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Congaree National Park

December 30-31, 2024.

Cypress swamp

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Introduction

Congaree National Park protects old growth bottomland forest in South Carolina. Before arriving here, I knew next to nothing about the park, about South Carolina and about the flora and fauna here. Since it’s the only National Park in this small state, I felt like it would be a priority to stop there. Unfortunately for us, there is no car camping in the park so we had to find a private campground nearby. If you’re a tent camper, no problem, but you do have to reserve a site in advance.

Welcome to Congaree

Upon arriving at the park, we pulled off near the entrance sign. No, I am not the type of person who takes a picture at all the signs. It just so happened that the highpoint of the park is located a few yards from the entrance. After tagging that flat patch of ground, we continued to the Visitor Center.

Inside, we watched two videos: the park information video and a safety orientation. The park video highlighted the park’s exceptional biodiversity and conditions that support a large number of “champion trees.” A remarkable 25 trees in the park are the tallest of their kind in the country. Coming from the west coast, I never really thought about the southeastern United States as being a hotspot for big trees, so I was excited to learn more.

Congaree is a dynamic landscape that is shaped by regular floods and fires. At this time of year, the waters were relatively low and the boardwalk and trails were mostly clear. It was cool to watch the seasonal changes on the video and see just how this park transforms each year. It’s a place that is worth visiting several times to really get a sense of what makes it special.

The safety video, which was rather entertaining, followed two gals as they went on a hike through the park. One was fully prepared for her hike and one was cartoonishly unprepared and good at making poor decisions. We were reminded of things like researching the route ahead of time, packing food and water, staying on trail, being mindful of daylight hours and dressing appropriately. I can only imagine the kind of nonsense the park rangers have to deal with on a regular basis, so I bet they had a good time putting this short film together.

With safety and preparation top of mind, we asked the ranger for some hike recommendations and to get updates on current trail conditions. Armed with a map and some information, we made a plan for the day.

Hiking

Since part of the boardwalk had been damaged by the last hurricane, we couldn’t do the full loop. Instead I linked up a 7.8 mile figure-eight loop that combined some boardwalk hiking with a jaunt through the “wilderness” designated area. Since some of the trails were marked as muddy, we decided to wear our Bedrock sandals.

Fungus

Despite the winter browns, the park was beautiful. At this point in the trip, we learned how to recognize and appreciate a cypress swamp. We’d visited several, starting with the northernmost cypress swamp in the US, located at Trap Pond State Park in Delaware! Though we’d seen this kind of habitat before, that made it no less exciting. I liked how the shadows fell across the yellow-ochre water. Palmettos grew beneath the towering canopy, a contrast that my brain still wouldn’t process.

Lots of birds took shelter among the alien looking plants. We used Merlin to help us identify them by sight and sound. By the end of the day, we’d collect 18 species! We saw one of my favorites, an anhinga, stretching out its wings in the sun on the edge of a pond. Ruby-crowned kinglets seemed to follow us as we traversed the boardwalk, hopping curiously from branch to branch. Eastern phoebes stood, silhouetted in the sun as they perched on cypress knees. It was densely packed with life.

Anhinga

We hopped off the boardwalk and walked past the menacing “entering wilderness” sign from the safety video. From this point on, we saw very few people on the trail. We happily walked among the giant trees, stopping to look up and appreciate their size every now and again. Mushrooms, vines and shrubs competed for our attention, too.

Though the sun was out all day, the trees blocked much of the light. When we stopped moving, it was easy to get cold. We found a bridge that was exposed to the sunlight and sat there on our lunch break. Later, we took one more break so I could paint. I carefully positioned myself in the sun. As the shadows greeted me, I hastily wrapped it up.

Surprise! A turtle!

The next morning, I did a quick walk up the Kingsnake Trail before our kayaking trip. In just an hour, I hiked 2 miles, observed 13 species of birds and completed a sketch of the vine/tree/shrub jungle. I wished I had more time to keep exploring. The sandals came in handy again because there were some muddy and wet spots on the trail. I could only imagine what this place looks like when it’s flooded! But the highlight of this adventure was hearing two barred owls having a loud conversation with each other: “Who cooks for you? Who cooks for youuuu allllll? WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO?”

