Showing posts with label South Mountains State Park. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South Mountains State Park. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 1, 2026

South Mountains State Park: IssaVibe Adventures Juneteenth Hike

 South Mountains State Park: IssaVibe Adventures Juneteenth Hike - 6/23/24

In 2017 three friends, Ali Steele, Lisa Colvin and Charles Gbenyon, Jr., went on a waterfall hike in North Carolina and noted that there were no Black people on the trails besides themselves. They discussed how important the outdoors is to both body and spirit and how to bring the experience to more people of color. That day the mission called IssaVibe Adventures was born. The Black-owned organization is based “on the principles of exposing Black people to various outdoor activities that are not very common for our demographic. We yearn to diversify nature through visuals, engagement, and making our people feel welcome and comfortable in nature.”

IssaVibe Adventures is based in Charlotte, NC and offers outdoor activities about once a month, including hiking, kayaking, yoga, and a “community unity” support mission for people experiencing homelessness. Anyone is welcome to join any event.

Charles Gbenyon was a keynote speaker at the Friends of the Mountains-To-Sea Trail annual Gathering in 2023 and all three founders led a roundtable breakout session. Mutual love for the outdoors and honest conversations came together for a wonderful learning time. 

Ali Steele, me, Lisa Colvin and Charles Gbenyon, Jr.

In 2024, IssaVibe held a conference in Charlotte called “Reclaiming the Outdoors” and Friends of the MST supported as a sponsor. The first day of the conference had speakers on topics from state parks to meditation techniques to outdoor safety to farming practices – another amazing learning and sharing time.

The second day of “Reclaiming the Outdoors” was a hike at South Mountains State Park and I signed up with another Friends of the MST member. We joined the IssaVibe folks (25 hikers in all) at the picnic parking area, and that’s when I realized that this would be different than any group hike I’d ever been on.

A hiker played rhythms on his djembe drum and did call-and-response as Ali led us on
High Shoals Falls Trail to the waterfall

It was a busy Saturday in the park and lots of other hikers danced along. So much excitement and chatter and laughter! There were many connections and one-on-one conversations as we walked along, crossing bridges on the ground and in our hearts.

High Shoals Falls

On the return hike we took the side trail to Big Bear Falls, a broad cascade that tumbles into a large pool and a series of smaller cascades and pools below. On a hot day, some sat on the rocks with their feet in the water, some waded, and some went all in.

Then Ali called everyone together and introduced his singing bowl. He led us in a Juneteenth remembrance of ancestors, chants, and breathing exercises – another new experience for me with a group of hikers. It was a very special moment.

We walked back to the picnic shelter for food and yoga as a flute played softly in the background. (I now had a whole new appreciation for this.) The food was a full-on cookout, not bring-your-own-cheese-and-crackers, and I stuffed myself. Sadly, I had to leave before yoga but I’ll plan better next time.

I’ve been implicitly taught that listening to the birds and the stillness of the forest, maybe stopping for a quick lunch, is how hiking is done (and I do enjoy that). But this day with IssaVibe showed me that of course there is more than one way to enjoy the outdoors. Singing, dancing, laughing, splashing, sharing and communing are all part of the celebration! The outdoors is for everyone and everyone should feel welcomed and included. I carry this experience with me now and try to see with new eyes.

“Nature is our greatest spiritual teacher.”
 ~Louie Schwartzberg


Friday, March 4, 2022

South Mountains State Park: Another Loop Hike

South Mountains State Park: Another Loop Hike - 3/13/21 - 10.5 Miles

The Tahoe Rim Trail thru-hike is getting closer and I have new trail shoes to break in. I spent a lot of time in the week before today’s hike debating whether and where to go. Steady rain was forecast further west, more driving effort than I wanted to make anyway, and I just felt bored and limited. South Mountains State Park – been there, done that - is not a pretty park in wintertime, but it’s close to where I live, so let’s put on those Altra Timp 2’s and get going.

