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Bearpaw
2011-06-09, 18:37
Saturday, May 28, 2011

I hiked about half of the Sheltowee Trace in June 2007, mostly as a warmup for trips out west. The trail had been somewhat unforgiving, with the northernmost section wiped out with blowdowns from ice storms, many sections heavily overgrown, lots of road walk, and some pretty questionable navigation due to a dearth of decent maps. I got off the trail with a not-so-fond attitude toward Kentucky’s long trail.

This summer I wanted to give the trail another chance. I had heard much about the trail being better maintained, and a new guidebook and accurate topo maps of the southern half offered the hope of a better trip. So I made plans and promised myself that if the trail wasn’t noticeably improved, I was going to hike elsewhere. My trip lasted about 45 miles.

Around 2 PM, I stepped off at the Sheltowee’s southern terminus in Pickett Rustic State Park in Tennessee. Dewey added a touch of class to the only place in the entire park where the ST is actually noted.
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Now Pickett has a track record of horrible trail maintenance, so I was ready for blowdowns and brush. In two previous trips on the ST and John Muir Trail, the brush got worse and worse the closer one got to Big South Fork National River and Recreation Area. But I was pleasantly surprised to find good trail and rhododendron blossoms welcoming me to Pickett.
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The trail wandered under numerous massive rock houses and overhangs. It was cool underneath, and I was happy to avoid the heat and humidity. I ran into the only other hikers of my entire hike near an overlook.

Shortly after, I hit the first large section of blowdowns. In true Pickett fashion, they formed a wall that took great ingenuity and energy to work through. Over the next couple of miles, I would hit still more brush and blowdowns. Along the way, I tore my pants and Dewey Bear lost his hat and sunglasses. It was a pretty frustrating start, though one I predicted.

We stopped for a short break in the cool of a rockhouse, complete with waterfall.
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Then we pushed on, reaching the mambajahamba of blowdowns, which looked new, perhaps due to the series of intense tornadoes and storms from the first of May.
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The afternoon heat was dissipating as we worked our way through the last bits of brush and the couple of stream crossings into Big South Fork.

As expected, the quality of trail immediately improved.
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Dewey Bear happily flipped the paw at Pickett, and we pushed on another couple of miles. I was exhausted, both from bushwhacking and the heat. I managed a camp next to Rock Creek.
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Within half an hour, my hammock was up, I was bathed in the creek, and kicking back in luxury. The healing power of my hammock was evident. Before my spirits were leaning toward miserable. Now I was swaying on the happy side of misery, lyrics in my head declaring “life is good today”.

Dewey Bear stretched out on my new down pillow in his “teddy hammock”.
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I read for a while and drifted off to sleep.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

I slept later than I had intended. I didn’t actually get moving until nearly 9 AM. I only had 12 miles planned for the day, but I would have to get creative to camp near the gravel road up on Laurel Ridge. I new it was pretty brushy in places and I would be challenged to find water any where near the only water source in that area. Now the late start meant I would have to hike in the hottest part of the day on the open road as well.

At least the trail would be mostly level and I figured I would make good time. It wasn’t meant to be. The trail was incredibly muddy. In some places I could skirt the edge. In other places, the mud was only maybe a quarter inch on top of rock. This turned out to be even worse, as it felt like I was sliding on greased sidewalk. I fell 3 or 4 times during the morning. The trail was taking its toll on me.

Dewey and I were glad to take a mid-morning break near a small stream, where Dewey examined the remains of a crusty crustacean.
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The trail became brushier and rougher as we continued on.
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Around this time, I began to doubt whether I wanted to spend most of my June hiking the whole trail. Big South Fork had been among the nicest parts of the trail I walked 4 years earlier, and it was in noticeably worse shape than it had been on my first walk.

In order to avoid hiking the open road in the now steamy heat, I hung my hammock during lunch and relaxed for about a 2 ½ hour siesta.
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Around 3:45 I pushed on up the trail. I decided I wasn’t going to thru-hike. I would alter my time table as well, shortening my daily mileage so I wouldn’t need to hike in the worst of the afternoon heat, which was nearly record setting for this time of year in southern Kentucky. Almost immediately, I began to enjoy the hike more, noticing the remarkable formations around me.
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When I reached Mark Branch Falls, nearly 4 miles short of my goal for the day, I knew I had found my camp for the evening.
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I found a couple of trees, about 17 feet apart, and they made for an excellent hang.
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Dewey rested on the wooden steps nearby, enjoying the falls as I hung the hammock.
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Personally, I was pretty fond of the view from my hammock.
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I cleaned up in the splash pool, and cooked dinner. The evening drifted away as I read and listened to the sound of the falls.

