White Mtns: Franconia, Liberty, Lincoln, Lafayette, Garfield and S. Twin (190)

«Come fly with me, let’s fly, let’s fly away

Once it takes you there

Where the air is thin

We will only slide

Of starry eyes

Once it takes you there «

– Come Fly with Me (1958) by Frank Sinatra

• Walking today: 13.2 miles

  • APPALACHIAN TRAIL (1,827.8 – 1,841)

• Total walking: 3,773.8 miles
• Total rowing: 99.5 miles

Climate: 45-60 ° F, cloudy, sometimes cloudy

Elevation: 3,366 – 5,260 feet

Liberty Springs Campsite for Guyot Shelter

They were not the average high temperatures of 30 degrees that had been warned during the night (I think people were using the Mount Washington prognosis), but it was the closest it has been for months. I don’t even remember when this final cold could have been. It rained at some time at night too, but slightly and short. I slept very well! I tend to sleep much better in colder temperatures.

Putting me rain and jacket, I went to recover my food locker food and then proceeded to pack. Ferrari was on the platform by my side and he was also packed. Feeling not hurried at all today, I did all this at a slower speed and efficiency level than normal. It was around 6:40 am when I left the camp.

0.3 miles ahead was a crossing and from there a 0.2 Spur path led about 200 feet to the upper part of 4,459 feet Mt. Liberty. I doubted whether it would be worth it or not, since the mountain was wrapped in a dense cloud cover. I thought there was still hope that he dissipates magically and, if not, a lateral trip seemed so long or strenuous. Then, I left.

Fantastic Ridge of Franconia

After freedom, I returned to the crossing and started on the Francia Ridge path. I had heard of this section seeing some other stories of the social networks of hikers, and also only through the Grapevine hiker along the way. Looking at the topography map and elevation profile, it was quite different in the nature of other parts of the path …

This is Faraout’s lifting profile of my day. I think that the Francia Ridge section is only the first three peaks that culminate with Mount Lafayette. The small «4K» icons refer to peaks of more than 4,000 lift feet. People here get a great kick from that. In fact, many make sure they arrive at the 48th summit in New Hampshire (I think that is the number).

Even so, I really didn’t know what to expect, but I had a great name and was excited. I hoped could be clarified and the quiet wind. Things began in the trees and mud, but after a little I had a view ahead of Little Haystack Mountain (4,780 feet).

Little Haystack Mountain

On my way up, I could see the sun breaking while the clouds were diluted. I expected that there could be seen at the top, but it didn’t even take so long. In the steep climb, there was a place where I could look back and see Mt. Liberty.

Mount Liberty is the beak to the right and I think the one on the left and back is Mount Flume.

At the top, it was a suction, wild and resistant scene. I took a picture of the summit and then found an area blocked by the wind to sit and breakfast the second. I even put my store to dry.

For the photo of the summit … on other paths I have done something in which I try an absurd pose. I admit it, those generally take some attempts to get perfectly. Well, my turn for today is that I am only giving myself one or two attempts to get it. Therefore, they can look good or can be a complete failure, like this, for example …

Stevie Wonder «Fail Jump Photo» – 8:29 am on Little Haystack Mountain

While enjoying my coffee and oatmeal, I put my phone to capture a timeline of the crest line ahead. It turned out quite well and really shows how much clouds were torn. Look closely and see some silhouettes of hikes from hikers to the north and south on the crest …

Francia Ridge is a crest. Shock, right? Both left and right is quite steep. It never became super narrow or scary in regards to the edges of the cliffs or anything like that, but it was impressive. I was dating and took many photos and videos and also tried to soak up the experience. There were many other people and I marveled at the variable outfit. Someday, hikers had shorts and hoodie and seemed ice cream where a person had a crazy bomber hat, of the guy with diffuse fins on the ears.

Sometimes, the cloud exceeded the entire crest and visibility decreased. And then, the next time, the heavens would open. Here I am looking back where it would come from …

The whole area is Alpina. It is possible that you have heard this called «Tree line above» before because it is such a hard environment that trees simply do not grow (I am sure there is a scientific explanation for it). Here, it started with some trees that were small and stunted to the bushes and this finally led to the small fragile life on the ground. There is great beauty there if you look closely …

Mount Lincoln (5,089 feet) was the following in the crest line …

Maximus Monte «Are you not entertaining?» – 9:48 am on top of Mount Lincoln

The bad mood of heaven continued, mostly united with clouds but occasionally glimpse of bright sun. It was an orderly environment to witness.

He had been walking and jumping frogs with a one -day hiker. We talked several times that they both pumped to be on the crest, but on Mount Lafayette, he diverted to take another path back.

Daniel Larusso «Sad Crane Kick» – 10:32 am at the top of Mount Lafayette

Beautiful Garfield and Generous Galehead

Leaving Lafayette, I also went to Franconia Ridge. The path dropped here, less than 4,000 feet again before heading towards the next peak. When the clouds blew and dissipated some, I could see my way ahead. I always like that, when you have the opportunity to distinguish where you come from or where you are on the way.

Next, by this ridge line (Garfield Ridge) and then to Garfield

I was back in the trees here. I had not really thought about the water sources that came out of the camp this morning and I was lucky to find a drip when the path went down. He saved me and I could get to Ole Garf (4,500 feet) and lunch at the top.

There was a strange structure at the top. Perhaps they were the remains of an old building, but everything that was left was a fundamental wall of approximately 3 feet high. We have our photo of the summit at the top …

Kesha «We are who we are» – 12:56 pm at the top of Mount Garfield

Garf was really a short path of trees. Then, after lunch, he returned to them and below. The path was below 4,000 feet again to the Galehead cabin. I stopped to see what was happening and get some water.

I was quite pumped to pay $ 1 for a moca (coffee with a little chocolate powder) and pass a little!

Super South Twin and Great Guyot

And then he went forward and up. Upon leaving the cabin, the path immediately climbed South Twin Mountain (4,902 feet). That was today’s trend, above, down, repeat.

That is Garfield where he came or south twin where he went.

The view from South Twin Mountain

Rocky Balboa «Eye of The Tiger Take On The White» – 4:15 PM at the top of South Twin Mountain

He had made the most difficult parts of the day. What was left was mostly down and nothing super steep. To get to my planned camp for the night, the Guyot camp, I had to walk at approximately 0.8 miles. The first 0.6 of that was quite gentle and about a «bald» with beautiful views. The last 0.2 was more steep and below.

Upon arriving at the camp, I met the host of the camp, Neo. They showed me and paid my $ 5. It was a good clean place. All the different characteristics were integrated on the slope somewhat steep, so I tried to minimize my trips and any excess of walk. First it was a private visit. So, it was dinner time. Some hikers in the section were close and witnessed that I shed my almost boiling water pot. Without injuries! And otherwise, it was a delicious lot of paste with tuna.

After dinner, I checked the pleasant and new shelter (built in 2019 that I heard). No one chose to sleep inside even though the camp was quite full. I guess people tend to want to charge when they go backpacking. Most of you already know that I am not a shelter much, but this was obvious. I was clean, there were no mosquitoes, and I had a murderous vision! An experience so great and unexpected stay here.

Wowsers, am I right? What a day! And all that was within 13 miles. Although that is much less than my typical average day, the ascent and descent were significant. I was beat and I didn’t last long before sleeping. Another cold night too, without complaints from me.

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