the Bear and the Breathtaking

Between the bear and the breathtaking views is a place we call Shenandoah. It's a place were the leaves are turing early this year and the cold winds are coming. It's a place where you might see a bear, coyote, turkey, or bobcat in the wild anytime. It's also the place where in the last couple days you might have seen the Peace Corps or Aramark staff laughing, playing games, or traipsing through the woods on a Shenandoah Mountain Guides lead activity.
Here's a quick slice of the last week.


The flying squirrel soars out towards the valley at Aramark's picnic.


Peace Corps staff working through their game/race on the summit of Blackrock Peak.


Rattler getting in some good rays on a talus slope.


Aramark staff playing games at the Skyland lodge lawn.


Before climbing forty feet up a big tree this bear decided it was time to use the little tree for a good butt scratchin.

Footprints

Watch how easily this 400lb bear climbs the tree!

Weekend Explorer

With many trips comes many personalities, this week we had the pleasure of introducing Emmy awarded host Jeffrey Lehmann and the film crew for Weekend Explorer to Shenandoah. As usual we had a blast! So much so that after the scheduled rock climbing and rappelling was finished, Jeffrey changed up the days itinerary and headed deeper into the woods so we could show him some more! Jeffrey and the crew know how to find the good stuff, and as the mornings fog turned into evening mist we hiked back up the hill 40 pound HD camcorder in hand, a bit tired but happy with the footage and the fun!

Based out of California the award winning, PBS television series, Weekend Explorer takes you along to incredibly scenic destinations around the United States and the world and it's about time Shenandoah made the list! But don't take my word for it, the link to Jeffrey's site is www.weekendexplorer.com, our show should air sometime around June 2010. It was great to meet the crew along with Jeffrey and to show them around our home. We wish them the best of luck with the show.

Rain or Shine

... and sometimes the colors seem to shine even more when its raining!

Summer Sun Fading

Well the temps are starting to cool in Shenandoah and the ideal hiking/climbing days are arriving. That's not to say you won't be seeing us at a swimming hole cooling off after a hard hike or possibly even canyoneering in a wetsuit, some of the best trips from the last week or so have put us in the water for at least a quick break. Here's a couple pics from last week, in the water or not.

Climbing the Sentinel in the bright sun and warming up, before jumping in swimming hole number two on Saturdays' adventure race birthday party.

What can I say, I'm a man who loves butterflies. A Red Admiral suns itself next to a pool.

It was nice enough out last week that we just wore the wetsuit tops for our canyoneering trip! (It's not quite as steep as this picture makes it look but it is as fun)!

Noticed this Monarch Caterpillar munching some of its favorite food, the Milkweed, near Skyland lodge several days ago.

Good Evenings

After a great hike in the meadow I had the chance for a quick hike to the top of Compton peak on the ride home. It's sunsets like this that good evenings are made of, of course the cliff and the Mountain Ash help as well.

Bug-eyed in the Woods

Walking through the woods in Shenandoah this time of year can leave one a bit bug-eyed. There is so much to see, the big summer wildflowers, the butterflies, the bugs and the bear all vie for your attention. Here's a couple the folks on my hikes and I have seen in the past couple days.

A Locust hanging on a lichen covered tree near the Nicholson Hollow trail.

A Spicebush Swallowtail lighted on a Cardinal flower Stream side.

The biggest Wild Turkey leading the flock through the ferns of the Limberlost trail.

You Can Too!

She did it!

Tick Check!

Out again this year for our annual three day training with George Washington Universities Trails Guides and again it was a great year! The student leaders learned a multitude of wilderness leadership skills from LNT (Leave No Trace) to land navigation and many things in between. Pictured above students do a thorough tick check after a cross country bushwack orienteering session. Students left more prepared to lead their peers into the wilderness but hopefully no blood sucking, disease carrying, arachnid, parasites.

Blue Mountains

This plaque adorns the top of a headstone in one of Shenandoah's many cemeteries where the families of the deceased parkland residents are allowed to continue burying their kin. Click on the picture to enlarge it and read the window into a locals final thoughts.

Extreme Kids

Whether you are a kid, or a kid at heart, spending seven days in the woods is extreme.
Rock climbing, rappelling, water sliding, white water tubing, climbing mountains and carrying everything you need for five days on your back are also extreme. Good job ladies, you're stronger for it.