The Appalachian Trail has one trail blaze: a 2X6-inch white rectangle. Keep those in sight and you’re on the right track. Sometimes you’ll pass a blue blaze indicating a side trail to a water source or a viewpoint or a parking area. State parks, on the other hand, have webs of intersecting trails and it’s easy to get confused (speaking from experience here). Trails are often designated using combinations of colors and shapes. South Mountains SP does a pretty good job of signed intersections IF you are oriented to the trail map (available at the visitor center), but the trail blazes are key. The good news is that the map is in color with large print that even these old eyes can read.

My route today was a lollipop (a short trail, then a counterclockwise loop, then returning to the beginning on the short trail) using Hidden Cove Trail, Turkey Ridge Trail, Little River Trail, Raven Rock Trail, Saddleback Trail, a different part of Turkey Ridge Trail, then Hidden Cove Trail to return to the start.

Hidden Cove Trail begins at the first parking area on the left past the Visitor Center. It passes under the park road and climbs up for 1.5 miles to Turkey Ridge Trail, where I took a left turn.

Do you know which way to go?

Most of the trail miles were on wide roadbeds especially suitable for horses and I saw more equestrians than hikers. I played leapfrog all day with one group of four. It was their first time out this year and they were taking it easy. (Does that mean they are letting me pass them?)

Raven Rock Trail crosses the main park road

Taking a break at a picnic table, I watched a man teaching a young boy how to fish in the Jacob Fork River. The boy wore fishing gear, pants, boots, and a serious look of concentration as he listened to instructions and practiced casting.

Bridge over Jacob Fork - I'll be wading back across the river later on downstream

Raven Rock Trail was the steepest, hardest part of the day, and my calves felt the effort in my zero-drop shoes. I met a lot of horses as I was going up, including my “party of four” who were surprised to see me catch up to them. 


Rock in the trail looks like an alligator’s back

My only long-distance view today

I love spotting the foliage of this early spring flower and shouting the name: Pippsissewa!

I turned left onto Saddleback Trail and enjoyed a wonderful 3.4-mile gentle descent through the pines, horses still behind and ahead of me. Overall, I saw a dozen hikers today and three times as many horses.

At the bottom of the descent, Saddleback Trail ends – on the other side of Jacob Fork River. A large backpacking group, 15 or more folks who looked like beginners, had just crossed. They were drying off and donning socks and shoes as their guide described the next part of their hike to a backcountry campsite. They looked pleased with themselves - as they should be – for conquering a water crossing! This is fun, right?

I had a few miles to go so I opted to keep my shoes dry and wade across barefoot

I crossed the park road again at a different point, following Turkey Ridge Trail from the opposite end, which took me back to Hidden Cove Trail to complete my loop. Just 1.5 miles retracing Hidden Cove Trail and I was back at my car. 

Altra Timp 2’s are now old news and there is an Altra Timp 3. I wore one pair of socks for this hike, no toe sock liners, but in general I wear both. My feet felt great, plenty of room for toes to wiggle. I had to tighten the laces once or twice to find the optimum fit. My feet/toes didn’t hurt during or after the hike and, except for those calves, I experienced no soreness in my legs or hips during or after the hike. My old school leather boots were put out to pasture and I’ll likely never go back.

Listening to John Denver on the drive home, thinking about how my day had started in uncertainty and ended in satisfaction. The hike reminded me that any trail energizes me and I shouldn’t overthink it. Just get moving, pushing uphill and flowing downhill, and if you give yourself up to it, any trail will take you to that place. Trust the trail.

All alone in the universe
Sometimes that's how it seems
I get lost in the sadness and the screams
Then I look in the center
Suddenly everything's clear
I find myself in the sunshine and my dreams
On the road of experience
Join in the living day
If there's an answer
It's just that it's just that way

~John Denver, “Looking For Space”


Wednesday, January 12, 2022

South Mountains State Park: Wintertime Ramble

South Mountains State Park: Wintertime Ramble – 1/16/21 – 12.8 miles

Hiking buddy Carol had been trying for years to entice me to do some winter backpacking in the South Carolina Low Country, but I didn’t have much interest. However, when we booked our plans for a Tahoe Rim Trail thru-hike for the summer of 2021, the notion of training in January made sense. A winter thru-hike of the Swamp Fox Passage section of the Palmetto Trail (South Carolina’s state trail) features lots of pros and very few cons.

