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Day 2 started ominously with vehicle problems. We had intended to have breakfast a Dube's Pit Stop at 5:30 in order to get an early start for Kent.
As it turned out the problem with the vehicle was quickly repaired (and my ego bruised), but it was now too late for Kent so we decided on Scott Bog Peak.
Fran decided that one senior moment was enough for the day, so her vote of no-confidence stripped me of my routemeister status, and my map, and my compass - but I got even the next morning.
We parked in a roadside parking area across from the boat launch on Third Conn. Lake and headed out on a 101-degree bearing through wide open woods. The bw conditions were excellent - 0-12" dry snow on a hard base probably 5' deep - keeping us significantly above forest floor debris. Soon we hit ledges which were easily circumvented by a short walk to the south and then to the north. We continued on bearing through wide open woods until the middle of the main ridge - about halfway to the peak. Then we hit some fairly thick stuff until down in the ravine where we traveled through wide, wide open woods. (in hindsight, we should have followed the open ravine right up to the swath - a longer but easier route). After crossing the ravine, we headed up the main mountain through relatively thick woods. We hit the swath a few hundred yards west of the its high point. At the high point, we turned south through wide open woods, lost about 20' of altitude, and were soon in the summit area. The plastic canister was upside down due to having a cracked cover. Alas, this position allowed water to freeze in the cover's threads making the cover too difficult to open, or risking cracking the container while struggling to open it.
At this point, I'd like to thank the owners of Buck Rub Pizza and Lodge for the help extended to us during this vehicle problem. We stayed there Thursday night. We woke them up a 7:30 (they go to bed around 1am) asking to use the pay phone to call a garage. They insisted on opening the restaurant and serving us free coffee. They wouldn't allow us to use the payphone, but instead they called a garage for us. I must admit, I thought we were being set up here - but I was wrong. The mechanic arrived within a half hour and quickly fixed the problem. He wanted $5 for his efforts. Needless to say, I gave him more.
As it turned out the problem with the vehicle was quickly repaired (and my ego bruised), but it was now too late for Kent so we decided on Scott Bog Peak.
Fran decided that one senior moment was enough for the day, so her vote of no-confidence stripped me of my routemeister status, and my map, and my compass - but I got even the next morning.
We parked in a roadside parking area across from the boat launch on Third Conn. Lake and headed out on a 101-degree bearing through wide open woods. The bw conditions were excellent - 0-12" dry snow on a hard base probably 5' deep - keeping us significantly above forest floor debris. Soon we hit ledges which were easily circumvented by a short walk to the south and then to the north. We continued on bearing through wide open woods until the middle of the main ridge - about halfway to the peak. Then we hit some fairly thick stuff until down in the ravine where we traveled through wide, wide open woods. (in hindsight, we should have followed the open ravine right up to the swath - a longer but easier route). After crossing the ravine, we headed up the main mountain through relatively thick woods. We hit the swath a few hundred yards west of the its high point. At the high point, we turned south through wide open woods, lost about 20' of altitude, and were soon in the summit area. The plastic canister was upside down due to having a cracked cover. Alas, this position allowed water to freeze in the cover's threads making the cover too difficult to open, or risking cracking the container while struggling to open it.
At this point, I'd like to thank the owners of Buck Rub Pizza and Lodge for the help extended to us during this vehicle problem. We stayed there Thursday night. We woke them up a 7:30 (they go to bed around 1am) asking to use the pay phone to call a garage. They insisted on opening the restaurant and serving us free coffee. They wouldn't allow us to use the payphone, but instead they called a garage for us. I must admit, I thought we were being set up here - but I was wrong. The mechanic arrived within a half hour and quickly fixed the problem. He wanted $5 for his efforts. Needless to say, I gave him more.
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