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    Redfield and Cliff
    2013-02-10
    Sunday, February 10th, 2013


    I had the good fortune of joining HighOnLife, the Lamb sisters (Alpine Lamb and WannabeALJr), and SummitHat to visit Redfield and Cliff. I knew it would be special because Highonlife's PM indicated I ought to wear red and the theme would be Valentine's Day.

    I own no red hiking gear except for an insulated jacket which rarely leaves the bottom of my pack. No problem. While sitting in the back seat of my car in the Loj's parking lot, administering to the needs of my feet, my car door swung open and Highonlife cheerfully handed me a swag bag. It contained several bright red necklaces, with heart-shaped charms, a red rabbit toutou (plush toy), and candy. I was good to go! Upon greeting the Lamb sisters, they draped another necklace around my neck giving the day a feel of Mardi Gras!

    The morning was gloriously clear and bright but a touch on the cold side (-15F, -26C). Dressing for today's conditions included wearing several necklaces, one with an attached shot-glass, and a red rabbit peering out of my pack. AlpineLamb signed in for us at 7:10 AM. We would return a little over 13 hours later. Our route would be to cross frozen Marcy Dam, Avalanche and Colden lakes and proceed via the Opalescent to Uphill lean-to.

    Friday's snowfall resuscitated the conditions for snowshoers and skiers. The trail to Marcy Dam received about six inches of fresh snow and was well-packed. At the Algonquin trail junction, we made the requisite pause to adjust clothing. Highonlife's knee was troubling her but she soldiered on and eventually was motoring in the lead. The forest was filled with the crunch-crunching of our snowshoes punctuated by AlpineLamb's exuberant exclamations.

    At Marcy Dam, we walked onto the frozen reservoir and were greeted by sunrise and spectacular views of Colden and the Angel slides on Wright. Alpine Lamb and I crossed to the opposite shore and the balance of our group crossed the reservoir to its southern end. We reconvened on the trail and continued, on the packed trail, to Avalanche Pass.


    Colden and Angel slides.

    In theory, crossing the frozen surface of Avalanche Lake ought to be faster than negotiating the trail along its shore. In practice, it is difficult to avoid stopping frequently to admire and photograph the wonders of Avalanche Pass. At its southern outlet, we stepped gingerly onto the shore being well aware that the ice may be thin. Upon our return, we found this to be the case and noted a few holes and open, shallow water.


    Avalanche Pass.

    No longer screened by Mount Colden, the sun made its luminous appearance when we stepped onto Lake Colden. The view of the MacIntyre Range is worth the trip alone. Windless and relatively warm, we paused for a snack and then continued to the lake's southern outlet.


    View north from Lake Colden.

    The suspension bridge across the Opalescent was laden with a thick layer of compressed snow so we chose to cross it one at a time. The trail was unbroken but the few inches of fluffy powder presented no real obstacle. The real work would come later during the ascents.

    We paused at Uphill lean-to for a snack and prepared ourselves for the two peaks. The herd paths to Redfield and Cliff were unbroken and the snow depth varied from a half foot at the base to a foot on the upper slopes with knee-deep drifts. Redfield was the first objective. Some of our group left gear at the junction to lighten their load. Naturally, we wore snowshoes except for the upper portion of Cliff where everyone, except me (more on that later), switched to crampons.

    Shortly after the junction, and unknown to us, blowdown obscured the herd path. We followed a likely path that eventually petered out. Knowing the herd path follows the brook, we simply made a hard left and quickly intersected the proper path. The blowdown would eventually lead to an unusual injury that would add a little more red to the day.

    The lookout above Uphill Falls is one of my favourite spots with a commanding view of Algonquin reminiscent of Indian Falls. I was recounting this to SummitHat when he ventured onto the pristine surface and plunged waist-deep into the brook. Fortunately, he was not immersed and, upon extracting himself, discovered the surface was a treacherous layer-cake of fluffy snow, thin ice, void, followed by more snow and ice and finally water. As inviting a trail as Uphill Brook appeared, we didn't tread on its surface and hugged its bank.