Pro: Cold enough to avoid snakes and alligators; no snow; located roughly halfway between our homes; easy, flat hiking; better chance of low water/no flooded areas; gear testing; COVID friendly, backcountry camping; easy bailout points; Carol was into doing all the planning

Cons: Cold rain anywhere is yucky

What does this have to do with South Mountains State Park in North Carolina?

Well, I could use a little training for the training hike. Also, I was just itching to get out for a dayhike meeting my parameters of 12-14 miles, drive time 2 hours or less, not in Pisgah NF because accessibility of forest roads can change with little warning in winter. South Mountains SP is a 90-minute drive from Charlotte, and it’s the largest NC state park with 40 miles of trail. If I could get there early enough I’d beat the Saturday crowds.

I found an old paper map of the park marked with trails I’ve done. There are many combinations of intersecting loops and the idea of new miles was motivating. I roughed out a 15+ mile route with decision points for shortening it if needed.

The visitor center was closed due to COVID but the bathrooms are accessible via outside doors. There’s a kiosk and message board with info for campers, and I picked up an excellent new paper trail map (ok, maybe two, one to draw on and one to keep nice).

The thermometer read 31 degrees, a cold start and precipitation expected in the afternoon, so I must keep an eye on the sky. Clothing was a primary focus of the day, dialing in the right combination of layers to be prepared for four days on the Swamp Fox Passage. I carried a pack full of stuff to see what I would and wouldn’t use: 2 pairs of gloves, puffy jacket, zip-off pants, short sleeved shirt, black lightweight long sleeved shirt, black lightweight fleece, new Lightheart Gear rain jacket, rain pants, and of course my fleece Liberty hat.

I started my hike on the High Shoals Falls Loop from the Jacob Fork parking area at 9:15 a.m. Traces of snow surprised me – will there be more at higher elevation?

Seems that every hike at South Mountains must include High Shoal Falls. Why would you come this close and not check it out? 

Extensive wooden steps and walkways crossing Jacob Fork

These cascades are a prelude in anticipation of the main attraction

High Shoals Falls

High Shoals Falls

Near the top of the falls

Crossing Jacob Fork again above High Shoals Falls

Like most state parks, South Mountains packs a lot of trails into its acreage and the trail blazes can easily confuse me (read here about the last time I showed my lack of navigation skills at SMSP.) Past the bridge, High Shoals Falls Loop and Upper Falls Trail run concurrently for a while, and at the intersection I turned left to stay on Upper Falls Trail.

At the intersection with Headquarters (H.Q.) Trail, I met a massive group of teenagers (40+) sprawled alongside the trail taking a rest break. They all wore black tee shirts that said “U.S. Marines.” Well, you don’t just walk past a group that large without saying hello and asking, “What’s up?” The four leaders (college age?) explained that they were ROTC students from a high school in Hickory, taking a long dayhike. We agreed that Saturdays in January were made for long dayhikes.

I continued on Upper Falls Trail up to the Shinny Creek Trail turnoff (western end) and then backtracked to the H.Q. junction. Along the way I met up with the ROTC group now on the move. I took advantage of a patch of sun at the junction to eat part of my lunch.

Next, I hiked HQ Trail over to the Shinny Creek Trail intersection (eastern end), the location of the Shinny Creek backcountry campsite.  I sat down at a picnic table for a break, but it was too cold in the shade to sit for long.