Respect Wildlife

One of the seven principles of Leave No Trace is Respect Wildlife, and it makes sense. If we harm the creatures whose home we pass through, that wilderness loses part of the reason we go there in the first place. When it comes to Crawdads, and my personal desire to show and teach on trips sometimes I pick one up to show just how cool they are. Crawdads (Crayfish for you northerners) are a great indicator species as they can not live in all but the cleanest of streams. So if you see them dying in a stream near you, watch out, there are pollution issues. Watch out if you pick them up as well, sometimes they get the last laugh.
(No Crawdads were hurt in the posting of this blog)

Making a Waterfall

Check.

Dam, now that's a lot of fun.

Rappelling Down Waterfalls

Check.

If it's not on the life list, you might want to put it there, most folks think it's quite the rush. I guess we just think Rappelling the biggest waterfall in Shenandoah is another great way to cool off in a beautiful place... Well okay, It's kind of a rush for us too.
(click to zoom in and see person rappelling)

The Best Thing

I was asked at the beginning of the week what the best/coolest thing I did this summer was. Hands down, the best thing was being best man at my brother Jonathan's wedding. But there's a whole slew of other great things going on as well. Here's a quick slice.

Old Fashioned

"get old fashioned, put the brakes on these fast, fast wheels. Oh, lets get old fashioned back to the way things used to be." -Frightened Rabbit

Sorry it's been a few weeks since I've posted, I happened to dunk my camera in the water again and, well, it might take one or two more of the good tippers out there till you see another picture on this blog. Just good old fashioned words and imagination for now.
Imagine we're stopped.
Motionless on a trail weaving through the shade of an Oak forest. Light pierces the canopy illuminating the ferns into a patchwork carpet of neon and dark greens split by a ribbon of brown trail. Amid the green there is one spot which is pitch black. Twenty feet off and frozen just as we are, the black spot stares back at us. It is a small black bear cub and for what might be a five second eternity we all hold our breath and examine our abrupt situation... and each other. She's gorgeous, we watch, she bolts, faster than we thought possible, thru the ferns and gone. It was a bear sighting in the wilderness and as we take a deep breath and move on, we cant help but wonder. "Where's momma?"

Come get old fashioned, take a hike with us and enjoy the place the natives called the daughter of the stars, Shenandoah.

Sláinte to Snakes

6/13-14/09
Sláinte is Gaelic for "to your health" and I just wanted to toast my hikers (one of which was Irish) as well as the mellow, good- tempered snakes we watched along the trail. The Black Rat snake pictured above put on quite a show climbing this slippery metal sign post as we watched in awe. An incredible weekend all around!

Almost Alpine

Yesterday (June 9) Jeremy and I (Chad) finished a climb we began June 1. We were off the wall three days in the middle due to rain and work but spent the other six days in unbroken climbing. The climb begins in the valley roughly three quarters of a mile and maybe 13 hundred vertical feet from where the above picture was taken. The climb starts where the river cuts through the rock band which ascends the mountains on its flanks. We traversed up and over more than a mile of rock to complete what we believe to be the first ascent of the longer rock band. Located less than two hours from home in West VA, we figured, "Why go to Pakistan to climb a giant choss pile, when we've got a great one in our own back yard?"


Staying as close as possible to the middle of the wall we climbed the route "free" (without the aid of using our gear to hold our weight, except in the case of a fall) and rate it at around 5.9+. In 46 pitches (rope lengths between belays) we climbed from the start until the cliff band broke down in the woods near the mountain top and finished with one additional pitch up the mountain's highest pinnacle. With a very long average pitch length of around 150 ft we clocked in around 6900 diagonal feet of climbing. Despite a massive amount of loose rock, neither of us took the ever present, ever looming, huge swinging fall.


Mountain Laurel was in full bloom and we enjoyed it immensely except for the many times we had to climb through it. Mountain Laurel has a sweet, mellow fragrance, but you don't want your face buried in the stuff, it grows thick, sharp and creates a heck of a lot of rope drag. Seems to sort of want to push you off, or snap at inopportune moments as well, beautiful stuff really though.


The diciest of pitches were more akin to climbing a Jenga tower than rock with precariously stacked blocks and sharp rope cutter edges. On one such pitch I had three separate instances where a hold dislodged just as I began to trust it. Once, when I was very young and climbing trees at Grandpa's he praised how I almost always had three limbs firmly placed before moving the fourth; I've always remembered that.



