On our way up, it occurred to me to stop and have a look at the Chapel Pond public camping area. I've always wanted to stop in there and have a gander, but I either always forget, don't have time in the morning, or it's too dark in the evening.
To the right of this initial area and also uphill to the left are two narrow roads leading into the woods. According to the AllTrails map, these are short and do not loop around. I don't know if that's actually true or not, but we didn't get out to check. I was not going to bother driving down the road to the right because a boulder in the center would clearly not allow my Rav 4 to pass. Up the hill would have been doable I think, but I decided caution was the better part of valor today.
There is parking just down the road, so if you feel like your car won't make it, you could unload gear and bring it up to a site, then park down the road if you wanted. I may come back for another look next weekend.
Saint Regis Fire Tower
We arrived at the huge Saint Regis Mountain lot just before 9:30am and we were on our way fairly quickly. It was a brisk morning in the mid to upper 20s, but the temps were rising steadily. On the drive in, the weather had been a bit cranky with flurries and the wind blowing the loose snow in billowing gusts from the peaks. Here, although the breeze was certainly present, it wasn't terribly strong.
The terrain does a bit of up and down over the first lump of elevation. We saw no footprints in the snow despite there being a couple of cars in the lot. We figured those folks might have taken one of the other trails or were paddling rather than hiking. Dan suggested it might be okay to cut Sunny loose and I agreed. He was quite happy about this and frolicked merrily.
After a mile of steady ascent, we descended for half a mile to the bottom of the hill, having lost all but 50' of the elevation we'd gained. There was a short, flat section before the trail started climbing again. These lower elevations had a bit of mud, but nothing really to complain about. I think there were two large puddles on the trail, one with boardwalks and one without.
It was time to climb again, but for reals this time. The next 3/4 mile from the bottom of the hill only gave us 200' of gain, but it was a good warm-up for the rest of the day. We passed the junction with the Spring Bay Trail without noticing it and then stopped for our first pack-off snack break.
Oddly, shortly after this, we found a tree with a red trail marker nailed to it, despite the fact that the markers should be yellow and no other trail intersected there.
It was difficult to really make out what I was looking at, especially with the big ones so obscured. Still, despite the weather and the naked trees, the views were quite invigorating today. It was cool to watch the flurries blow across the countryside and the constant gusts of wind enveloping the distant mountains in their own snow.
Looking at the vast expanse of ponds and lakes, it was easy to see why this area is so popular for paddling. Even the bodies of water that weren't connected with a navigable route seemed to be close enough to portage without too much fuss.
Hooray, lunch!
We ate our sandwiches and enjoyed the fire tower. It's always much easier to enjoy a fire tower with a friend there because someone can calm down Sunny while I climb it. The tower on Saint Regis isn't very tall, likely because it doesn't need to be in order to peek over the few trees up there. There's only stairs; no ladder.
I kind of took my time to enjoy the day. With our windbreakers on, it was fairly pleasant in the lee of the summit. With the IPA empty and our microspikes donned, we were on our way back down by noon.
The sun started making its presence known even more on our way down the mountain and the snow quickly started to disappear. Although the trail meanders East and North, there's plenty of exposure, especially at noon. After the initial dismount from the summit, the trail was fast. Between that and the sunshine, I was feeling great.
This was all despite my wet feet. I was a little annoyed at that, but I think these boots are on their last season. Wendy made a good point that although these boots were purchased only a couple of years ago, they did probably have about 500 tough miles on them. That's definitely something to think about.
We were back at the car by 1:20. We were definitely feeling like making the best of the long drive and hiking another mountain, so we headed towards Saranac Lake.
Baker Mountain
Baker is a little mountain right on the East side of Saranac Lake. I hadn't really researched the mountain, but I figured it was likely added to the Saranac 6er with the same logic that Cobble Hill had been added to the Lake Placid 9er: a decent starter mountain accessible right from town.
This feature seems to be a quarry. It's backed up by some quotes available on a local wiki:
Phil Gallos, in By Foot in the Adirondacks 1972, pages 137-139.
“The quarry at the base of the mountain is where we went for ‘thrills.’ It was a great place to break bottles. The supply of good throwing-stones was limitless. When we were lucky enough to have a big brother’s .22 in our possession, the quarry became what we considered a first-rate shooting gallery. . . . Also, the quarry contained a very enticing vein of fool’s gold (iron pyrite). Boy, how we hacked at that stuff! The chisel marks are still there. So is the fool’s gold.”
Also:
Plattsburgh Press Republican, September 21, 2015
"Lookback: Week of Sept. 21 to September 28," compiled by Staff Writer Ben Rowe
There are large deposits of feldspar in the vicinity of Saranac Lake and some of them are close to that village, one of them being located on Mt. Baker. Potash extracted from Prussia has been in short supply since the war broke out in Europe.
Also, it seems Baker is a success story of active conservation. In 1914, Baker was totally devastated by fire and the community came together to plant 15,000 trees on the mountain, including High School kids. Certainly, a lot of photos of Baker from that era show a very different mountain.
After an initial elevation gain of 350' up the side of the mountain, the the trail hooks a hard right and starts up the long Western spur. Here, at least in Brown Season, you can see the summit looming between the trees.
After a short hike across a bit of a short ridge, the climb begins in earnest again. The last quarter mile or so features about 400' of gain which is honestly rather upsy. The hike is definitely more challenging than Cobble Hill. It is a lot of fun, actually.
Dan took the best summit photo from Baker with the High Peaks region in the distance obscured by blizzard conditions and McKenzie marching off to the left.
After a short time at the summit and a quick chat with another hiker, we started back down. We made the descent without incident despite the patches of ice on the top third of the mountain.
At the end of the day...
Well, it was another awesome day in the woods. I was glad to have Dan with us as usual. I appreciate his commitment to making decisions of varying quality.
Sunny had a great day, too. We now only need Scarface for our Saranac 6er and we're sitting at 18 total fire towers.
I'll probably take Sunny to Lake George next Monday. I have trail steward training all day Saturday and I won't be taking him with me. I am certain he's going to give me the stink eye when I get home Saturday night.
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