Monday, May 30, 2011

I was moving by about 8:15 hoping to finish the road walk before the worst of the heat beat me down. The climb up to Laurel Ridge Road was fairly mellow. Once I reached the road, I headed to the privy at the Peters Mountain Trailhead. A camper’s dog barked at me, but otherwise I was able to enjoy a sitdown grumpus.

Then I headed up the 4 ½ mile road walk.
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I got a phone signal and I contacted my wife, telling her to meet me in Whitley City on Wednesday instead of Cumberland Falls State Park on Thursday as we had originally planned. My days were getting shorter, and my pleasure in walking was getting longer. The road walk was reasonably comfortable with shade from trees in the morning light. I stopped for an early lunch break near the stream where I had planned to camp the night prior. I could have managed a hang maybe 50 yards up the ridge and out of sight, but I was glad I stopped at the falls. Along the entire road walk, I did not encounter a single vehicle or person.

Pushing on, I turned off the road and headed along the brushy ridge for another couple of miles. Then I headed downhill to a small creek. The heat had picked up and I was overjoyed to find a beautiful little campsite just as I crossed the creek. It was only 1:30 and I would normally have put in at least another 4-5 miles to the next water source, but I was in no mood with a heat index around 100.

I settled in and made myself a fine camp for the evening.
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After washing up and relaxing, I settled in to read to Dewey. I enjoyed that camp immensely.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

I was off and moving by 8 AM this day, and pushing on solidly. A number of orange salamanders greeted me as I climbed up to the next ridge.
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The ridge passed by quickly and I joined the paved Beech Grove Road for a quarter mile. Then I turned off to an old forest road, now used mostly by ATV’s, as evidenced by the massive quagmires along the way. As I headed downhill, the air seemed to cool a bit, until I crossed a small creek near a cave mouth. Dewey and I stopped here for a luxuriously cool break.
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Then I pushed on. The trail became rougher as I approached the Rock Creek/Big South Fork junction.
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Mud and brush combined to form a navigation challenge, though it was made easier by occasional turtle blazes.
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Then I reached the final Rock Creek crossing, this time a ford that required wet boots. My feet were already slogging wet from mud, so I simply waded in and crossed.
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On the other side I was met with still more heavy brush. Perhaps 300 yards of bushwhacking later, I came to the K & T Railroad bridge over the Big South Fork.
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I had finally met the big river. I also met a steep graveled path up to the paved road that paralleled the outrageously overgrown trail. I took it gladly and walked the ¾'s of a mile to where the ST came out next to Yamacraw Bridge.
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The bridge offered very little shoulder, but I had to cross it, stepping up onto the little step to get out of the way of oncoming traffic. One asshat made no effort at all to move over and honked the horn as he drove past. Others were more courteous and gave me a bit of room. Once I reached the other side, I quickly heading down and rejoined the trail, now running alongside the Big South Fork.

The trail was smooth and relatively fast. Of course once I got into a groove, I would encounter a string of blowdowns. Dewey, who is usually a good motivator for me, snapped. “Why is it that this trail can’t ever be easy for more than a quarter mile at a time?!” he shouted. I promised we were getting close to our camp for the day and we moved on. Sure enough, after a mere 3 miles, we crossed the double bridge over Negro Creek and a beautiful swimming hole I would use after camp was set up.
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Perhaps 100 yards later, Dewey and I settled into a decent wide shelf above the Big South Fork. As I set up camp, Dewey watched a couple of canoes float by.
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With patchy clouds in the sky, I set up my new digital camo tarp. Dewey joked about my not being able to see him as he kicked back.
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It was perhaps 2:45 and I was done for yet another day. Most evenings, I rested in the hammock with no underquilt until it was time to go to sleep. On this warm evening, I slept with no underquilt the entire night. It felt great.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

I was up and ready to go early on. The Big South Fork was socked in with a bit of fog. I could have followed the Sheltowee Trace for another 10 miles to US-27. Then I would have to hitch-hike 5 miles to Whitley City.