I find that after my favorite vacations I most often come home tired, sore, and content with life. Join SMG for rock climbing or any of our other trips and I can just about guarantee two out of three of those, and that ain't bad!

The Long Way Round

Through a sea of lichen we tiptoe. Weaknesses in the rock put our strengths to the test and we pick our way through the choss, brush, and impeccable rock. Dull constant stress flares with the sharp crack of a hold breaking, puffs of smoke mark its ricochet path downward to the trees followed by the snapping branches, long rolling and finally the silence of rest, while from sunrise to set we move slowly, steadily over rock.

We hunker hanging anchored to the wall as fierce winds, thunder, hail, rain and lightning rage past our tiny shelter. We had just enough time to make it here for this temporary relief, but the background noise stress never abates. I guess this is what guides do for fun; it doesn't always feel like that.

Hungry for Life

The days are longer and we're packing them full. We have been out, about and keeping busy with hikes, climbs, and teaching. Still we thirst for more. Today Jeremy and I (Chad) embark on a huge climbing venture. The mountains have called, wish us luck, we will see you soon.

Great Flower

Lousy name

Lousewort

Go West Young Matt

There comes a time in many a Shenandoah Mountain Guides life where the we feel the the call of the west. Our beloved Shenandoahs begin to feel a tad small and a foray into the unknown beckons. Inevitably we must answer this call, to find, that on returning the fondness for home has grown stronger. Mountain guide Matt (pictured above yesterday, 5-17-09, atop Seneca Rocks) must now answer his call as he heads to Wyoming's Tetons for the summer. Be safe Matt, you will be missed.

Pinxter lined

Under a cloak of fog or in a light rain the trail is slick and you find yourself head down, focused on the footwork ahead. Then you are overcome by it. Like walking into your favorite bakery early in the morning, the smell envelopes you. Taking a deep breath and filling your lungs with the pleasing fragrance you coast to a stop. There you are, deep in the woods surrounded by a shrub tunnel of Pinxter Flower as the trail winds through. The bright and delicate pinks pop all around. You take a moment to capture the feeling and fragrance. For a time you pause to wonder why one of these Pink Azalea shrubs gets to wear so many corsages. Leaving the flower the smell lingers with you and the moment is saved for sometime later.

Unfurling

Spring is in the air and with much rain comes much mushrooms, mountain climbs and memories. This spring we've seen everything from Lady slipper Orchids to the elusive medicinal Birch Chaga hiding in the neon greens of the new forest, and as always the more you're out, the more you see.

On a Boat

Three days on a boat rain or shine, always a good time. Late night paddles in the fog by the full moon leave you with life time memories. Dodging storms and exploring shorelines is always a learning experience.

Wet Wonders

Witchhazel's spring yellow pops against the grey fog and boulders of upper Old Rag.


Showy Orchis blooms are just one of the many spring flowers loving these rains.


Just the basal leaves of a Wood Sorrel are picture worthy.


Many kinds of fungus are soaking up the rain along with the flowers. These ones have a fleshy skin that seems to hold a jello jigglier trapped inside.


I had the opportunity to go Morel hunting with dad and grandpa. Above, dad jukes his way across another high water stream crossing before the search can continue.

Now it's your turn to go on a hunt, we will start with a warm up then move on to the real thing.
Pictured below is a Scarlet Tanager, see how quick you can find the bright bird.


Too easy right.

Now on to the real thing.
Morel hunt.
The little picture is what you are looking for, time yourself and see how your hunt skills compare.



Find those culinary delights, 3, 2, 1, GO!



How did you do?
>10 seconds = Ouch, If it was a snake you'd be dead. There is a bright side though, no one will mind if you know about their secret Morel hunting spots. Although you won't be coming home with much you will be privy to the best patches around.

5 - 9 seconds = You might still come home with more ticks than tasty treats, but keep practicing, your on the trail.

2 - 4 seconds = Alright, alright, if you fry em up with a lot of butter you could break even on the calories expenditure v reward scale. Nice Job.

1 second or less = It's a Mericle! You should be hunting with the Big Fish himself, giving spare mushrooms to the needy and frying those things with breakfast, lunch, dinner, corn dogs, oreos and whatever else. Give us a call when you need a job!