    SummitHat tests the surface.

    We took turns breaking trail and route-finding. The trickiest bits were along the tributary that leads into Uphill Brook. The herd path follows its course but the deep gullies of snow, leading to open water, once again made us hug the deeper drifts high along its banks. We topped out on Redfield at approximately 1:00 PM whereupon we decorated its summit sign with playful rabbits and monkeys. A bright red balloon announced "Happy Valentine's Day!" A few days early but who's counting!


    Furry friends on Redfield.

    The snowpack gave us a boost and, standing tall, provided us with excellent views to the north and south. The warming sunshine and bluebird sky were a refeshing change from all too many frigid, viewless peaks I've hiked this winter. After snacks, chocolate truffles, and a few rounds of group photos, Highonlife led the quick descent back to the junction.


    View north from Redfield.

    The source of the original route-finding error was discovered to be a large fallen tree. It obscured a bend in the path causing us to incorrectly proceed straight ahead. Highonlife and I had arrived first so, while waiting for the others to arrive, I chose to do some trail maintenance.

    I broke off two large limbs, from the fallen tree, and created a large "X" to block the entrance of the incorrect path. Not satisfied with the "X" I decided to break off one more limb which proved to be a fateful decision. Unlike the others, the third branch refused to give way easily and, when it did, shattered in my hand. Now a projectile, it delivered an uppercut that drove my lower lip into my upper incisors.

    Naturally, the event happened so quickly that all that registered was a snap, followed by a thwack, and then shock, and finally pain. I could feel a laceration inside my mouth and the development of a 'fat lip'. I spat blood. It was not the kind of 'red' contribution I wanted to make for Valentine's Day.

    I scooped up a handful of snow, compressed it into a ball and pressed it to my lip. The cold helped to reduce the swelling but wasn't doing much to staunch the flow of blood. After many handfuls of snow, and decorating the junction with numerous bloody gobs, I began searching my ditty bag for a better solution. I folded a pad of gauze and, sort of like chewing tobacco, inserted it between my lower teeth and lip.

    Now looking and sounding like Benjamin Buford "Bubba" Blue, from Forrest Gump, AlpineLamb and I had fun reciting the numerous ways of preparing shrimp. The injury was not a welcome development but, given the projectile's path, the least severe of possible outcomes. Shortly after WanabeALJr arrived, I departed to catch up with Highonlife and SummitHat.

    Highonlife had used her Whippet poles (small ice-axes attached to trekking poles) to surmount a heavily ice-encrusted section. SummitHat proceeded and decided it was time to replace snowshoes with crampons. I did not bring crampons so, while everyone paused to don them, I offered to continue in snowshoes and break trail. Persistence, and caution, allowed me to get around the nastiest bits and, once past the longest of the icy sections, I continued breaking trail through the woods.

    At some point in my ascent, I realized no one was following me. I called out several times and heard no response. After waiting for several minutes I guessed something was amiss so I backtracked in search of my hiking partners. I found them below a steep icy pitch. Apparently, WannabeALJr had sprung a spruce trap and was delayed by the experience. All was well now and the group was on the move again.

    Route-finding between the false and true summits presented two or three head-scratchers. Wearing snowshoes, I helped consolidate the deeper drifts but the balance of the team, wearing crampons, were able to plow through the fluffy snow with minimal post-holing. We reached Cliff's summit at 3:45 PM and congratulated one another on a job well done. The plush toys joined us for summit photos. Daylight was becoming a precious resource so we didn't dawdle on the summit.


    Red rabbits follow me to Cliff.

    I stopped at the false summit, donned an extra layer, and swapped out snowshoes for Trail Crampons. I stowed my hiking poles as a result of a valuable lesson learned from a previous trip to Cliff. I had tried to use poles exclusively for the descent, fell, and left some skin on the rock. This time I planned to use the trees. The combination of Trail Crampons, trees, and my long limbs, served me well.