Or I could hike up the Negro Creek Trail a couple of miles to KY-700 and walk it about 3 miles directly into Whitley City. I chose the second option.

Dewey was his usual drowsy self first thing in the morning while I packed up.
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I stepped off about 7:45 and headed uphill. The trail criss-crossed ATV trails in several places and it became difficult to tell which was which. But they all led in the same general direction, and I continued on. One of a number of turtles on the hike greeted us as we crested the ridgeline.
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At a powerline break, we looked back to the west, fog still visible in a line above the Big South Fork.
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Shortly after, I reached KY-700 and I began the walk into Whitley City. The road offered a quiet walk for the first couple of miles, then I entered a residential area, complete with the occasional barking dog or passing car. I stopped at a country store for a sausage biscuit and perhaps the best tasting Coke of my entire life. A quarter mile later brought me to US-27 on the northern edge of town.

I walked another half mile to the Executive South Fork Inn. The lot was deserted at 10:30 AM. I hoped I could get into a room early. The young lady behind the counter graciously booked me into a huge room with great AC and an awesome shower. Dewey Bear kicked back and watched Cartoon Network while I cleaned up.
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An hour later, my wife arrived and I felt like my hike, while no longer a thru-hike was a great success.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

The day offered possibilities for seeing more highlights of the Sheltowee Trace without all the brush, and bugs, and less heat. My wife and I drove down to the Yahoo Day Use Area and wandered down to see Yahoo Falls. It was flowing nicely.
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My wife, 7 months pregnant, decided she was not in the mood to hike down to the bottom of the falls. She began to walk back to the car, while daredevil Dewey sneaked a closer pick at the top of the falls.
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From there, we headed another 20 miles up the trail to Cumberland Falls State Park. The ST wanders right past it. My wife and I, as well as Dewey’s buddies, enjoyed the falls greatly.
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I already had plans for more hikes this summer, with less mud and brush, and cooler temperatures at higher elevations. My hike had turned out pleasant due to shorter miles and adjusted expectations. Now I was ready for new scenes in the mountains.

JERMM
2011-06-09, 18:58
great report and pics

bet Dewey was pissed when he lost his hat and sunglasses

Bearpaw
2011-06-09, 19:13
great report and pics

bet Dewey was pissed when he lost his hat and sunglasses

Dewey was pissed with most of that trail. It has some really gorgeous highlights, but the connectors are pretty sketchy. He's glad we're doing an AT section in the next few days.

Sierra Echo
2011-06-09, 19:36
Where you able to retrieve deweys hat and sunglasses???
Awesome pictures, looks like that was a nice trail despite the blowdowns.
Now tell me, what is up with the exhibitionist bear in the last picture? LOL

Bearpaw
2011-06-09, 20:06
Where you able to retrieve deweys hat and sunglasses???
Awesome pictures, looks like that was a nice trail despite the blowdowns.
Now tell me, what is up with the exhibitionist bear in the last picture? LOL

Nope, we never saw his sunglasses or hat despite going back a few hundred yards through brush.

Wallace is a different breed of teddy, a "goosher" bear. He actually likes being used as an armrest or hugged up super tight, being gooshed. It's not so easy finding clothes long enough for his extra long paws. And he just likes showing his ass.

Jeff
2011-06-09, 21:58
Thanks for the detail and photos. I have hiked BSF extensively and you brought back lots of great and not so great memories. How were the ticks? They always seemed to be pretty intense in that part of KY.

Nearly Normal
2011-06-09, 22:24
Good stuff.
What color was the box turtles eyes?

Bearpaw
2011-06-09, 22:32
Thanks for the detail and photos. I have hiked BSF extensively and you brought back lots of great and not so great memories. How were the ticks? They always seemed to be pretty intense in that part of KY.

I saw one tick, but I wore long pants treated with permethrine to keep them at bay. They weren't too much of a problem. I needed to spray on picaridin pretty regularly though to keep away the mosquitoes from my head and arms. Picaridin doesn't work quite so well as DEET, but it doesn't melt plastic and nylon either.


Good stuff.
What color was the box turtles eyes?

Brown as nearly as I can tell. Dewey loves turtles. I got more pictures of others.

On Day 2.
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And Day 4.
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Lots of differences, but all Tennessee box turtles, even though they were in Kentucky.

Nearly Normal
2011-06-09, 22:40
Males eyes are red....I think.