Kayaking

It seemed like the best way to see the park from the water, so we booked a kayak tour with a guide service for our second day in the park. One other family was on our trip. Everyone had their own kayaks and after a quick briefing, we were in the water.

Kayaking at Congaree

We drifted down the river, floating between the cypress trees. It felt much the same as hiking down a trail, except now we were stuck with this family and a guide who was relatively new to the area. I cannot say I had an amazing time. I think later in the year, when things are greening up and there is more wildlife to see, the kayaks might be a great idea. But we saw way more creatures when we were hiking quietly than we did with some loud and bored kids trying to entertain themselves on an old person paddling trip. And I didn’t need a guide to tell me what I was looking at.

If I were able to return to Congaree, I’d choose a different time of year just to see what it’s like. Spring would likely be better for plants, wildflowers and birds. The only advantage of visiting in winter is probably fewer people and definitely fewer bugs! It would be fun to do a backpacking trip and be able to spend some time out in the wilderness among the big trees.

Stone Mountain State Park

December 19, 2024.

8.9 miles | 1665′ ele. gain | 5:15 hr. | Stone Mt Loop Tr > Wolf Rock Tr > Cedar Rock Tr back to loop

Lone tree on the rock

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After looking at the photos of this massive granite dome online, I was determined to visit Stone Mountain State Park while we were in North Carolina. I reserved a spot in the non-electric campground online and we rolled in just before dusk, the only people staying there for the night.

In the morning we began our hike right from the campsite. The skies were overcast and it felt cool outside, perfect for hiking. Soon, we reached the Upper Trailhead parking lot and began the ascent up Stone Mountain. The scenic trail took us across undulating bedrock with beautiful views across the valley. As I looked ahead at the Stone Mountain massif, I noticed the colorful stripes running down the rock looked remarkably like a UPC code. I imagined a gigantic grocery store scanner sending a laser across the rock face. My mind does wander when I’m on a hike.

Views of Stone Mountain

In no time at all, we reached the summit sign at 2,305′. Not the highest mountain on the East coast, but not too bad. We scrambled around a bit on the exposed rock. There was so much to see. The views were great, of course, but my eyes were also drawn to the eroded pockets on the rock surface, the hardy plants clinging to life, the subtle patterns of color and texture along the ground. We explored on our own for a few minutes before returning to the trail.

We followed the bright orange blazes and hand rails drilled into the steep rock. The railings were especially handy near the wet sections of rock. Fear filled the faces of some folks who were on the way up. It’s not a hike for the faint of heart!

Rock slab hiking

I couldn’t believe how enjoyable an interesting this trail was! Fear to one is excitement to another and I was firmly on the side of excitement. We happily rambled along the bedrock until the trail put us back in the woods. We hiked down towards the other trailhead, then picked up the Wolf Rock Trail and began hiking back uphill. The true summit of Wolf Rock is slightly off trail, so we found a spot nearby that provided easy-ish bushwhacking to the top and a nice spot for a Aaron to sit and wait for me. He does not always want to follow along on the more obscure and inane summit adventures. Besides, it was only about a 10 minute detour to reach a non-descript bump in the trees.

You know it’s a summit because of the smile on my face

After that quick jaunt, we continued along to find a nice viewpoint of Stone Mountain on the northeast face of Wolf Rock. We found a lovely place to sit where I could paint this beautiful mountain. I raced the sun to finish my two-page spread. Once the shadow creeped across our sitting rock, my hands began to get cold and I called it good enough. It was time to go.

The things that look easiest to paint are often the hardest to paint

We returned to the Stone Mountain Loop, taking a brief detour to visit the Hutchinson Homestead. There we met a couple other hikers who shared how much they love coming to this park during its various seasons. It does seem like the kind of place that would offer a dramatically unique experience at different times of year.