    I met Highonlife at the junction where I indicated I'd be heading back to Uphill lean-to to change into fresh socks. The balance of the team, returning from Cliff, would reconvene at the lean-to. It was a pleasure to replace the soggy socks with a dry pair. SummitHat peeked around the corner and indicated the rest of the group had continued down the trail. He produced a thermos and shared a delicious blend of hot chai and cinnamon. Now shod in snowshoes, I joined SummitHat in a brisk descent to catch up with our hiking partners.

    Being 5:30 PM, the sun had set and we were descending by the blue light of dusk. We caught up with the ladies and followed in the pools of light cast by their headlamps. The group spread out while crossing Lake Colden and I paused to admire the bright canopy of stars and the last dying glow of dusk. I took a long-exposure photo of the glow with limited success. While savouring the moment, the lake made a most disconcerting "BLOOP" noise seemingly to my immediate left. Naturally, I moved in the opposite direction and very quickly I might add! The idea that the solid surface beneath me was in an audible state of flux was not comforting.

    I've never hiked by headlamp in winter so it was a new experience for me. I have to admit the first half-hour is exciting and then it becomes routine. Avalanche Lake's surface made a few less-scary "tick" noises indicating its surface was also in motion. I strode across the lake quickly in order to have time to look back and photograph the clutch of headlamps moving towards me. Unfortunately, the photo didn't quite capture the magic of the moment.


    Headlamps on Avalanche Lake.

    From Avalanche Pass to the Loj, the trail was ironed smooth by many skis. With little to see beyond the reach of our headlamps, we settled into a smooth rhythm to bring the long day to a close. At 8:20 PM, AlpineLamb and I emerged at the HPIC parking lot and were shortly joined by our companions. After shedding gear and switching into dry clothing everyone met for one last time for hugs and handshakes. Thank you all for a great day in the peaks!


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    Looking for Views!

  • #2
    Nice pics, especially like the ones of Avy Lake !
    Love all wilderness!
    Trying to hike and XC ski as much as possible.

    ADK 46/46 still not official.
    W 27/46

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    • #3
      Sounds like a fun trip with great company. Thanks for breaking out Redfield and Cliff - I'll be enjoying your tracks this weekend

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      • #4
        Originally posted by rbalbs View Post
        Sounds like a fun trip with great company. Thanks for breaking out Redfield and Cliff - I'll be enjoying your tracks this weekend
        Enjoy! Just remember to turn hard left, and duck under the fallen tree, when you reach the big "X". Blood was shed to block that false path!
        Looking for Views!

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        • #5
          Taras,
          Despite the too numerous injuries and close calls I am glad you got to experience a theme hike with HOL, Summithat and the Lamb sisters. If it was anything like McNaughton was last year for St. Patty's Day I know it was a trip you will not soon forget.
          Great pics and report and a good all around party.
          "Climbing is about freedom. There's no prize money; there are no gold medals. The mountains are all about going there to do what you want to do. That's why I'll never tell anyone else how to climb. All I can say is, This is how I prefer to do it."
          Ed Viesturs

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          • #6
            REDfield and Cupid

            Taras it was a pleasure meeting you. I really enjoyed the hike and thanks for making my list

            Yesterdays hike wasn't just about getting the peaks but a real testament about looking out for each other, encouraging each other and making sure we all stayed together until the end.

            Just a fun day....hope to do it again.


            A special thanks to Brian and Mary....I would have turned back if it wasn't for you two. Lately I have lost confidence because of the knee injury but you guys pulled me through. I am thankful for this, it is what I needed.

            Cynda always a pleasure and this was your idea, thanks for thinking of a pre-Valentine Hike, REDfield and Cupid will never be forgotten....It was just a reason for me to get the trinkets

            Again everyone thank you so much for a day to remember.

            http://smilebox.com/play/4d7a55304d6...a513d0d0a&sb=1


            Thanks to Mary and Taras for some of the people photos
            Never look down on anybody unless you're helping him up. ~Jesse Jackson

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            • #7
              Originally posted by Trail Boss View Post
              Redfield and Cliff
              2013-02-10
              Sunday, February 10th, 2013


              I had the good fortune of joining HighOnLife, the Lamb sisters (Alpine Lamb and WannabeALJr), and SummitHat to visit Redfield and Cliff. I knew it would be special because Highonlife's PM indicated I ought to wear red and the theme would be Valentine's Day.

