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High Peaks Region, Adirondacks, NY 2007

Organized by: Julie Sutsko

This frigid trip to the Adirondacks took place during the 2007 Thanksgiving break. The Adirondacks were covered with snow during the group’s adventure and while was mostly sunny the temperatures were not above freezing. The first night the group spent in the wild the temperature plummeted to below zero causing various butts to be frozen. Other misadventures included: frozen boots, salami water, eating snow, wild snow leopards loose from the Adirondack zoo, sketchy lake crossings, the Loj, too many Clif Bars, frozen food (all of it), crossing Marcy Dam, one group climbing Mt. Algonquin, and of course the penis cards(?). Despite the seemingly horrible conditions the group had a blast of a trip. If any groups are wanting to revisit the area they should plan to avoid the cold season but if you do go in the cold seasons, be prepared. Gaiters, insulated waterproof boots, and adequate sleeping gear are all MUSTS. Fun was had by all, and no one died.

Members in Attendance:

  • Julie Sutsko
  • Lauren Reed
  • Johnson Martin
  • Kaitlin Pope
  • Nick Clabbers
  • Zack Haas
  • Brian Sabri
  • Amanda Morrow
  • Brian Newman
  • Brooke Osborne
  • James Basham

Oil Creek State Park January 23-25, 2009

Organized by: Joe Moran

This expedition in late January to Oil Creek State Park met with biblical weather, namely 2-3 feet of snow and near-zero temperatures. The following is a detailed description of the trip as related by Joe Moran, the master story teller.

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The most memorable portions of the trip were pretty much the entire ordeal.From start to finish it was some of the coldest/most difficult camping I’ve ever done

Initially, the first friday night, we drove into the Wolfkiel Run shelter parking area and just had to make a short quarter-mile walk down from the parking to the shelter area map link: http://www.dcnr.state.pa.us/stateparks/parks/oilcreek/oilcreek_mini.pdf

We had rented Two shelters, but decided upon everybody cramming into one, we were joined that night by a group of Boy Scouts who had taken up the rest of the 6 or 7 shelters.

We woke up that Saturday morning in good spirits ready to take on the Day, (The Boy scout group was also heading to the same Cow run campsite, except they were taking a direct route )

It was about 10:30 and we had to make a choice as to what were were going to do, we could have followed the boy scouts and done the 5 mile route, OR if we were feeling up to it then we could try out the 11 Mile route. We (being all the optimists) voted to do the 11 mile route that took us North along the river to a Suspension Bridge Crossing near Boughton run, and back South to the Cow Run shelters on the other side of the Oil Creek river

So we made our way along the absolutely stunning and snow drenched terrain. The Snow was about 3 feet deep and I was ahead breaking through it. After about thirty minutes to an hour of trudging through the snow, we came to a sort of marker sign and I incorrectly judged that we had gone about 2 Miles already…

In actuality we had probably gone a half a mile at most. From then on it was just snow and exhaustion. We finally reached the suspension bridge and had an extremely cold lunch as we were not hiking anymore and our body temperatures went down. The oranges though, I will say and everyone will attest to, those oranges were the best oranges I have ever eaten.

After we crossed the suspension bridge we still had more than half to go. Instead of following the Trail we decided to go along the train tracks that ran parallel to Oil Creek. It was still absolute brutality. At this point everyone was on their last leg of energy just giving everything they had trudging through the snow, trying to follow the footprints that Ed was making.

Walking along those train tracks seemed to take FOREVER, we might have been going 1 mile an hour tops. We took ALOT of breaks, I once heroicly gave everyone a pep talk to just keep pushing and we’ll make it to some picnic area in two miles and like “we’re not going to stop until we get there, we’re going to make it. No breaks. We can do it.” Not more then ten minutes after we set off from my pep talk, I was like “Oh shit I need a break” and we stopped and took a rest. (LOL)

Those train tracks were pure hell and we hadn’t even gotten to the hills.

Along the tracks, Rich’s shoe had a hole in it and his feet were on the verge of freezing, and he switched socks during one of our rests, that was a bit scary.

After what seemed like forever, we finally got to the Miller Farm bridge where the boy scouts had crossed earlier in the day. From then on it was basically following the Tracks that the boy scouts had made.

Problems from then on. Our Water bottles kept freezing and we all were running out of water

it then got dark and right about the time it got dark we started to climb upwards.

We must have been climbing steadly upwards on long switchbacks

Rich was dehydrating and Ed pretty much saved his life, since I was in the front with my headlamp down just basically in a ZONE following the tracks that the boy scouts made. If I didn’t have those tracks to follow it would have taken us alot longer to find our way not to mention not having to break snow.

We were already beyond tired even before it got dark and we started to make our way up the terrain. That last climb up the hill, I remember stopping and waiting a while for Thad and Michele to catch up and then we waited literally 20 minutes for Rich and Ed to catch up.