Winter hiking reveals the true power of the sun. My layering test showed a few surprises: my legs were not cold (I had forgotten to wear leggings under my hiking pants and I didn’t need the rain pants for warmth). My black fleece jacket was a bad choice, too cold without it, too hot with it. My heavy Smartwool quarter-zip shirt would have been better. I wore both pairs of gloves at different times. The rain jacket was a good wind barrier, but probably not heavy enough for rain plus low temperatures.

Dear reader, these details may be dull, but practicing preparedness is THE KEY to a good cold weather experience.  Just sayin’.

I headed up Shinny Creek Trail, and at the Shinny Creek crossing (or is it Kathy Creek?) I was surprised to meet the ROTC crew coming down. Next I turned right to ascend Possum Trail, steep, narrow, rough, and recovering from the Chestnut Knob fire in 2016 that burned 6,400 acres (cause undertermined). 

After fighting my way up Possum Trail, I needed a breather and gentler terrain. I turned right onto Horseridge Trail, and it was less demanding, but I couldn’t ignore the piles of sawed up trees lining both sides of the trail - maybe blowdowns caused by a high wind event? It was distressing to see so much destruction, so much debris. Still traces of snow at the high elevations even with the strong sun.

South Mountains has had a tough time with Mother Nature and it's not a pretty park in the dead of winter. [Please visit in the springtime too!] Yet its staff continues to excel in stewardship, forest management, and programming. It was named 2017 State Park of the Year.

At the next junction I met three folks on horseback, looking more relaxed than I felt. We exchanged hellos and comments on the weather (notice how warmly they’re dressed) and I turned right onto Sawtooth Trail.


Sawtooth apparently refers to the ups-and-downs on this strenuous high ridge trail. About a mile in, a horse hitching post and a picnic table appeared, inviting travelers to stop and take in the view. The horse people came along and Gary (who looked like Santa Claus) shared with me a little history of equestrian friends who, back in the day, had group rides and weekend events. Eventually they disbanded and used group funds to install picnic tables and hitching posts in several locations in the park. Hearing the story from the folks who did the work was a real treat.

At the intersection of Chestnut Knob Trail and Sawtooth Trail, I had a decision to make. Time felt like it was getting short. The air had changed, and although there were glimpses of blue sky, the clouds were thickening and spitting a little bit of snow (still cold!) I opted to cut a few miles off my route and follow Chestnut Knob Trail back to High Shoals Falls Loop to the parking area. 

Along the way, I took the side trail to the Knob Overlook – just like High Shoals Falls, when you’re this close, why would you not?

The last bit of trail down to the Overlook is rutted and steep. I was surprised to see only one person there taking in the view, an Asian man who looked a little bit younger than me. He was very enthusiastic about hiking, and we chatted for more than a few minutes. He said that hiking was his favorite thing to do and he goes every weekend, sometimes with friends or family, but mostly alone because, like me, he doesn’t want to wait for others to be available and “I like to be free.”

I hung around a few minutes more after he departed. I realized that, like many casual hiker encounters, we didn’t feel the need to introduce ourselves but immediately jumped into the hiker vernacular of naming trails we had done or would like to do, and so on. But maybe I should have introduced myself and offered to meet up as a hiking partner sometime…

Recently I mentioned to my daughter that I need blog business cards for when I meet folks out in the woods. This was one of those times!

Remnants of fire on Chestnut Knob Trail

Chestnut Knob Trail has been extensively rehabbed since the 2016 fire, easy tread, not much deadfall (well, maybe a little), winter views into the coves, a pleasant way to end my trek. I passed plenty of people climbing up to the Knob, and I was happy to give the park over to them at 3:00 p.m. and head home. 

A full day on the trails, not much wildlife, but a wide variety of humans! One thing that the pandemic has revealed is that being outside is always better. I’m grateful for North Carolina’s public lands.

I feel like I’ve now mastered GAIA enough to get stats, to stay on track, make decisions along the way, and feel secure in what I’m doing. My layering system is more refined and I’ve got more miles on my hiking legs. Ready for what’s next!

“You can walk the same trail twice but
you’ll never take the same hike.”
~Anonymous