I’ve been itching to make a climb for a while now, but ice and deep snow have made forest travel very difficult. Many of the parking spots aren’t plowed in winter so even if you can find a good place to climb there’s a good chance that you won’t be able to park anywhere near it. My solution to the problem was Pitcher Mountain in Stoddard, which always gets plowed and is usually an easy, gentle climb.
One look at the trail told me this would probably not be an easy, gentle climb. There was a good foot of snow on the trail and it wasn’t as hard packed as I had hoped.
It wasn’t as bad as ice but it was quite warm so the snow was wet, slushy and slippery. If you stepped off the hard packed part of the trail you found yourself up to your knees in wet snow. I could see that some had worn snowshoes and others had worn spikes, but I wore hiking boots.
Woodchips on the snow usually mean one thing when the bears are sleeping; pileated woodpeckers have been busy.
They did a real job on this dead birch. It had been shredded and almost cut in half.
Up ahead a tree had fallen across the trail. This was a good opportunity to stop and catch my breath.
I always like to look to see what was growing in the top of a newly fallen tree. This one was covered with what I think were rim lichens (Lecanora epibryon.) There are many different rim lichens and I think most of them have brownish fruiting bodies (Apothecia.)
Its buds told me that the fallen tree was a red maple (Acer rubrum.)
After climbing over the fallen maple I slogged on to the Mount Monadnock viewing spot and had another rest. The mountain lies almost directly south of Pitcher Mountain and the bright afternoon sun coming at the camera made this a difficult shot.
I always stop to see the edge of the meadow rising up into the sky. It’s impossible to explain how such an empty place makes me feel but after being in the woods for most of my life such a view is foreign enough to almost make it seem like I’m on another planet. It’s a pleasurable experience that’s always hard to turn away from. French sociologist, social psychologist and philosopher Emile Durkheim once said: “One cannot long remain so absorbed in contemplation of emptiness without being increasingly attracted to it.” I think he was right.
Though I’ve seen photos of Scottish highland cattle in this meadow I’ve never seen the real thing. They’re not common here so I’d like to see them in person someday.
The old fire warden’s cabin looks like it’ll make it through another winter. It’s too bad a use can’t be found for it, it has been empty and unused for years. The cabin marks the steepest part of the climb so I sat on the porch for a bit to catch my breath. It looked like a few others had the same idea. Climbing in this kind of snow was hard work.
The fire tower marks the summit. They let people go up in it when it’s manned but I haven’t seen anyone in it since last summer. This is actually the second tower on this mountain. In April of 1940 the first wooden fire tower built in 1915 burned in a fire that destroyed 27,000 acres of forest, including the fire tower and all of the trees on the summit. It was the most destructive fire in the region’s history but it left the Summit of Pitcher Mountain with a full 360 degree view. That and the wild blueberries that grow here make it a popular spot.
The fire tower is pinned to the bedrock for good reason; it was windier here on this day than I’ve ever seen it and there were two or three gusts that I seriously thought would blow me over. At least it wasn’t cold, but I still didn’t stay long.
To the north of Pitcher Mountain 12 wind turbines stretch over several ridgelines in Lempster. These examples are part of the first windfarm in New Hampshire. They looked to be spinning quickly on this day.
I think this might be Mount Ascutney ski resort in Vermont to the northwest. Chances are it was doing a brisk business on such a warm day.
I think this is Mount Kearsarge in Wilmot, New Hampshire to the northeast. It’s a very pretty mountain.
I call this hill the near hill. After looking at several maps I still haven’t found its name, so it might not have one. It looks very close but it would be quite a hike to get to the top of it from here.
Common gold speck lichen (Candelariella vitellina) grows all over the exposed bedrock up here. This lichen contains a yellow pigment called calysin and was once used in Sweden to dye wool yellow. It must have been difficult scraping it off the rocks that it grew on and I would imagine that yellow wool in Sweden was very expensive then.
Common goldspeck lichen is a crustose lichen that seems very granular when you get a close look at it. It seems to do very well here; I’m sure that it must get plenty of sunshine.
I’ve seen plenty of scattered rock posy lichens (Rhizoplaca subdiscrepans) but never one with a spore producing apothecium in the shape of a heart. These lichens are very small so I didn’t see this myself until I saw the photo. Scattered rock posy is both beautiful and unusual with its brain like body (Thallus) and orange fruiting discs (Apothecia.) I always find them growing on stone in full sun. This is a lichen that never seems to stop producing spores; its orange pad like apothecia are always there.