It was just insane. Without a doubt the most exhausted I had ever been in my life, my feet and hands were freezing, everyone was just BEAT DOWN. We finally made it to the campsite about 3 hours after dark and got a roaring fire going in the shelter. The next day we hiked the short 4 mile route back to the cars. This way was pretty tiring as well. we, myself at least, were able to enjoy the snow covered pines and the scenic beauty of the trail a little more knowing that we weren’t going to DIE.

it was pretty EPIC looking back on the trip one year later. Something that I’ll never forget.

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For those wanting to replicate this experience it is highly recommended that you reserve the shelters in advance, either on line or by phone, because they fill very quickly. Also, tarps to cut the wind coming into the shelters would be a good idea.

Members in Attendance:

  • Joe Moran
  • Michele Gebhart
  • Cat Leece
  • Thaddeus Line
  • Ed Wilson-Ewing
  • Emily Riddle
  • Rich Schatz

Blue Ridge Mountains February, 2010

Organized by: Douglas Weinhold

This weekend excursion to the Blue Ridge Mountains took place in the dead of winter, though if you were to ask the group you need to be alive to plow through 2 feet of snow, uphill. The weather held off for the duration of the trip but there was already significant amounts of snow on the trail. The group prevailed against the white fluff of doom and enjoyed large 12 inch pancakes for breakfast and caught many wonder sights. Golden sunrises, twinkling stars, frozen waterfalls, fantastic vistas, burly boulders, and scotch pine are but a few of the sights taken in. Anyone thinking of reprising a trip to this area would do well to head the recommendations from the group: Do the Marbleyard as a Sunday Dayhike. Friday night, hike up to McAfee Knob from 311, camp, don’t miss sunrise from the Knob!!!  Hike through to the tinker cliffs and camp around there Saturday night.  You will need cars at both ends for this though. Don’t waste time with the “Helicopter Pad”; it is overgrown with scotch pine.  While the view is still fantastic, the tinker cliffs would be much better in my opinion. Crabtree falls is best viewed in early winter before any large snowfalls. This was definitely an awesome trip, and no one died.

Members in Attendance:

  • Douglas Weinhold
  • Rosemarie Scherzberg
  • Kathleen Kerrigan
  • Mike Covolus
  • Emily Riddle
  • Travis Salk
  • Asher Evans
  • Chris McCartney
  • Brian Goldman

Rustic Cabin Camping 2010

Organized by Dan Trew

This cabin camping trip revisited the same cabin as last year in Black Moshannon State Park. The only difficulty of this trip was getting there as the ground was covered with snow and ice. It was not that cold, and it snowed very little during the actual weekend but had snowed the day before the trip. The cabin was in excellent condition and well maintained with large quantities of wood nearby. There is no running water in the cabin, a small inconvenience but not much more. Many board-games were played as well asa fun game of charades. Fun was had by all, no one died. The cabin is moderately priced and well maintained with ample game playing space.

Allegheny Front Trail February 13, 2011

Organized by Dan Trew

This adventurous group of peeps ventured forth into the snowy wilds of the Allegheny Front Trail for some winter backpacking. This crazy troop soon learned that the snow was not just snow but death, layered into snow. A thick layer of ice below the first snow layer covered up yet another layer of death snow waiting to consume a person’s foot. The ice would hold initially, but low, it would break sucking your foot into the crystalline fluff making it a bazillion times harder to walk. The group ditched the original 6 miles for the first day and opted for a shorter 3 miles of snowy back road walking. All in all this group of hardy pioneers had a great time and no one died.

Beginner Backpacking in Rothrock April 2-3, 2011

Organized by: Darcy Rose Mckinley Lester

This introduction to backpacking was designed to be a chance for people who never have gone hiking to get an idea of just how awesome it can be. The group left under high spirits and even higher energy, even for 8:30 in the morning. Once they hit the trail it was soon obvious that this wasn’t going to be an ordinary trek. First there was the snow, lots more snow than most had predicted. While it made for awesome pictures it made an even better weapon. A small scale war broke out. The two nations of The Democratic Group That Likes to Throw Snowballs in the Vicinity of Darcy, and The People’s Republic Next to Darcy Who Like Catching Snowballs competed. There are no winners in war. The land is now strewn with unexploded ordinance that only the great hands of time can ever hope to clean. There lies a single unmarked grave where one snowman now resides. His sacrifice will never be forgotten. In time those who fought in this conflict will return to pay their respects to the fallen and mourn their loss. The following are but a few of the pictures recovered. They will forever serve to illustrate to future generations the tale of this trip.

 

All gave some. These few gave all:

  • Darcy
  • Jarrett
  • Nick
  • Dave
  • Ryan
  • Jania
  • Jordan
  • Maya
  • Lyndsie
  • James
  • Dan
  • Jack
  • Lena
  • Craig