The Barefoot Sisters

The Appalachian Trail, officially the Appalachian National Scenic Trail, is a 2,175-mile hiking trail stretching from Maine to Georgia. It is the fantasy of many hikers to through-hike the entire trail. It usually remains a fantasy for two reasons. First, two thousand miles is not a distance to be trifled with. Second, most people have jobs and/or family responsibilities that do not allow them to take six or more months off to complete the hike. Luckily for us, many people who are able to do it write books about it. It is much easier, quicker, and cheaper to hike the trail from your La-Z-Boy. It also makes your wife much happier.

An outstanding example of such a book is The Barefoot Sisters: Southbound, by Lucy and Susan Letcher, a.k.a the Barefoot Sisters, a.k.a. Isis and jackrabbit. In this book, they hike from Mount Katahdin in Maine to Springer Mountain in Georgia in about eight months. They encounter weather ranging from bright sun to raging blizzards and emotions from joy to despondency. They meet interesting characters on and along the trail. They have good days and bad. Above all, they tell their story in a very well-written and interesting manner. The book switches between Isis' and jackrabbit's point of view in a continuous narrative. The best compliment I can give it is that it is the type of book that will make you long to hike the trail yourself.

To make matters even better, the last words of the book are "To be continued..." Yes folks, as they approached Georgia they decided to hike back to Maine when they finished, or yo-yo. The second book, The Barefoot Sisters: Walking Home is on its way to me even as I write this. I can't wait.

Dry Tortugas National Park

Dry Tortugas National Park in Florida is another island park. It is in the Florida Keys, well past Key West, and consists of several islands and quite a bit of ocean. Fort Jefferson, a mid-19th century fort, takes up most of Garden Key. Appropriately, the former name of the park is Fort Jefferson National Monument. A visit to the fort makes a fine day trip from Key West. There are two ways to get there from Key West: boat or seaplane. The boat has the advantage of being cheaper, but the seaplane ride was well worth the extra money. It was much faster, and the view was great - we saw sharks and rays in the water and the approach to Fort Jefferson was magnificent. Also, it was cool being in a seaplane.

Fort Jefferson is unlike any other fort I've been to. Most forts in the Great Lakes area are either rebuilt, restored, or maintained. Fort Jefferson is something of a ruin. Some of the mortar is missing, large sections of brick are falling off the walls, and stalactites hang from the ceilings of the corridors. One of the best features of the fort is the multitude of arches, a favorite subject for photographs. Garden Key is not much bigger than the fort, so it seems as if the fort were rising right out of the ocean. There is an ocean view through all the openings, and the water is a sparkling blue.

There is quite a bit of wildlife at Dry Tortugas. The crystal-clear water contains both coral and fish. Snorkeling is popular there, but not really necessary - you can see a fair bit right from the moat wall. There are also tons of birds. Magnificent Frigatebirds circled the fort and gulls and other birds squawked on nearby Bush Key.

My visit: April 1999

Isle Royale National Park

Only people who really want to go to Isle Royale National Park in Michigan go there. As an island in Lake Superior, it is one of the more isolated National Parks. It is often said that more people visit Yellowstone in a day than visit Isle Royale in a year.  It takes quite a bit of time and money to get there, even if you are already in the area. For the boat ride and one night in the lodge, we spent $500. Moreover, if you do not want to hike, there is not much point in going. There is no single “must-see” sight in the park, but rather it is a place of quiet wilderness. Other than the lodge and a few facilities at Rock Harbor, the island consists of trees, rocks, water, moose, wolves, and backpacking trails. The Greenstone Trail, traversing the length of the island, is well-known among backpackers, and Isle Royale is something of a backpacker’s paradise.  Backpackers, of course, do not have to worry about the cost of the lodge. Money and time aside, it is a thrill to take a boat across Lake Superior, the greatest of the Great Lakes. It is an even bigger thrill to be on a wilderness island in the lake.