Two Speed
2011-06-09, 22:48
Great report as always, BP.

Sierra Echo
2011-06-09, 22:52
Males eyes are red....I think.

This is correct!!!

Nearly Normal
2011-06-09, 22:56
Where the hell is Buford Ga?

Skidsteer
2011-06-09, 23:02
Where the hell is Buford Ga?

North side of Atlanta.

Possibly the worst traffic in the Southeast.

Sierra Echo
2011-06-09, 23:03
Where the hell is Buford Ga?

About 40 miles north of Atlanta.

Two Speed
2011-06-09, 23:43
North side of Atlanta.

Possibly the worst traffic in the Southeast.Only on weekdays and weekends. Other than that it's a piece of cake. :bandit:

Sierra Echo
2011-06-09, 23:48
It aint that bad! Of course I could just be use to it.

Nearly Normal
2011-06-09, 23:59
Nice little town till it grew up. Growing up bites sometimes.

Two Speed
2011-06-09, 23:59
Traffic is the fly in the ointment if you ask me.

Other than that Atlanta has it all; museums, beaches within 6 hours, the Silver Comet, hellzapopping blue grass, blues and jazz most every night, canoeing and hiking with 2 hours, name your cuisine and you can find it, just good luck getting there if some poor slob has done something stupid and screwed traffic up.

Nearly Normal
2011-06-10, 00:08
sweet........................................

Two Speed
2011-06-10, 09:30
Ain't that the ever lovin' truth.

Forgot major league sports and major transportation hubs for getting in and out of town.

Still, the traffic blows chunks.

Now, back to the OP: BP, you suck. Dewey's OK, but you suck major.

vonfrick
2011-06-10, 11:33
nice pics bearpaw

Hooch
2011-06-10, 12:27
. . . .we're doing an AT section in the next few days.Where is you uns hikin'?

Spogatz
2011-06-10, 15:38
The Mall of Georgia is in Buford Ga. It is the largest mall in the state. Lots of shopping and traffic and even an REI close by.

Bearpaw
2011-06-10, 15:54
Where is you uns hikin'?

Roan Mountain area and heading north.

Skidsteer
2011-06-10, 18:53
Only on weekdays and weekends. Other than that it's a piece of cake. :bandit:


It aint that bad! Of course I could just be use to it.

Took me an hour to move from exit #111 to the I-985 split today(maybe three milles).

Gwinnett County can kiss my ass.

Sierra Echo
2011-06-10, 19:13
The Mall of Georgia is in Buford Ga. It is the largest mall in the state. Lots of shopping and traffic and even an REI close by.

Its actually the largest mall in the Southeast.

Sierra Echo
2011-06-10, 19:14
Took me an hour to move from exit #111 to the I-985 split today(maybe three milles).

Gwinnett County can kiss my ass.

It took me forever to get home from PT. The radio said a truck full of animals turned over and there were animals grazing on the side of the expressway!

JERMM
2011-06-10, 19:34
Took me an hour to move from exit #111 to the I-985 split today(maybe three milles).

Gwinnett County can kiss my ass.

:bootyshak

Hooch
2011-06-10, 19:40
Roan Mountain area and heading north.We're headed that way next weekend. :beer:

Skidsteer
2011-06-10, 19:50
It took me forever to get home from PT. The radio said a truck full of animals turned over and there were animals grazing on the side of the expressway!

Crazy as it sounds, this is not the only time livestock have caused a traffic jam in the Atlanta area and I've been stuck in two of them.

Animals dig me.

Sierra Echo
2011-06-10, 20:07
Crazy as it sounds, this is not the only time livestock have caused a traffic jam in the Atlanta area and I've been stuck in two of them.

Animals dig me.

It must be that animal magnatism of yours!

Spogatz
2011-06-10, 20:12
Don't have a cow man.....

Hooch
2011-06-10, 20:20
Crazy as it sounds, this is not the only time livestock have caused a traffic jam in the Atlanta area and I've been stuck in two of them.They were probably caused by alpacas looking for their fur. :ahhhhh::aetsch:

sheepdog
2011-06-10, 20:54
They were probably caused by alpacas looking for their fur. :ahhhhh::aetsch:

hahahahahahahahahaha

Russell
2011-06-10, 22:32
They were probably caused by alpacas looking for their fur. :ahhhhh::aetsch:

:beer::beer: