Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Bushwhack to Emmons Glacier in Mt. Rainier National Park

Unnamed Lake, Goat Island Mountain, and Emmons Glacier. I took this photo the previous day, from First Burroughs.

In the foreground is the unnamed lake south of Emmons Glacier. Emmons Glacier is below Little Tahoma (the rocky mountain) and a portion of Emmons Glacier is to the right. 

While visiting my twin brother at Mt Rainier National Park this past September, we bushwhacked to Emmons Glacier. This was after spending a night in the Fremont Lookout, and going up First and Second Burroughs, as well as bushwhacking partially up Goat Island Mountain. This meant we had the opportunity to view Emmons Glacier from unique perches high-up on both sides of the valley. This made the bushwhack to Emmons Glacier that much more interesting. 

The side of the glacial moraine in the valley where Emmons Glacier is

Jonathan during the bushwhack to Emmons Glacier
Initially we planned to go from the unnamed lake to the headwaters of the White River, then take the stream up the glacier. However, this route quickly became very dense and impassable. We ended up backtracking and eventually found a makeshift rock-cairn route along glacial boulders, which poked up above much of the conifers in the area, making the hike a bit easier.

I took this photo the previous day, from First Burroughs. The route we took during the bushwhack is approximately sketched in read. 

A spectacular view en route to Emmons Glacier

In front of Emmons Glacier

Jonathan looking  upon Emmons Glacier towards the end of the bushwhack

First and Second Burroughs and the Sunrise Rim trail ridge area, the edge of the glacial moraine to the left. The headwaters of the White River flowing from Emmons Glacier can be seen in the bottom right corner.
This hike afforded us spectacular views of the Burroughs Mountains, Mt. Rainier, Little Tahoma, Goat Island Mountain, and the surrounding landscape. Every step was breathtaking. We were fortunate to have a day of amazing weather, with no clouds in the sky. In fact, it was almost too sunny. Emmons Glacier itself was stunning. Standing at the base of the glacier, which was covered in rock and sediment, it gave off a feeling of immense power. I remember feeling a bit awe-struck, in a nervous way. Large ice chunks could be seen and heard breaking off in the center, crashing into the ground and forming the headwaters. We scrapped off a bit of sediment and touched the glacier ice, it was exciting!

Emmons Glacier, Little Tahoma above it and part of Mt. Rainier to the right. 

Me, Emmons Glacier, Little Tahoma above it and part of Mt. Rainier to the right. 

Me and Jonathan well in front of Emmons Glacier. The perspective of this photo makes the glacier appear small, but it is quite large.

An unnamed stream flowing into the valley
This hike was a fitting end to a fun week, which let us explore in-detail a large corner of Mt. Rainier National Park.

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Guana River State Park

Sabal minor (Dwarf palmetto) understory

My twin brother and I visited St. Augustine Florida over New Years to see a good friend from the northeast. While there, we took some time to explore a nature preserve, Guana River State Park. Sections of it are salt marsh, pine savannah and live oak forests. 

Spanish moss (Tillandsia usneoides)

Sabal minor (Dwarf palmetto) understory 

Jonathan examining "pressure releases"  (jk)

we had fun making fake bear tracks then waiting and hoping that people would notice them. 

Tolomato River

A well from an old settlement

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Foothills Trail to Laurel Fork Falls in Jocassee Gorges, SC

A couple of weeks ago me and Kermit hiked a portion of the Foothills Trail to Laurel Fork Falls, and a bit past there and back again. It was a beautiful out-and-back hike from the Foothills Trail trail-head at the gravel parking area off the narrow dirt Horse Pasture Road, which is in the middle of a large conservation area known as Jocassee Gorges. This area abuts the southern Appalachian Mountains and is part of the geological feature known as the,"Blue Ridge Escarpment." It is a mountainous region that separates the Blue Ridge Mountains from the Piedmont. Check out these two interesting links here and here on Jocassee.

Source: WNCVI   

Kermit really enjoys getting out in the woods.

Water break along the trail. Many of the small headwater streams that feed Laurel Fork Creek were dry

Vast portions in the canopy of the forests of the southern Appalachians are dead. The eastern hemlock, Tsuga canadensis, is being decimated by the invasive pest known as the Hemlock Woolly Adelgid (HWA) (Adelges tsugae).  The mite attacks the phloem of the hemlock, going after the nutrient-rich sap, which ultimately kills the tree. When I worked at the Cary Institute of Ecosystem Studies in Millbrook NY, I was able to see some of the damage the HWA can wreck on trees, but I never saw anything as widespread as the forests in Jocassee Gorges. Dr. Gary Lovett, a Forest Ecologist at the Cary Institute, is a fantastic scientist and does some really great, and important, research on the HWA, as well as other invasive plant pests. I did not see a single healthy (and only a few) living adult trees. The scattered small trees were few and far between, and they were all in very poor condition. I was, and still am, shocked by the havoc that the HWA has done to the southern Appalachian forests. I have read some of the peer-reviewed research on it, so I was aware of it from the intellectual side, but seeing the damage first-hand was eye-opening. I first saw it last November when I was in Jocasse for work, but spending two days and a night in the forest was a different experience. 

Laurel Fork Falls, which feeds into Lake Jocassee

I arrived at the trail head close to 2pm, I left my house several hours later than I anticipated, when life got in the way of my plans. So I hauled down the trail to the falls, which me and Kermit checked out from the overlook, before cutting back and exploring a way until we found a secluded spot to camp. 

Kermit was pooped after a solid afternoon of hiking

I used my homemade alcohol stove to cook up some pad-thai, a recipe my twin brother showed me. 

We camped near Laurel Fork Creek, it's a beautiful area. I had just enough daylight left after hiking the 9 miles at a breakneck pace to make camp and scrounge up wood for a nice relaxing fire. 

pad thai!

Sometimes I wonder if Kermit is confused as to why we spent hours walking in the woods to then sleep in the woods, and walk up and do it again the next day. Like any dog, he loves running around in the woods, but he also appreciates the finer things in life, like leather couches and warm houses. 

Kermit is a beautiful dog with a great temperament 

Me and Kermit on one of the footbridges over Laurel Fork Creek

The valley the Foothills Trail cuts down into is stunning, with mountain laurel and rhododendron dominating the understory of the forest. Sometimes I felt like I was walking through a green tunnel.

A portion of the stairs along the Foothills Trail down to Virginia Hawkins Falls

The trail passes by Virginia Hawkins Falls, which right now is only a trickle. When I saw it last year during a work trip, it had much more flow, and was quite impressive.