The remainder of the hike traveled through a beautiful forest filled with birdsong: eastern bluebird, Carolina wren, brown-headed nuthatch and more. And there was still one more point of interest before heading back to camp: Stone Mountain Falls.

We took a trail to the bottom of the falls and sat there for a few moments, enjoying the sight and the sound of the gently cascading water. Then we climbed the steep stairway to the top of the falls. There were fences and signs everywhere warning people to steer clear of the edges. This place must be a circus in the summer! But on this day, there were just a few people milling about, enjoying the views from the trail.

Stone Mountain Falls

Stone Mountain State Park provides an easy way to view a pretty spectacular mountain from the bottom, the top or an adjacent hillside. I would love to see this place covered in spring wildflowers or full of autumn leaves. But it is still absolutely worth a visit off peak season, as long as you dress for the weather!

Thunder Mountain

September 10, 2024.

7.25 mi. | 3180′ ele. gain | 8 hr.

Here we go

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We woke up to blue skies and the nicest weather we’d seen in a while. It appeared to be stable, so I said, “we’ve got to climb a mountain today.” We chose Thunder Mountain since it was one of the shorter options and it promised views of the Mendenhall Glacier.

After running a few errands, we finally hit the trail at about 11 am. We chose the trailhead located in a neighborhood near Glacier Valley Middle School because it appeared to be the less muddy option. If that’s really the case, I can’t imagine what the other side is like!

The trail was flat for a good minute, then it headed relentlessly uphill over lots of roots and mud. There were several sections where informal trails evolved in response to hillside collapses and mud trenches. This was not an easy hike.

Up and up and up

However, the forest was quite beautiful. It was so nice to see clear, blue skies through the trees. And the forest floor was covered with berries. Most of the edible treats were huckleberries, but there were also creeping raspberry plants and even a few salmonberry bushes. Of all the edible berries in Alaska, I think their tiny, delicate raspberries are my favorite. I stopped to snack on them whenever I saw one of those wonderfully ruby red gems.

After the grueling forest mud slog, we emerged from the gloom onto delightful alpine meadows. The ground was dotted with blooming gentian and edge-of-fall foliage. We looked out on views in all directions to adjacent ridges, glaciated peaks and sparkling blue arms of the sea. If it wasn’t for the damn helicopters whizzing over the ridge every few minutes, it would have been an absolutely perfect experience.

Ravens on top

We hiked to the highpoint, which was guarded by two ravens. There, we ate our lunches. We could see the Mendenhall Glacier forming an S-shaped curve between a couple big peaks (I can’t keep track of which is which). We even saw a handful of mountain goats relaxing in the far meadow.

From that perch, we still couldn’t see the foot of the glacier and I thought we could get a better view. I wanted to follow the ridge down to the far knoll beyond the goats. Aaron reluctantly agreed to come with me.

The next section turned out to be the highlight of the hike, if not one of the highlights of our time in Juneau. We passed by fluffy marmots, curious ravens and skittish mountain goats. The walk across rolling hills covered in tough alpine vegetation led to the view I’d been dreaming about. I sat and painted the scene while Aaron nestled into the soft leaves for a mountain top nap.

Watercolor of Mendenhall glacier

As I packed up my painting, I realized that I’d been sitting on a mat of blueberries. I tore apart my backpack looking for an empty container and, seeing that I didn’t pack one, dumped out my water bottle. We started picking and didn’t stop until we’d filled up that half liter container (plus our bellies). I guess we’d been too distracted by the glacier on the hike in to notice that we were walking on a gigantic blueberry patch!

Blueberry fields forever

The hike down was even harder than the hike up on our tired legs. It took a lot of slow step downs and audible grumbling to make it back to the van. Aaron threatened to remove this hike from his Alaska top 5 list because of how awful the return walk was! By the time we finished, it was nearly 7 pm! And we still had some shopping to do before arriving at our cabin rental.

These are the times that we’re grateful for long Alaskan days, although they are rapidly getting shorter now. I wouldn’t change a thing about what we did today, and if you asked me to go up again I’d be there in a second.

One last look.