              I own no red hiking gear except for an insulated jacket which rarely leaves the bottom of my pack. No problem. While sitting in the back seat of my car in the Loj's parking lot, administering to the needs of my feet, my car door swung open and Highonlife cheerfully handed me a swag bag. It contained several bright red necklaces, with heart-shaped charms, a red rabbit toutou (plush toy), and candy. I was good to go! Upon greeting the Lamb sisters, they draped another necklace around my neck giving the day a feel of Mardi Gras!

              The morning was gloriously clear and bright but a touch on the cold side (-15F, -26C). Dressing for today's conditions included wearing several necklaces, one with an attached shot-glass, and a red rabbit peering out of my pack. AlpineLamb signed in for us at 8:10 AM. We would return a little over 13 hours later. Our route would be to cross frozen Marcy Dam, Avalanche and Colden lakes and proceed via the Opalescent to Uphill lean-to.

              Friday's snowfall resuscitated the conditions for snowshoers and skiers. The trail to Marcy Dam received about six inches of fresh snow and was well-packed. At the Algonquin trail junction, we made the requisite pause to adjust clothing. Highonlife's knee was troubling her but she soldiered on and eventually was motoring in the lead. The forest was filled with the crunch-crunching of our snowshoes punctuated by AlpineLamb's exuberant exclamations.

              At Marcy Dam, we walked onto the frozen reservoir and were greeted by sunrise and spectacular views of Colden and the Angel slides on Wright. Alpine Lamb and I crossed to the opposite shore and the balance of our group crossed the reservoir to its southern end. We reconvened on the trail and continued, on the packed trail, to Avalanche Pass.


              Colden and Angel slides.

              In theory, crossing the frozen surface of Avalanche Lake ought to be faster than negotiating the trail along its shore. In practice, it is difficult to avoid stopping frequently to admire and photograph the wonders of Avalanche Pass. At its southern outlet, we stepped gingerly onto the shore being well aware that the ice may be thin. Upon our return, we found this to be the case and noted a few holes and open, shallow water.


              Avalanche Pass.

              No longer screened by Mount Colden, the sun made its luminous appearance when we stepped onto Lake Colden. The view of the MacIntyre Range is worth the trip alone. Windless and relatively warm, we paused for a snack and then continued to the lake's southern outlet.


              View north from Lake Colden.

              The suspension bridge across the Opalescent was laden with a thick layer of compressed snow so we chose to cross it one at a time. The trail was unbroken but the few inches of fluffy powder presented no real obstacle. The real work would come later during the ascents.

              We paused at Uphill lean-to for a snack and prepared ourselves for the two peaks. The herd paths to Redfield and Cliff were unbroken and the snow depth varied from a half foot at the base to a foot on the upper slopes with knee-deep drifts. Redfield was the first objective. Some of our group left gear at the junction to lighten their load. Naturally, we wore snowshoes except for the upper portion of Cliff where everyone, except me (more on that later), switched to crampons.

              Shortly after the junction, and unknown to us, blowdown obscured the herd path. We followed a likely path that eventually petered out. Knowing the herd path follows the brook, we simply made a hard right and quickly intersected the proper path. The blowdown would eventually lead to an unusual injury that would add a little more red to the day.

              The lookout above Uphill Falls is one of my favourite spots with a commanding view of Algonquin reminiscent of Indian Falls. I was recounting this to SummitHat when he ventured onto the pristine surface and plunged waist-deep into the brook. Fortunately, he was not immersed and, upon extracting himself, discovered the surface was a treacherous layer-cake of fluffy snow, thin ice, void, followed by more snow and ice and finally water. As inviting a trail as Uphill Brook appeared, we didn't tread on its surface and hugged its bank.


              SummitHat tests the surface.

