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April 8, 2021

Norvin Green State Forest, Otter Hole and Wyanokie Crest West

I love the people I meet on the trail some days. Normally if you were to cross paths with me on the trail, we would just smile at one another and exchange pleasantries and move on our merry way. I’m a pretty shy person, to be honest with you, and while I loooooooove talking trail with people I don’t typically generate conversation. It’s typical to ask other hikers questions about the trail, “Is the blue trail very far ahead?” or, “Watch out for the brook - it’s flooded!” but it’s rare to find a friend while on a solo day hike.

But I had the nicest time leapfrogging with three ladies (pictured above) on this particular day, that I actually made… a friend!

I met them in the parking lot. They pulled up at the same time I did and we chatted briefly in the lot. As we walked from the overflow lot at Otter Hole to the trail head, I was up ahead but I could hear them chatting behind me and got the feeling we were doing the same trail.

It was glorious outside: a sneak peek of summer with a cloudless sunny sky and comfortable temperatures in the high 60’s. Even though the trees were only budding, there was still plenty of shade in the forest and gentle breezes at the higher elevations. It felt magnificent to be outside on a day like that after being cooped up from a harsh winter during an isolating pandemic; I just wanted to talk to people and share my joy.

Two young ladies with three dogs were stepping out for a walk when I arrived at the trail head. They seemed really kind, too… and I talked to them! Ooooh. Aaaaah.

The three ladies zoomed up the trail ahead of me, and I didn’t want to wait to get my first photo of the trail head, so I just took it when I thought they were far enough ahead to still keep their identity private.

When I reached the point where the Wyanokie Crest trail turns to the left, I found the three ladies there, chatting it up and getting situated for the big climb ahead. I was headed in the opposite direction on the same loop, I learned. We cracked a few jokes and then I went on my way, really pleased that I would see them at some point during my hike.

Past my midway point, though, I got nervous. Look, people, I’m really slow on the trail. Not only is my pace slow but I stop to take pictures and videos and write things in my journal. I’m like, epically slow. But I’m totally fine with that. It’s my pace. I like to drink it all in and take my time. Because these ladies zoomed so far ahead of me, I thought they would meet me well before I got to my halfway point. I was sad because I thought maybe they took a detour and I missed them. But just 2/10th of a mile up the trail past the halfway point, I met up with them.

They were taking another break, and a young lady was with them. She was trying to choose her route and didn’t have a map. I let her take a picture of my map. We all talked trail for a bit. And then we all took our leave. But I really wanted to take their picture together. They were friends, you could tell, and they loved hiking. And while they were older than me, they were having just as much (if not more) fun than I was out there. They weren’t rushing to get to the end. They had a plan and they were enjoying it.

But I was too shy to ask them if I could take their picture. Curse you, shyness!

After I climbed up and then down Buck Mountain, I had mad respect for these ladies who conquered the steep ascent and continued to barrel up the trail. I was alone and had to singularly make decisions for myself whether or not I should skootch down the steep rock on part of the descent (I did. Twice.). It took me a long time to plan my route and pick my way down, using itsy bitsy switchbacks of my own making between the toaster sized rocks jutting up sporadically on and to the side of the trail. I thought it must have been much easier to get down. They went UP. I don’t quite know how they did it! I would have been stopping every step to catch my breath! I imagined their friendship and camaraderie helped propel them up those 260’ (under a half mile). And while trail pals are something that I lack, I’ve given it a lot of thought and I’m ok with that. I covet my alone time. It gives me an opportunity to think out whatever ails me. It’s given me a lot of self confidence.

But…. when I got back to Otter Hole, I just wanted to congratulate all four of us on our success climbing up/down Buck Mountain with high fives and cheers. My trail friends hadn’t reached the parking lot. They were adding a scenic loop to their route, which would prolong their hike. And for the first time in a long time I felt… lonely.

So I did something completely uncharacteristic of me. I left them….

A NOTE.

Yes, I left perfect strangers a note on their windshield. ME. I gave them my email address. I told them I had a picture of them.

And one of them replied.

 Norvin Green State Forest

Otter Hole and Wyanokie Crest West

Total Mileage:

5.03 miles

Total Elevation:

1,220 feet