.


May there be many miles of happy trails in our future.  :-)

P.S.  More photos here.

P.P.S.  We made an awesome album using Shutterfly - check it out!

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Trip Report: Winter in the Dix Mountain Wilderness

We camped and hiked in the Dix Wilderness over the long New Year's weekend.

We started at the Round Pond trailhead on Saturday afternoon and hiked the ~4 miles to the Boquet River lean-to.  The trail was already broken, but with a fully loaded pack and heavy feet (winter boots + snowshoes), it was a tiring hike.

At the intersection of the Round Pond trail and the Boquet River trail, the snow bridge over the creek had collapsed, leaving us to balance our way across a log.

this would be a really, really bad time to lose your balance
We made it across with no dunkings (though I was mentally rehearsing the process for getting a hypothermic person wrapped into a plastic sleeping bag burrito).

inside the bouquet river lean-to
we melted snow for water
We saw a snowshoe hare circling our camp.  Super neat - I haven't seen much wildlife in the ADKs during the winter on day hikes, so that was a real treat.

snowshoe hare wants to eat my mac n' cheese. i want to eat snowshoe hare.
On Sunday morning, we hiked the last 2 miles to the summit of Dix Mountain, the 6th highest peak in New York State.  The first mile was moderate, and then it got STEEP.  With the knee-deep snow, it was one step forward and slide two back.

steeeeep
But we made it!

summit pic
The weather on top was crazy and intense:  the wind was screaming up the east side of the mountain.

beautiful but unpleasant
But, wow, were the views beautiful!



We raced back down the mountain and back to the lean-to, where we packed up and out, finishing the hike by headtorch.

the "after" picture"

So, how do you stay warm while winter camping?
1)  Eat, eat, eat (Saturday dinner for Dave and I was 3 boxes of mac n' cheese + 4 hotdogs + 1 stick of butter);
2)  Stay active (run in circles, do crunches, split firewood);
3)  Fire (hike to find dead n' down wood, drag it back to camp, saw it, split it, stack it... then finally burn it).

Overall, I did pretty well at staying warm, especially considering we did not get a fire going so this was technically "cold camping" (heh, yeah right).  I think it got down to about 5 F at night.  Next time, I need to work on winter fire techniques (fire pan?), having easier-to-eat trail foods and easier-to-access hydration, and a better way to keep my hands dry-ish and warm-ish (or at least not frozen).

It was an awesome trip to kick off the winter season, and I'm really looking forward to the next!

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

June Through December

The second half of 2012... in pictures.

Summer Fun In Ithaca!

jumping for joy on summer solstice
enjoying the sunset at stewart park
not-so-clandestine waterfall jumping at buttermilk falls
sciencenter fun for my 30th birthday (is that what our kids will look like?!)
being temporarily homeless (between apartments) & camping in danby state forest
radishes from our garden
A Visit to North Carolina

mother/ daughter portrait
mummers walking in the gardens
Also,
That One Time I Got Stung By A Bee On My Morning Run
& Turned Into A Baby Dinosaur
rawr
 Then It Was Autumn

autumn's colors at thatcher's pinnacles
autumn walks with diane and fudgie
city and lake views from the top of the maple tree in our backyard
hiking mt. mansfield in burlington, vermont
  Lots of Trips to the Gunks

climbing
more climbing
falling
 And Also A Trip To Rumney

climbing again
more climbing (nice red shirts, guys)
climbing dolt and jolt (no really, that's what the routes are named)
A Late Autumn Trip To Poke-O-Moonshine

it's a gonna be cold, need my finger warmers
adirondack autumn


pano stolen from timo
A Kentucky Thanksgiving At The Red River Gorge

finally on the sharp end
also doing some bird flipping. what?!... it was cold.
Hello, 2013.  :-)

Monday, June 4, 2012

Home Is Here

After climbing Santa Maria and saying "hasta luego" to our friends in Xela, we started the 60 hour journey back to Ithaca.

Long trip:  
bus from Xela to Guate;
overnight in Guate;
attempt to fly out the next morning;
my flight is majorly delayed while Dave's was not;
consequently I miss my connecting flight in Ft. Lauderdale and spend the night in Florida while Dave continues on to NYC;
good thing I packed lots of food (Spirit gives you nothing) and my toothbrush (Dave had the rest of my carry-on);
realize once again that America is SO unfriendly to newcomers and visitors (so much for "give me your tired and poor");
fly to NYC the next morning (thankfully I didn't have to wait until the following evening);
Dave and I get horribly lost leaving LGA and end up in Staten Island (!);
arrive in Ithaca 60 hours after leaving Xela.

And now I'm home...

...it's been AWESOME.

We took a climbing road trip up to Rumney, NH over Memorial Day weekend and climbed until there was no skin left on our fingertips.  Dave had some impressive leads (I <3 my rope gun), as many of our other climber friends.  I redpointed a few routes I had flailed on last autumn.  Maybe I'm finally getting stronger.
this doesn't suck. top-roping the 5.11 at 5.8 crag
Random aside:  I've now surpassed the climbing goal I wanted to achieve when I first started.  Within another year, I think I will surpass my revised goals.  The funny thing about goals is that they're always a receding target.  I am thankful I have become wiser to this phenomenon.
this route kinda sucked.
What else, what else.

Ithaca Festival.  Yay, the students are gone, let those freak flags fly!
make art!
goats on cayuga street
We found a new apartment.  Not quite downtown, but a short uphill bike ride to South Hill.  Even though we don't move 'til August, the landlord is allowing us to garden all summer.  Score.
paste tomatoes plus six different open-pollinated/ heirloom tomato varieties, peppers, zukes, cukes, green beans, purple beans, radishes, lettuce, spinach, kale, strawberries (if i can keep the damn squirrels away), basil, thyme, oregano, stevia, chamomile, chives, mint.
wanted pea pods/ snow peas but couldn't find seeds.
I guess that's all:  here I am.  And for the first time in a long time, it seems right to be here.

I joke about the "Saturn Return" with my friends.  Every 27-30 years, Saturn returns to the position it was in the sky when you were born.  Supposedly, the late twenties are a period of significant change and upheaval in people's lives--getting married (or not, if the State doesn't allow you that right), having kids, major life transitions, career struggles, existential questions.  I put zero faith in astrology, but I surely don't doubt the concept of the Saturn Return.  For me, ages 25 to 30 was wild!

But after all of the upheaval, the here and there, the newness and change, I've found myself living about 2 miles from where I lived in August of 2000, when I first moved to Ithaca.  And for all of the changing that's happened in the past 12 years, I'm more myself now than ever before.

For the first time in a long time, it seems right to be here, on all levels.  In a town that I love, with a guy whom I love, with friends whom I love, doing things that I love to do.
gorges
I'll probably continue to update this blog periodically, especially for trip reports or travels.  I'm thinking about migrating over a few posts from the old Peru blog, just to have them all in one place.  Might write a little about the garden or share some recipes (how to make super easy, super delicious, super cheap yoghurt, for example).  I start my new job on June 18th, though, so who knows how much time I'll want to spend on the computer.

One final picture.  This one from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan on the drive out to Minnesota.

P.S.  Honeymoon in Patagonia?