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Peaking and Peeping on Carrigain

 Mt Carrigain, White Mountains

I took a break from section hiking the Appalachian Trail this weekend and climbed Mt. Carrigain (4,700 ft), the 14th highest peak on the White Mountain 4,000 footer list. Fall foliage is at its peak in the mountains and Carrigain is said to have the best views in the Whites. It's situated at the southern end of the Pemigewasset Wilderness, which is an area I haven't hiked at all, but want to explore further next year. The peaks and forests in this area are well away from the trail heads, which means less people in the backcountry.

As usual, I got up at 4:30 am and drove to the Whites. I took me about 2 and a half hours to make it to the trail head and I was on the trail by 7:45 am. I had driven north in light rain, but the sky was clearing when I drove through Crawford Notch, so I was hopeful to have a clear summit.

 River Stones and Autumn Leaves

It's a 5 mile hike up Carrigain from the Sawyer Rd parking lot with an elevation gain of about 2,750 ft. I was carrying a full pack to train up for two overnight backpacking trips I'm doing in the next two weekends. I'll be experimenting with some major new gear variations before winter including the Scarp 1 Tarptent, Golite Ultralite 20 down quilt, Thermarest Neo, and Montbell Breeze Bivy and I wanted to see how they carried beforehand. I was also wearing my leather Asolos for the first time in several months: definitely heavier than my non-leather Asolo Flame boots, but there is no comparison in terms of the added support and better toe kick protection. I love my leather Asolos (gush).

The trail up to Carrigain starts out easy but gets increasingly challenging as you ascend. It follows a beautiful stream for the first mile and a half with many excellent wild camp sites along it's banks. I'm going to have to come back here and do some more hiking and camping in the area.

There are a few easy stream crossings over Whiteface Brook and Carrigain Brook, but I could see how these would be more challenging in deeper water. As it was, I was stepping on submerged rocks to get across.

As I got higher up Carrigain, it got colder and there was a light rain falling by the time I started climbing the mountain proper. The footing was a bit slippery but not too bad. I wore my rain shell for a while, but switched over to my new Marmot DriClime Catalyst Jacket (review forthcoming) before breaking treeline for a little bit more warmth. The DriClime has a soft wicking liner which kept up amazingly well with the sweat that builds up under my pack during a climb. This is going to be a great layer for winter hiking.

When I broke treeline, the summit ridge was completely clouded over. Visibility was about 25 yards and a steady wind was blowing over the areas unprotected by krumholz. I checked my map and saw that there were two high points along the ridge and I knew from reading the White Mountain Guide the previous evening that there was an observation tower up here somewhere.  I continued along the top of the mountain, stopping briefly to investigate a covered up well, which must have been the water supply for a fire ranger sometime in the past.

 View from the Top - Mt Carrigan

When I got to the base of the fire tower, the mist was still thick as soup. I thought about climbing the tower, which is only about two stories high. As I watched the mist woosh by me, I heard this otherworldly tinkling sound, like Santa's sleigh bells. As it turns out there was someone else up at the summit, a guy named Ed, who looked like a bundled up Santa, with a hyper welsh terrier. They were playing fetch with a dog ball that had bells in it. Actually, it was micro-fetch since a long throw would have taken the dog off a cliff. I got to play with the dog myself, while I passed the day with Ed.

Ed was waiting at the summit for a hiking dog named Terra and about a half dozen other hiking dogs and their retainers. Terra was going to be completing here 48th White Mountain 4,000 footer on Carrigain and all of the other dogs were there to celebrate with her. From what I gather, this particular dog is known far and wide in the Whites.

After a short chat with Ed, I headed back down the summit. He was hopeful that the weather would clear in an hour or so, but I wasn't going to hang around, although technically, I had the shelter to do so. I headed down the way I came and had a little surprise: awareness.

Signal Ridge Trail in Autumn, White Mountains

Hiking is always meditative for me, in the sense that I try to be present for it by thinking and feeling what I'm doing, instead of thinking about work, or the past and the future. Being in the present or aware during my hikes relieves me of the anger, anxiety and fear that I carry throughout the week and really recharges my batteries.

On my hike up Carrigain, I wasn't feeling much undirected anger, which is an emotion I often feel for the first mile or so on a Saturday hike. Instead, I was very focused on the sensations in my feet and right knee and on temperature regulation, as I climbed up the mountain with a full pack. So, you can imagine my surprise on the descent when I really became aware of the colors and woods around me.

I recognized that I'd been on the same trail during my ascent, but things just looked a bit different: sharper and lusher. It may have just been a matter of light or possibly time. Autumn is the one season, it seems, where a trail can change it's appearance dramatically during the course of a few hours. Falling leaves and the reflection of rain on them can change the way the forest looks. 

My state of heightened awareness didn't really hit me full force until I got down to 700 meters of elevation, which is about 2.5 miles from the trail head. After that, the rest of this hike was a kaleidoscopic marvel that I savored, pausing frequently to frame scenes in my mind and absorb the autumn glory.

Crawford Notch in Autumn

4 comments

  1. Autumn glory indeed. The whole scene of light shining into the forest looks great and the whole trail says to me come walk here.

  2. That sounds so much like my hike up E Osceola on Oct 3: the trail getting tougher the higher you get, the rain starting on the way up, the lack of visibility!

    How is your knee holding up? Did you take any precautions during this hike to prevent pain?

  3. I looked at the pictures on your site – exactly the same experience. But it doesn't matter. There's never a bad day hiking, even if there's no view. Equanimity is the name of the game. I'm sure you understand.

    Thanks for asking about the knee. I brought along a Cho-Pat but didn't end up needing it. I'm going to test the knee again with a heavier load tomorrow, climbing Galehead mountain. I had originally planned to do the Garfield Ridge Trail (AT) on an overnight but decided to cancel that trip because conditions have deteriorated so much in the Whites (winter arrived 1 month early). So tomorrow's pack will contain a lot of winter gear for above treeline walking, but just for a long day hike.

  4. Great pictures and looks like a great hike! Gotta love those fall colors on the trees and trails!

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