              We took turns breaking trail and route-finding. The trickiest bits were along the tributary that leads into Uphill Brook. The herd path follows its course but the deep gullies of snow, leading to open water, once again made us hug the deeper drifts high along its banks. We topped out on Redfield at approximately 1:00 PM whereupon we decorated its summit sign with playful rabbits and monkeys. A bright red balloon announced "Happy Valentine's Day!" A few days early but who's counting!


              Furry friends on Redfield.

              The snowpack gave us a boost and, standing tall, provided us with excellent views to the north and south. The warming sunshine and bluebird sky were a refeshing change from all too many frigid, viewless peaks I've hiked this winter. After snacks, chocolate truffles, and a few rounds of group photos, Highonlife led the quick descent back to the junction.


              View north from Redfield.

              The source of the original route-finding error was discovered to be a large fallen tree. It obscured a bend in the path causing us to incorrectly proceed straight ahead. Highonlife and I had arrived first so, while waiting for the others to arrive, I chose to do some trail maintenance.

              I broke off two large limbs, from the fallen tree, and created a large "X" to block the entrance of the incorrect path. Not satisfied with the "X" I decided to break off one more limb which proved to be a fateful decision. Unlike the others, the third branch refused to give way easily and, when it did, shattered in my hand. Now a projectile, it delivered an uppercut that drove my lower lip into my upper incisors.

              Naturally, the event happened so quickly that all that registered was a snap, followed by a thwack, and then shock, and finally pain. I could feel a laceration inside my mouth and the development of a 'fat lip'. I spat blood. It was not the kind of 'red' contribution I wanted to make for Valentine's Day.

              I scooped up a handful of snow, compressed it into a ball and pressed it to my lip. The cold helped to reduce the swelling but wasn't doing much to staunch the flow of blood. After many handfuls of snow, and decorating the junction with numerous bloody gobs, I began searching my ditty bag for a better solution. I folded a pad of gauze and, sort of like chewing tobacco, inserted it between my lower teeth and lip.

              Now looking and sounding like Benjamin Buford "Bubba" Blue, from Forest Gump, AlpineLamb and I had fun reciting the numerous ways of preparing shrimp. The injury was not a welcome development but, given the projectile's path, the least severe of possible outcomes. Shortly after WanabeALJr arrived, I departed to catch up with Highonlife and SummitHat.

              Highonlife had used her Whippet poles (small ice-axes attached to trekking poles) to surmount a heavily ice-encrusted section. SummitHat proceeded and decided it was time to replace snowshoes with crampons. I did not bring crampons so, while everyone paused to don them, I offered to continue in snowshoes and break trail. Persistence, and caution, allowed me to get around the nastiest bits and, once past the longest of the icy sections, I continued breaking trail through the woods.

              At some point in my ascent, I realized no one was following me. I called out several times and heard no response. After waiting for several minutes I guessed something was amiss so I backtracked in search of my hiking partners. I found them below a steep icy pitch. Apparently, WannabeALJr had sprung a spruce trap and was delayed by the experience. All was well now and the group was on the move again.

              Route-finding between the false and true summits presented two or three head-scratchers. Wearing snowshoes, I helped consolidate the deeper drifts but the balance of the team, wearing crampons, were able to plow through the fluffy snow with minimal post-holing. We reached Cliff's summit at 3:45 PM and congratulated one another on a job well done. The plush toys joined us for summit photos. Daylight was becoming a precious resource so we didn't dawdle on the summit.


              Red rabbits follow me to Cliff.

              I stopped at the false summit, donned an extra layer, and swapped out snowshoes for Trail Crampons. I stowed my hiking poles as a result of a valuable lesson learned from a previous trip to Cliff. I had tried to use poles exclusively for the descent, fell, and left some skin on the rock. This time I planned to use the trees. The combination of Trail Crampons, trees, and my long limbs, served me well.

              I met Highonlife at the junction where I indicated I'd be heading back to Uphill lean-to to change into fresh socks. The balance of the team, returning from Cliff, would reconvene at the lean-to. It was a pleasure to replace the soggy socks with a dry pair. SummitHat peeked around the corner and indicated the rest of the group had continued down the trail. He produced a thermos and shared a delicious blend of hot chai and cinnamon. Now shod in snowshoes, I joined SummitHat in a brisk descent to catch up with our hiking partners.