The usual way to get to Isle Royale is by boat, though you can also take a seaplane. From Michigan, you can start in either Houghton or Copper Harbor. The trip from Copper Harbor to Rock Harbor on a commercial boat takes three and a half hours. The trip from Houghton on a park service boat is noticeably longer, though the drive is shorter. I like Copper Harbor and I really did not want to spend six hours in the boat each way, so the decision to leave from Copper Harbor was quite easy for me. Additionally, on the way there you pass by the Jampot, where monks sell muffins that must weigh five pounds each. On the subject of food, another attraction of Copper Harbor is the Harbor Haus Restaurant. You can also get to Isle Royale from Grand Portage, Minnesota. The trip is only about two and a half hours, but it goes to Windigo on the western tip of the island. If you want to get to Rock Harbor, you have to sail the length of the island, and the trip takes seven hours.

After arriving in Rock Harbor, orienting ourselves, and eating lunch, we started hiking the Tobin Harbor Trail to the Mount Franklin Trail, a ten-mile round trip. For a while, the hike was not so great. The trees on Isle Royale are not very good looking, and frankly, the trail was ugly. However, we came upon a pretty little beaver pond, which improved things considerably. All grumbling was dispelled upon reaching the top of Mount Franklin. It is perhaps the best view this side of Glacier National Park, and it opens up suddenly. We could see the island below us, Lake Superior beyond that, and then on the Ontario coast was the Sleeping Giant. The Sleeping Giant was a particular thrill for me, since I had seen the other side of it when I was up in Thunder Bay several years before. To top things off, we saw a moose standing offshore in Tobin Harbor on the way back.

The Rock Harbor Lodge is right on the edge of the water, and we could hear the water through our window as we went to sleep. The reflection of the moon on the water was beautiful.  It is not the nicest lodge we have stayed in, but it probably has the best location. The next morning we hiked to Scovill Point, a five-mile round trip. It is the end of the spit that separates Rock Harbor and Tobin Harbor. This was a nice walk in the woods with good views of Lake Superior. Fresh dew covered many of the plants. The point itself is pretty much solid rock with very little soil. If you have ever been to the coast of Maine, you will feel right at home on Isle Royale. After a final lunch at the lodge, we took the boat back to Copper Harbor. As we approached the town, the anticipation mounted; the Harbor Haus staff traditionally does a can-can for the returning boat. Sure enough, they all ran out and danced for us - a fun way to return to civilization.

One last thing - Royale is pronounced as Royal, not Roy-AL.

My visit: August 2008

National Parks Magazine

The latest issue of National Parks was especially interesting. There was a great article on a seasonal ranger, Doug Follett, who has been at Glacier National Park for 50 years. There was also an article on the new "America the Beautiful" quarter program. Although the quarters will not have only National Parks on them, they are by far the dominant subject. Another article talked about darkness and stargazing in the National Parks. I was amused by the city person who thought the Milky Way was a cloud, though I can understand her confusion. I was amazed the first time I saw it. Another article is about George Wright, a park biologist whom most of us first got to know through Ken Burns' recent documentary. Of course, there is much more in the magazine, but these are some of the highlights. You can get the magazine by joining the National Parks Conservation Association.

Crater Lake National Park

As I mentioned in an earlier post, Crater Lake National Park in Oregon contains astounding scenery - the kind that nearly knocks you over. I had been to the Pacific Northwest several times, but never got around to seeing Crater Lake. It was always a bit out of my way, and it was a one-trick pony. Of course, I had heard about how blue and beautiful the lake is, but I tend to be a skeptic. In 2004, I finally visited the park since we were traveling from Portland, Oregon to California on a trip that would also include Lassen Volcanic National Park and a repeat visit to Redwood National Park. I couldn't skip a National Park when I was that close to it. As it turned out, I was very glad I did not skip it this time.

Crater Lake is a mountain lake that rests in the collapsed volcanic cone of Mount Mazama in the Cascade Mountain Range. There is a road that runs around the lake, and entrance roads connect to it from the north, west, and south. We entered the park from the north and drove for a while. After driving for several not-so-scenic miles, we arrived at the Rim Road and started in a clockwise direction. We first saw the lake from the Grouse Hill pull-off. We were astounded. Guidebooks use words like heart-stopping and breath-taking, but nothing can prepare you for your first sight of Crater Lake.  It really is as blue as people say. The pictures do not do it justice; this is one thing you really need to see for yourself.

We continued around the lake, looking at it from various angles.  On the east side of the lake, a trail to the top of Mount Scott gives a nice view from high above the lake. There is also a road in the southeast that goes to the Pinnacles Overlook, but we did not take it. After our Mount Scott hike, we continued around the lake until we reached our starting point, then backtracked to leave from the south. It is possible to take a commercial boat out to Wizard Island, but I believe it is a sacrilege to put anything with a motor on such a beautiful clear lake. I would not have gone even if I had the time.

Though we only spent a day at Crater Lake, it is a day I will remember.

My visit: August 2004

Glacier National Park

Glacier National Park in Montana is one of my favorite National Parks. As I mentioned in an earlier post, the more I think about it, the more I like it, and one day I may simply call it my favorite. Several years ago, my uncle said with complete certainty that Glacier is the most beautiful National Park. I was a bit skeptical since I had seen many very beautiful parks, but I kept it in the back of my mind. Not long after I got to the park, I sent him a postcard agreeing completely with what he had said.  One factor in my affinity for Glacier is that I went by myself. Glacier has the reputation for having grizzly bears, and my wife wanted no part of it. All in all, I prefer having my wife there to share the experience, but going solo allowed me to become one with the park. For several days it was just me and the park. This builds a strong connection that is hard to describe.

Glacier is not the easiest park to get to. Calgary is a logical place to fly into, but flying into Canada is ridiculously expensive. After considering various alternatives including Amtrak, I chose flying into Spokane as the best compromise between cost and convenience. Spokane is 300 miles from Glacier, a reasonable driving distance. There was the added bonus of being able to drive through Idaho, one of the few states I had not been in. (Idaho was my 44th state.) As a further bonus, I got to fly into and out of Seattle on the same trip. This is my favorite flight in the United States. Depending on the weather, you can see Mt. Rainier and several other volcanoes stretching all the way to Mt. Shasta in California. You want to be on the left side of the plane flying in and the right side flying out.

I got into Glacier National Park in early afternoon, and after taking the obligatory entrance sign shot I hiked the Apgar Lookout Trail, a 5.6 mile round trip. This trail leads up a hill with what I assume to be a fire lookout on top. From the lookout, I got my first view at the mountains and Lake McDonald. It was a great view that made me even more excited to be there than I already was. Signs of a fire from 2003 are clearly evident from the trail. That night I stayed at the Village Inn in Apgar. It is right on the shore of Lake McDonald, and I was already looking forward to taking sunrise pictures the next morning.

The next morning did indeed provide a beautiful sunrise, and it was hard to put the camera away to get going on today’s event: driving the Going-to-the-Sun Road to the other side of the park and stopping at points of interest on the way. It is often said that Going-to-the-Sun Road is the most beautiful drive in America. I haven’t been on every scenic drive in the country, but I would not argue with that designation. A few miles after Lake McDonald dropped out of sight I came to the trailhead for the Avalanche Lake Trail. It is a 4.6 mile round trip through the woods to the lake. The lake has very steep mountains behind it, and there are several streams of water cascading down.  It was a pretty enough scene, but really didn’t do much for me. The hike through the forest was quite pleasant, though.

The next stop was Logan Pass. The main visitor center is there, as well as two trailheads. I saw some bighorn sheep near the road as I approached the pass. After checking out the visitor center and buying some books, I took the Hidden Lake Overlook Trail, which is a 3 mile round trip on a boardwalk. You can hike past the observation platform down to Hidden Lake, but I did not have time for that. As I was walking, it was hard to keep my eyes off of the moon setting over Clements Mountain. Another distraction was the mountain goat right next to the boardwalk. The view of Hidden Lake and the surrounding area was well worth the easy walk. The other trail that starts from Logan Pass is the Highline Trail, which goes along the Garden Wall cliff. I considered taking that trail during the trip, but did not. It seems that no matter how long the trip, there is always something that you don’t get around to. It is number one on my list for a return visit.

