Mileage: 3.9 miles (RT)
17.3 mi. - Kennebago River
17.7 mi. - R onto Wiggle Brook Rd.
18.9 mi. - bear R (Sol Brk. Rd. goes L)
20.5 mi. - Wiggle Brook Rd. turns sharply to the R
21.0 mi. - L turn at the "Triangle T-stop"
24.7 mi. - road goes L; sign on a tree, road marker "22" (we didn't see this sign but the road is obvious); turn left to drive .4 further and park.
|Parking on Road #22.|
|Once parked, head down this road|
|Left at this cairn on a big rock.|
|Heading up that first left turn.|
Here's where the rest of Damselfly's description differed as logging operations had changed the landscape.
|The big rectangle. Look to your right.|
|Arrow shows far right corner, go here.|
The well-established herd path is located up a small hill, accessed by entering an old clearing beginning at the far right corner of this rectangular lot.
|Close-up far right corner of the rectangle (walk through this debris/logging slash).|
To meet the herd path, walk over the debris/slash for about 50 feet and you should see a cairn and an arrow.
|Arrow after the slash.|
Head left and up the small hill through ferns and slash toward the trees.
|Go up toward the trees.|
There will be several cairns higher up in this clearing to point the way to the path (which goes into the trees).
|Cairns leading the way to the path.|
On the ridge parts of the path may be hidden by large ferns.
|Keeping on the path in the ferns is tricky- area just below the canister.|
The six-pack refers to six New England Hundred Highest peaks clustered together just south of the Canadian border: Boundary Peak, Snow Chain of Ponds, Cupsuptic Snow, East Kennebago, North Kennebago Divide and White Cap.
Cupsuptic Snow seemed the most labor intensive of the peaks so we put that one first, with plans to summit East Kennebago later in the day.
We used my friend Beth's (Damselfly's) directions -see above.
Logging operations had changed the landscape and we could no longer follow Beth's directions. Left to our own devices we bushwhacked up through old, messy clear cut corridors and finally intercepted the herd path on the ridge.
The corridors we took up were worse than bushwhacking through the woods as logging debris littered the ground, from bristly branches to angled, jutting dead trees. My GPS showed we were parallel to Beth's route, close to it as we ascended.
We popped out on the right side of the rectangle clearing in that messy old cut that obliterated the herd path, and quickly set up cairns and arrows to show the way for the next guy (mindful of the time, we had one more hike to do).
One hike down, two to go.