Ridgerunner Weekend #4, Bulls Bridge and Ten Mile River

For this weekend I covered the New York border up to the Bull’s Bridge. While not a lot of miles I added a few by doing a loop past the campsites up to the market for a root beer, and then back to the campsite. I did that again the second day, without the stop at the market. I met many nobo and sobo thru hikers, and a mom supporting her 15 year old thru hiker. I helped them with advice on town resources, itineraries, shelter and campsite options and conditions and had some fantastic conversations with them all about trail names and hiking in general.

I really enjoy this part of the job. There are a lot of great people out there on their journies and I love to hear their stories. One of my favorite moments of the weekend was saying “welcome to Connecticut” to a thru hiker just as he was entering our section and I was reaching the end of my shift at the New York border. He said thanks and then I heard him holler gleefully as he reached the Connecticut sign and I smiled as I walked in the opposite direction. I really felt like a trail ambassador and representative of this fine section in that moment.

Another great moment was going down to the river after setting up my camp to see our resident blue Heron we named Jim. He stood on a rock about 30 feet across the river near the opposite bank and posed there for about 30 minutes while I sketched him from the beach. I also came across a raspberry patch which gave me a boost of energy and morale.

The bugs were merciless and the humidity was pretty bad, but I always enjoy and embrace the suck because it is always so special to be out there. It heals me so. I will be headed down to North Carolina in a week to do 2-3 days of hiking there with Fielden Stream. Those glorious balds should bee just the therapy we need to deal with a bunch of difficult things we’re dealing with right now.

I brought my hammock out again after using it in my yard at home a few times and getting more comfortable in it. I also realized its more comfortable for me without a pad. So I will either need to get an underquilt or just use it in the dead middle of summer when its 70+ degrees at night. On this night it dropped to around 59 and being right near the river, it was colder, and I had an hour or so where it was a bit uncomfortable and I really bundled up but this is also because I brought my summer 55 degree bag not my 24 degree down bag.  I will find the right combinations, as its really much gentler on my back! I tried the inflatable pillow and while I like it, it slid around a lot in the hammock, so when hammocking I might stick to my current clothing bag pillow technique. It’s easier to keep in place.

And I finally tried out my Dirty Girl Gaiters my daughter got me and loved them!  So they will be a regular item going forward.  I really got into the zone this time out. I just really wanted and needed to be out there very much this time. I joked with my wife when I returned and was in a bit of a transition fog that I had re-adapted to my wild origins like a runaway animal does when in the wild too long. If only I could stay out much longer. One day.

Photos below.

Miles day 1: 6.2

Miles day 2: 5.7

— Linus

Welcome to Connecticut!

Welcome to Connecticut!

A beautiful scene

A beautiful scene

Rt 55 trail entrance

Rt 55 trail entrance

The trail above the Housatonic

The trail above the Housatonic

The trail along the Housatonic

The trail along the Housatonic

A tale of two trail snacks

A tale of two trail snacks

LIvin in a bag down by the river

LIvin in a bag down by the river

The Housatonic

The Housatonic

Jim the blue Heron

Jim the blue Heron

My sketchbook and trail journal

My sketchbook and trail journal

Running the ridges

Running the ridges

Looking upriver from the campsite

Looking upriver from the campsite

Winding up that hill

Winding up that hill

My new dirty girl gaiters

My new dirty girl gaiters

So humid my shirt is drenched with sweat

So humid my shirt is drenched with sweat

 

Ridgerunner Weekend #5, Ten Mile River Area, South Kent, CT

Housatonic Overlook on Herrick Trail

Housatonic Overlook on Herrick Trail

My last summer seasonal ridge runner weekend was over the October 14th weekend. It ended up that I just went out on the Sunday for the day.  I met up with my buddy Ray from our Connecticut AMC chapter. We walked down to the Ten Mile River shelter and campsites from the Bulls Bridge trailhead and found plenty of issues. Both bear boxes were left open, one filled with bags of food trash.

Clearing illegal fire ring

Clearing illegal fire ring

At the shelter was left a whole onion, and a cast iron pot which was clearly used to cook in the night before. All of these things are an open invitation to wildlife, even in daylight. This then becomes a danger for humans, and a danger for the wildlife.

It is known that a boy scout troop was there the night before. I’d just like to reiterate that as scouts you and especially your leaders are responsible for following and teaching leave no trace. Had I had the chance to encounter them I would have gone through this in person but please, we all must follow these rules.  I also found 2 fire pits behind the shelter, with beer cans and tinfoil.

Moss and Nightcrawlers

Moss and Nightcrawlers

Ray packed out the trash and iron pot while I continued my walk up to Ten Mile Summit and the Housatonic Overlook. And I cleaned up the firepits on the way back and checked the privies for issues.

The more people break the rules and risk the delicate agreement between private landowners along the trail perimeter, the more the very trail is put at risk. Please follow the rules. As a former scout, it breaks my heart to think there might be leaders out there willingly breaking leave no trace rules but also teaching scouts that this is acceptable behavior. It’s not.

Me and Ray, CT AMC pals

Me and Ray, CT AMC pals

Enjoy nature. Take only pictures, leave only footprints.

Lecture over. Happy trails

Miles: 5