I’ve probably walked by this mountain ash tree 50 times but never noticed it, and that’s why I follow the same trails again and again. You just can’t see everything in one or two visits. It was a tough slog going up and coming down the mountain in the wet snow but I’m glad I did it and glad I didn’t miss these large beet colored buds.
We don’t stop hiking because we grow old – we grow old because we stop hiking. ~ Finis Mitchell
Thanks for stopping in.
I find the colours of the rock posy lichen very appealing – I like the heart too! I love big wide-open spaces and find them rejuvenating. When we lived for 18 months in Somerset I felt quite closed in down in the wooded valleys but fortunately we could get up to the top of the surrounding hills easily and I got my fix of big sky! However, I’m not sure how I’d cope with living on your prairies in the States with hundreds of miles of flat land and not a hill in sight! I hope you have recovered from your slog up the mountain! Walking in deep wet snow is so tiring!
Thank you Clare. Yes, my legs are back to normal, thanks.
I like the orange in rock posy lichens. It’s a color I don’t see very often.
I don’t really feel closed in by the forest and maybe that’s why big open spaces seem so alien. I’m with you regarding the prairie. I don’t think I’d last there 6 months! I don’t know how the settlers ever made it there.
Beautiful pictures of life in your area, Allen. Nothing like the views from the mountains! The awe of empty spaces and wide vistas is something I understand quite well out here in the west. Coming from the east coast where the view is closed in by trees and hills, it was a very different experience here. Been here a little over 13 years now and still in awe of it.
Thanks Lavinia. I see barren hillsides and big open spaces on other blogs but it’s hard to grasp what it’s like unless you’re there. I’ve always pictured the west as heavily forested but I never really knew for sure. Interesting to hear that it isn’t. I think I’d be in awe of it as well, but I wonder if I could take it for very long. The flat openness (along with the heat) is why I came back from Florida.
It hope it will be possible to preserve that old warden’s cabin. That shouldn’t be lost to history.
Thanks Montucky! I have no way of knowing what officials have planned for it but I agree. As of now it doesn’t seem to see much upkeep, but they do at least shovel the snow off the roof.
It must have been a tough climb with that much snow on the ground, but I would think that the views from the top made it worth the effort!
I really liked the rim lichen and the gold speck lichen also.
If the old fire warden’s cabin were in Michigan, it would be used as a place for teenagers to party until the authorities had it torn down to put an end to the partying, which is a shame. Must be kids are better behaved in New Hampshire.
Thanks Jerry! Yes, some climbs are tougher than others but it’s always worth it.
New Hampshire teenagers party just like everywhere else but I think carrying everything up that mountain might be a deterrent!
Just wondered when you mentioned bears sleeping… Have you encountered bears on your hikes?
No, luckily I haven’t but I’ve seen plenty of signs of them, and I’ve seen bears in my own back yard at dawn two or three times.
Beautiful view of Mt. Monadnock!
Thanks!
Love the cabin and watchtower at the summit. That looks like a hike you would enjoy in any season.
Thanks Judy. Yes, I’ve climbed up there in all seasons. It can be spectacular in the fall!
I felt like I was there with you – minus the cold air! Thank you. These are beautifully done.
Thanks very much, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
I imagine the warm weather we’ve been having made the snow heavy and slippery. If this weather continues long, mud season will have quite an early start! Love seeing the buds on the trees, a sure promise of warmer days.
I thought you had moved to Arizona Laura! No, this snow isn’t great for hiking but it’s melting fast now. There is already plenty of mud in places and some of the buds are swelling. The sap is also running, so spring is on its way!
We are definitely leaving this year. It all depends on how long it take for the house to sell when we put it on the market. I’ve just had A LOT going on here! Between getting the house ready for market and getting the RV ready to live in – not much time for anything else!
I can imagine! I hope things settle down soon.
Ironic that the first fire tower burned isn’t it?
Yes, very!
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Folks are always telling me about Pitcher Mountain, now I see why.
It’s worth the climb John. There are some great views up there!
Well done for all that climbing, the quote you used was most apt.
Thank you Susan!