              Being 5:30 PM, the sun had set and we were descending by the blue light of dusk. We caught up with the ladies and followed in the pools of light cast by their headlamps. The group spread out while crossing Lake Colden and I paused to admire the bright canopy of stars and the last dying glow of dusk. I took a long-exposure photo of the glow with limited success. While savouring the moment, the lake made a most disconcerting "BLOOP" noise seemingly to my immediate left. Naturally, I moved in the opposite direction and very quickly I might add! The idea that the solid surface beneath me was in an audible state of flux was not comforting.

              I've never hiked by headlamp in winter so it was a new experience for me. I have to admit the first half-hour is exciting and then it becomes routine. Avalanche Lake's surface made a few less-scary "tick" noises indicating its surface was also in motion. I strode across the lake quickly in order to have time to look back and photograph the clutch of headlamps moving towards me. Unfortunately, the photo didn't quite capture the magic of the moment.


              Headlamps on Avalanche Lake.

              From Avalanche Pass to the Loj, the trail was ironed smooth by many skis. With little to see beyond the reach of our headlamps, we settled into a smooth rhythm to bring the long day to a close. At 8:20 PM, AlpineLamb and I emerged at the HPIC parking lot and were shortly joined by our companions. After shedding gear and switching into dry clothing everyone met for one last time for hugs and handshakes. Thank you all for a great day in the peaks!


              Photos
              Nice trip report - the photos make it twice as nice Great hike with great people!! Thanks for sharing!
              An OLD man once said …There comes a time in life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh, forget the bad, and focus on the good. So, love the people who treat you right, pray for the ones who don't. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is a part of LIFE, getting back up is LIVING.

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              • #8
                Originally posted by Highonlife View Post
                Taras it was a pleasure meeting you. I really enjoyed the hike and thanks for making my list

                Yesterdays hike wasn't just about getting the peaks but a real testament about looking out for each other, encouraging each other and making sure we all stayed together until the end.

                Just a fun day....hope to do it again.


                A special thanks to Brian and Mary....I would have turned back if it wasn't for you two. Lately I have lost confidence because of the knee injury but you guys pulled me through. I am thankful for this, it is what I needed.

                Cynda always a pleasure and this was your idea, thanks for thinking of a pre-Valentine Hike, REDfield and Cupid will never be forgotten....It was just a reason for me to get the trinkets

                Again everyone thank you so much for a day to remember.

                http://smilebox.com/play/4d7a55304d6...a513d0d0a&sb=1


                Thanks to Mary and Taras for some of the people photos
                Nice Smilebox Nancy - love the shots of the snow on Avalanche Lake - that place is just magical. What? No Jeffery??? Replaced by a monkey? Thanks for sharing.
                An OLD man once said …There comes a time in life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh, forget the bad, and focus on the good. So, love the people who treat you right, pray for the ones who don't. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is a part of LIFE, getting back up is LIVING.

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                • #9
                  Awwwww, what a great day. Thanks to all!

                  I will eventually add my wordy version & pics, but after a brutal drive that required 2 stops to catnap, I arrived home 24 hours after leaving, worked today, and spent the evening at my son's basketball game...still tired and sore...but so grateful to this group.

                  Trail Boss is too kind...I was not incapacitated by a spruce trap, but rather paralyzing fear of the ice on Cupid, aka Cliff. But wow, AlpineLamb didn't let me turn around and HOL and Summit Hat coached me over the rough spots and I am amazed at what a great time it was.

                  Ready to join AlpineLamb's flock...

                  46W +1W
                  AlpineAce: 46/46
                  AlpineNinja: 46/46


                  http://adkwannabe.wordpress.com/about/

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                  • #10
                    It looks and sounds like a fun day despite an injury!
                    ADK 46/46, 22w
                    NH 21/48
                    NE 70/115

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                    • #11
                      Thanks Taras for the excellent chronicle of this unique expedition to Red & Cliff/Cupid! Lots of fun on a lovely day with a group that transformed the challenges of a long journey into warm memories. It was great to share the trail with you.

