I made good time driving up
from Massachusetts. After
parking at the hiker's lot on Rt 302 near Zealand Rd,
I managed to start out on my hike by 7:15 AM. It was only about 8
degrees F when I got out of the car, but I knew it was going to warm up
considerably as the day wore on.
My plans were to follow Zealand Rd to the
Hale Brook Trail, climb Mt Hale, and then, if both the snow conditions
and my energy level were satisfactory, to descend via the Lend-a-Hand
Trail to Zealand Falls Hut, and then return on the Zealand Trail and
Zealand Rd.
The first part of the hike down Zealand Rd was
on a mixture of bare asphalt and patchy snow. Just after I walked around
the locked gate by the Zealand Campground, an empty
logging truck turned the corner from Rt 302 and stopped. The driver got
out, unlocked the gate, drove through it, got out and relocked the gate,
and then drove by me. I had to get completely off the road to keep out
of his way.
After the stench of truck exhaust dissipated,
it was rather pleasant walking down the road, which after an initial
hill, was pretty flat. About a mile into the woods, I reached a second
locked gate where the main road crossed a bridge over the Zealand River.
The logging truck route veered off to the left at this point, and the
rest of Zealand Rd was covered with hard packed snow.
About another half-mile further, I met a
cross-country skier going the other way. He was toting a harnessed sled
behind him with all his equipment on it. I'm not sure where he said he
had been.
When I reached the Hale Brook Trailhead, I
stopped to put on my snowshoes and left the nicely-packed road behind. A
short distance beyond the trailhead, the trail crossed a small brook
over a snow-covered footbridge, and then wound its way slowly uphill
through a mostly-open birch forest. As is usual on winter trails, a
narrow "balance beam" of snow was packed hard by snowshoers, while
everything off to the sides was posthole territory.
All went well until I came to the section of
the trail that traversed the steep side of the Hale Brook ravine. I had
to slow down considerably and pick my steps carefully as the footing was
rather precarious and the packed footway tended to angle downhill. I
didn't want to end up at the bottom of the ravine. At the end of this
section, the ravine petered out and the trail crossed to the other side,
with some limited views east to Mt Washington through the trees. |