The views on my lunch break walk today were of a snowy Grand Mesa and patches of snow in the shadowy parts of the Riverfront Trail in Grand Junction. Feeling that cold wind and taking a look at the snow brought back memories from late fall walkings with my father in Georgia.
I matured in Georgia and when or two times each year we ‘d make trips to the mountains. We didn’t trek much at that time, but we enjoyed the views and the fall colors. Later, when I remained in college, my dad decided to backpack portions of the Appalachian Path. His final sector on the Georgia part was a short day trek from Springer Mountain to Long Creek Falls. I got to join him for this last section. The images below are thanks to Daddy.
Searching For Chester Creek from a bridge on the AT At that time I didn’t own “moisture-wicking”gear or a nifty pack with a hip belt. I may have had a set of treking boots, but I certainly didn’t have a camelbak hydration pack! In some of the photos below you’ll see I was using a leather bomber jacket and bring a denim knapsack. It didn’t matter however, the experience was still the very same: Father and I, alone in the wilderness and the cold, consuming Lance brand cheese crackers at Long Creek Falls as it began to snow on us.
Dad and his homemade walking stick at Long Creek Falls A really young me at a rest stop on the Benton McKaye Trail Later, as the temperature levels fell, we rushed back to the truck where Papa established his camp stove and heated water for Ramen Noodles. They were the finest noodles ever! I’m sure that had something to do with the cold temperature levels and the novelty of slurping hot noodles while being in the truck, but for whatever factor, they were fantastic.
Daddy and I at Long Creek Falls
I asked Father to send some logistical details about the path and our route: We parked on Forest service 42 where the A.T. crosses the roadway. this has to do with 0.9 miles north of the southern terminus at Springer Mountain. We continued northbound on the A.T. and after about 1.4 miles pertained to Stover Creek Shelter where we read a couple of pages in the shelter register. Continuing north on the A.T. about 1.5 miles we pertained to the log bridge over Chester creek. Just after the creek, we crossed USFS 58 at the location called 3 Forks. This is the merging of 3 mountain streams that form Noontoola Creek. From there the A.T parallels one of those creeks (Long Creek) for 0.9 more miles to Long Creek Falls. On the return, we used the Benton McKaye path which converges the A.T. several locations along that area. We were on the BMT on Rich Mountain when we first saw the snow.
Crossing the bridge at Chester Creek
Memories of early hiking experiences have definitely helped to shape my attitude towards treking and outside experiences these days. The unpleasant minutes, like snow and cold weather condition, are always levelled by fantastic moments like consuming noodles and sitting by a waterfall.
Pleased Thanksgiving everyone!
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