                      Originally posted by Trail Boss View Post
                      I knew it would be special because Highonlife's PM indicated I ought to wear red and the theme would be Valentine's Day.
                      You know you're in for a treat on a Lambs-HOL theme day! It's tough to look like an intense peakbagger after they've provided you with festive neckwear and plush critters are peaking out of your pack pockets.

                      I could feel a laceration inside my mouth and the development of a 'fat lip'. I spat blood.
                      Thanks for the trail work blood and sweat without tears. Though the tree scored with that one good uppercut you clearly won the match - you retained all your limbs; the tree didn't fare so well. And only one of you managed to hike a mountain afterward.

                      ...everyone met for one last time for hugs and handshakes. Thank you all for a great day in the peaks!
                      Originally posted by Highonlife View Post
                      Just a fun day.... Again everyone thank you so much for a day to remember.
                      Originally posted by WannabeALjr View Post
                      Awwwww, what a great day. Thanks to all!
                      ...still tired and sore...but so grateful to this group.
                      +1 +1 +1 +1 - thanks all!

                      Originally posted by Highonlife View Post
                      Yesterdays hike wasn't just about getting the peaks but a real testament about looking out for each other, encouraging each other and making sure we all stayed together until the end.
                      Couldn't agree more Nancy - the spirit at the heart of this outstanding day.

                      Great photos all - thanks Nancy for the sweet compilation!

                      Originally posted by WannabeALjr View Post
                      Trail Boss is too kind...I was not incapacitated by a spruce trap, but rather paralyzing fear of the ice on Cupid, aka Cliff. But wow, AlpineLamb didn't let me turn around and HOL and Summit Hat coached me over the rough spots and I am amazed at what a great time it was.
                      Must be the sleep deprivation talking...

                      Walls of Ice - no problem!
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                      Looking forward to the wordy version.

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                      • #12
                        What a great report, hike, group, series of events and outcome! Quite an adventure for sure! Thanks for sharing!
                        Limped thru the Northeast 115...

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                        • #13
                          Wow!
                          I am aching for a day like that but first things first.
                          My 12 year old son and I are 6/46.
                          We will do our first winter peaks in early march, weather permitting.
                          (I'm saving Redfield for last)
                          thank you for the excellent report!
                          Stuart rose from the ditch, climbed into his car, and started up the road that led toward the north... somehow he felt that he was headed in the right direction. E.B.White, Stuart Little

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                          • #14
                            Great job you guys! Love the pictures of the creatures on both summits. That was classic. Our Cliff/Redfield trip is fresh in my mind and I laughed (not AT, but ABOUT) Summit hat's fall into that creek - we had a causality there as well as we sent the son to explore the path and found out that was NOT the way. Redfield had so much snow (over a foot) that the routefinding and trailbreaking were quite memorable. Great job Lamb sisters for overcoming your fears and tacking two tough peaks. Cliff scared me in a few spots but sounds like you had the tools. I wonder Trail Boss if blood clots less easily in the cold. I had a "scratch" on my nose in the Sewards that bled a TON. Alpine lamb thought I was in a bar brawl or something. Glad you and the tree are both okay!
                            46R (#7146) ADK, 46W
                            48 (NH 4000) + winter
                            NE 115 (#706)
                            NE Winter 115 (#82)

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                            • #15
                              @Aspiring HP Queen
                              Allow me to indulge in a bit of "meta" commentary:

                              Re: "we had a causality there as well"
                              I suspect you meant to write "casualty" (injured party) but I think the word "causality" (relationship between cause and effect) as used in this context produces a clever twist. As in "Wow! What a train-wreck! One nasty causality after another!"

                              Re: "sounds like you had the tools"
                              Sorry, all I hear on this one is "you had the cojones"! Yes, WannabeALjr was initially timid but after descending Cliff she had a swagger.
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