Monday, April 17, 2017

Tour du Mont Blanc: Happy Anniversary!




April 25, 2014: Our 33rd wedding anniversary, a cozy intimate restaurant, a lovely dinner, glasses of wine and…note cards with proposals. Even as Jim and I looked back over 33 years of the daily ups and downs, we were looking into the future to our 35th anniversary.  Nearly every year since the first we’ve celebrated our journey (that was a camping trip to Disney World) with a quick overnight in the mountains, a visit to a nearby city, and on those that end in “0” or “5” we’ve gone bigger – a Caribbean cruise, Alaska, Ireland – you get the picture. 

Face it, we’re 57 years old and physically still very active, but for how long?  So let’s go all out for our 35th!  Europe again? Hawaii? Never been to Rome… how to choose?  So we each researched options and here we were, presenting ideas and itineraries.
 
Such fun trying to “sell” each other on that “experience of a lifetime!” I love hiking and Jim loves biking and we’ve mastered travel that includes both. The more we talked, the bigger the scheme became, and we laughed:  there’s no way we could pull this off.  But… could we?  By the last spoonful of chocolate dessert we’d roughed out a plan that meshed ideas and THIS.WAS.BIG.
The Tour du Mont Blanc (TMB) is the most popular long walk in Europe, approximately 170 km (105 miles) over high mountain passes, through lush valleys and picturesque villages, crossing the borders of France, Italy, Switzerland and back into France again to complete the circuit, all while looking at the glaciers flowing down the sides of the Mont Blanc massif, the highest mountain in Europe.  How about we hike that?  And when we’re done, how about let’s go to Paris for a bit and catch the Tour de France as the world's greatest cyclists enter the city for their final stage?
 
Two years to plan this dream, and of course I didn’t start until six months out.  Books, trekking guides, maps, websites, blog posts of hikers who have gone before us.  Decisions: with a group or self-guided?  Hike clockwise or anticlockwise? Gear: how much? How heavy? Sleeping: reserve accommodations in advance or wing it? What to do for 4 days in Paris? (Okay, this part wasn’t hard.) There were also some family complications at home that needed arranging.

We opted to fend for ourselves because (a) most guided groups skip some segments of the route, (b) our pace and nobody else's and (c) cheaper!  The down side was conducting my own research of how far to hike and where to stay each night. I'm one of those people who needs to investigate ALL options before making decisions, and there are many options for accommodations on the TMB.  About every third day the route passes through a town.  Some days a rifugio or auberge high in the Alps is the only place to stay.  Sometimes if you will walk just a couple of kilometers further there are more options (but will you have the energy near the end of that long day?) While there is a myriad of websites and blogs about the TMB, there is no one clearinghouse website through which we could book all accommodations.  After all, we’d be walking across borders of three countries.

Ultimately I tackled the job armed with the Bible of the TMB: Trekking the Tour of Mont Blanc by Kev Reynolds.  Along with its descriptions of places to stay and recommendations from some great blogs, I began by roughing out each day’s distance and where we wanted to land, first booking the places that had only one choice and filling in with the towns where options were easier and we could crash in comfort.  One email at a time, sometimes lost in translation, an itinerary of hostels and hotels developed.  We really could do this – together.

And here we go. 




“And so each adventure is a new beginning.”  ~T.S. Eliot

Sunday, January 8, 2017

Smokies 900 Round 2: Cataloochee Ramble



Smokies 900 Round 2: Cataloochee Ramble - Caldwell Fork Trail & Big Fork Ridge Trail – 6/26/16 – 6.4 Miles

Frontcountry campgrounds (aka car camping) can be noisy places, dogs, kids, and adults who party late into the night as though no one else exists.  Okay, dogs and kids don’t bother me, but I have little patience (none) for adults who crank up the tunes, keep the fire stoked at chin height and holler every not-funny observation that occurs to them.  Not a fan of car camping.  But…this visit to Smokemont was very nice.  I met some calm neighbors who expressed surprise at a woman camping alone (some PR work still to be done there).  My tent site was as close as possible to Bradley Creek. Nighttime was as peaceful as could be. On Sunday morning I woke up at dawn-thirty, stretched, packed up and drove into Cherokee to meet my hiking buddy for the day. 

I’d met René (trail name “Legs”) as a hiker shuttle driver the previous fall and was fascinated by her freestyle spirit and life choices.  When I planned this trip to the Smokies, I threw the idea of a short dayhike out to her and she grabbed it. After a little bit of missing each other at our meeting spot (Peter’s Pancakes – I was inside eating a huge breakfast while she waited for me outside) we connected and created a hike plan. René had a shuttle pickup near Big Creek later in the day, so the decision to introduce her to Cataloochee Valley was easy.  We could have a ramble and she could pick up her hiker easily on time. 

It’s no secret that Cataloochee is my favorite part of Great Smoky Mountains National Park.

1)      It is closest to where I live – 3 hours from my driveway to the campground
2)      Although smaller in acreage, its history and preserved buildings rival Cades Cove which is 5 hours from where I live – thus I repeat #1
3)      The valley was the stage for the successful reintroduction of elk to the area
4)      Hiking, hiking, hiking with lots of creeks
5)      Cataloochee Campground, snuggled up beside its robust namesake creek, is intimate (27 sites) and delightful (car camping, yes, but it never seems to get crazy)
6)      Great page-turner historical fiction about inhabitants of the valley by Wayne Caldwell Cataloochee and Requiem By Fire

We only had time for about 6 miles, but with two cars we were not limited to a loop or an out-and-back hike.  We dropped one car at the end of the valley road and backtracked to start at the trailhead of Caldwell Fork Trail.  Our route was Caldwell Fork Trail to Big Fork Ridge Trail to the valley road. 

The temperature was hot but the elevation gain was barely noticeable as we chatted nonstop following Caldwell Fork upstream.  It’s a popular horse trail with numerous creek crossings and there are log footbridges for hikers – except when there aren’t.  [Always check the GSMNP website before you hike to determine trail conditions, i.e. if bridges along your route are washed out.] Wading the creek was welcome in the heat of the day.

Downed trees are interesting challenges, not obstacles

Rhododendron blooms along Caldwell Fork

Our hike was over in a blink, but the clock was ticking and we had time to visit just one of the historic buildings in the valley: Beech Grove Schoolhouse. 

Who knows how long René will be in western North Carolina relishing her nomad life?  I am envious of her freedoms, but I realize that my life is pretty good, too.  I’m happy that this love of hiking enables my life to intersect with folks of different ages and interests.  Hope to see you on the trails again, Legs!

"When you try to control everything, you enjoy nothing. Sometimes you just need to relax, breathe, let go and live in the moment." ~Unknown