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Saturday, 30 November 2013

Mailbox peak: What not to do when hiking


If you started in Seattle and drove for a day it would be difficult to find a more strenuous hike than Mailbox Peak. Located 5 miles outside of the town of North Bend, it is a 6 mile out and back with 4,000 feet of elevation gain. You don’t know what that means until you’ve done it. I’ve hiked mailbox in August and March and I wanted to see what it would be like in November.

 

I had a late start and didn’t begin the ascent until 2 PM. As I passed group after group coming down— each flushed and fulfilled-looking—I grew more and more nervous. No one else was going up. The last group of hikers asked if I had a flashlight. “Oh yes,” I replied jauntily as if I were perfectly confident and did this all the time.

 


I reached the summit just as the sun was setting (not that it was visible because I was inside a cloud.) Immediately I began the descent. About the time that I was slipping on ice and tripping on roots I remembered that I hadn’t changed my flashlight battery in three years. In good conditions it take two hours to climb down, but in the pitch dark it was almost impossible to move from blaze to blaze. In a matter of minutes I had lost the trail.

 


If I had a brain at all I would have immediately turned around and found the last blaze, but I blundered on, sure that I would find the next one soon enough. I crashed through thickets and tripped over branches until I finally had to admit to myself that I was completely lost. Pulling out my compass I wandered southwest for about two hours.

 

It is amazing how quickly a person can lose their wits when they are lost in the woods. I felt completely demoralized and had to force myself to continue. Every part of me wanted to sit down and wait the night out. I guess this is how Frodo and Sam felt.

 

Just when I was deciding to spend the night under a log I came across a trail. Not the right one, but it was going down. I followed it for an hour and it eventually spit me out at a road. From there I was able to find the car and drive, wet, muddy and ashamed back home.

 

Hiking is fun but please be safe!

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