Further up the road, I stopped at the Jackson Glacier Overlook. My final stop for the day was at Sun Point on St. Mary Lake, where I walked 1.6 miles to see Baring Falls and Sunrift Gorge, which is very thin. That night, and for the rest of my visit, I stayed at St. Mary Lodge & Resort in the town of St. Mary. Most of my hiking would be on this side of the park. Many people eat at the Park Cafe, which is known for its pies, but I ate at Two Sisters Cafe, which is nine miles up the road in Babb. They have an excellent buffalo burger with home-made tortilla chips. Since I was by myself, I didn't hesitate to take the nice thick onion slice on the burger. I liked Two Sisters so much that I ate there every evening and even bought a T-shirt.

Well before I visited Glacier, I had heard of the Ptarmigan Tunnel. It always seemed so cool to me: a tunnel bored through the Ptarmigan Wall for hikers. The tunnel connects the Many Glacier area with the Belly River area. Don’t think that it makes the walk easy, though. There is plenty of elevation gain to get to the tunnel. Because of the Ptarmigan Tunnel and the other trails in the area, Many Glacier was my main destination in the park, and I would spend two days hiking there. Naturally, my first hike was to Ptarmigan Tunnel. Splitting off the trail at the 2.8 mile point is the trail to Iceberg Lake. I combined these two destinations into a 14.8 mile round trip, my personal record for most miles on a single hike. I don’t remember much about the trail because I was so intent on getting to the tunnel, but I remember the last part well. It was one of those trails where you can see your destination across a valley but know that you are really not that close to it. It was a big thrill to finally reach the tunnel. It is only 183 feet long, so it took only seconds to pop out the other side. There was a fantastic view of Elizabeth Lake and the Belly River Valley. It was one of the best places to eat lunch that I have ever seen, so that is what I did. The profile picture on this blog is me standing in front of Ptarmigan Tunnel.

After poking around a bit, I headed back and took the turn towards Iceberg Lake.  This is the trail that I thought was most likely to have bears because there were many low shrubs along the trail. The bear sign at the beginning of the trail was also a hint. As I expected, though, I did not see any. I am not qualified to give bear advice, but I can say that I did not see any while I was at Glacier. The trail to Iceberg Lake is nice with many good views. The lake itself is pretty, but there were no icebergs at this time of year.

The next day I took the 11 mile round trip hike to Grinnell Glacier, which is also in the Many Glacier area. Little did I know that this would be one of the best hikes I have ever taken. The scenery is beautiful. Much of the trail is high up the mountainside, which gives fantastic views.  Above all, the destination is a glacier. The early part of the hike is near Lake Josephine, and the scenery is beautiful as you would expect for a mountain valley.

The first glimpse of anything with “Grinnell” in the name is Grinnell Falls, which cascades over the cliff above Grinnell Lake. Above the falls, you can see where the glacier is, but it is not yet visible, though The Salamander is. Many years ago, Grinnell Glacier filled the cirque, but now The Salamander and the Gem are separate from the main glacier. As I continued on the trail, Grinnell Lake came next, and by the time I could see the lake, I was high above it. At one point in this area, I passed through a huge field of wildflowers on the mountainside. The noise of bees scurrying around was quite loud. After this, I ran into a family of four mountain goats on the trail. Every time I approached, they moved up the trail about 20 feet. Unfortunately, they did not seem to want to leave the trail. After several rounds of this, we finally reached an impasse. A loud shout of “Hey goat, hey goat, outta my way goat!” accompanied by hand clapping did the trick, and I was free to proceed unimpeded.

I continued approaching the glacier, and I finally arrived at Upper Grinnell Lake and Grinnell Glacier. Upper Grinnell Lake is the melt from the glacier and had little icebergs floating around in it. Of course, I had to stick my foot in to see how tough I was. I did pretty well. I did not approach Grinnell Glacier because it is too dangerous. I sat down next to the lake and had my lunch while admiring the beautiful scenery and the clear blue sky.  The cliff opposite where I was sitting is the Garden Wall. As I mentioned earlier, there is a trail on the other side. From that trail, there is a spur trail that ends overlooking the glacier. That is the main reason I want to take the Highline Trail on my next trip. After completing the Grinnell Glacier hike, I drove down to the Two Medicine area to see Two Medicine Lake and Running Eagle Falls. After dinner, I took a 3.6 mile hike to see St. Mary and Virginia Falls, which are off of Going-to-the-Sun Road.

The next day I considered hiking the Dawson/Pitamakan loop in the Two Medicine area, but I had a blister on my heel so I decided to do something less painful – visit Waterton Lakes National Park, the other half of Waterton-Glacier International Peace Park. It is right across the border in Alberta. There is a rather unusually shaped mountain, Chief Mountain, on the way to Waterton, but I could not see it because of fog. When I got to the park, I drove to the end of the Akimana Parkway and hiked 2.2 miles round trip alongside Cameron Lake. The lake is quite pretty. The highlight of the day was the boat ride down the length of Upper Waterton Lake to Goat Haunt on the M.V. International. Boat rides are intrinsically fun, but a ride down a lake in the mountains is even better. Goat Haunt is in Glacier National Park, so I crossed the border in the boat. The border was interesting in that there was a straight line chopped down through the forest. There was no way to miss it. At Goat Haunt, we got to walk around for a while and then got back on the boat for the return trip. You can actually hike many miles to Going-to-the-Sun Road if you want to. If you want to hike past the ranger station, which doubles as a border crossing, you have to check in. After the boat ride, I drove to the end of the Red Rock Parkway and back. It was not memorable.

Before leaving the park, I stopped for gas at the Waterton Townsite. Suddenly a very strong wind came up. It was clear that some weather was coming in. As I left the park, I saw something quite unusual. There was a three layer effect: ground, air, and a perfectly straight cloud layer. The return trip to St. Mary was cloudy and rainy, so I still didn’t get to see Chief Mountain.

On my final day, I drove back over Going-to-the-Sun Road to head back to Spokane. The scenery was beautiful, and I found that I actually had tears in my eyes as I was taking my final look at Glacier. Certainly I have been to National Parks before and wished that I didn’t have to leave, but tears were a bit excessive. Nevertheless, that is what happened. Before leaving the park, I made one last stop at Lake McDonald, and was treated to a beautiful cloudy gray-toned view.

In Spokane, I took some time to walk around the grounds of Expo '74 and then went to PF Chang’s to have one of my favorite meals, Kung Pao Chicken. This dish tastes nothing like Kung Pao Chicken, but it is the world’s second best chicken dish after Frankenmuth Chicken. The next morning I started my flight back home with great views of the Cascade volcanoes, and I got back home after enjoying a brilliant orange sunset from the plane. Soon after I got home, I started thinking about going back.


My visit: September 2007

North Cascades National Park

North Cascades National Park in Washington is a difficult park to get to. If you look at a map of Washington, the North Cascades Highway (SR-20) seems to go right through the park. A closer inspection reveals that the park is actually divided into north and south units with Ross Lake National Recreation Area between them. The road goes through Ross Lake NRA. You can see mountains in the National Park from the road, but you are not actually in it. There are some trails from the road that lead into the park, but I was there before the hiking season started. Also, I only had one day at the end of a conference in Seattle.

Luckily, there is one way to drive into the park from SR-20. Just west of the park in the Mt. Baker-Snoqualmie National Forest, the Cascade River Road begins. It is a dirt road that more or less parallels the western border of the park until turning into it. That is where I entered North Cascades National Park. Because of the earliness in the season, I was worried that the road would not be open as far as the park, but it was closed about two miles from the end - well inside the National Park. The most exciting thing about this drive, however, was that I had my first complete bear sighting. By complete, I mean a full front view rather than a butt fleeing into the bushes.

Once I got the official business of setting foot in the National Park out of the way, we went back to the main road and drove through Ross Lake NRA and back. The scenery along the road is beautiful, with sharp snow-capped mountains and mountain lakes (actually impoundments). Unfortunately, I don't have much more to say about this park, since it was basically a drive-by visit.


What I would like to have done is enter the park from the south. Adjacent to North Cascades National Park on the south is Lake Chelan National Recreation Area. In the summer, you can take a boat up the long length of Lake Chelan and get a lodge room in the isolated settlement of Stehekin. From there you can take a shuttle bus up the road through Lake Chelan NRA and then hike into North Cascades National Park. I actually had this scheduled as part of a vacation in 2000, but I had to cancel because of forest fires in many of the areas I was going to visit. I still hope to do it some day.

My visit: June 2006