The forecast was less than stellar, but our group of 7 met as planned, spotted a few cars at the Skookumchuck Trailhead, and then headed to the Cannon Mountain Tram Lot where we started out on the Greenleaf Trail. We used the same pole that I built for last year's event, which consists of lengths of alumimum pipe with sleeves and bolts at the joints, and once again Kris brought a 5'x8' flag, which is a great size for this purpose. With the wind whipping at the trailhead, we opted to leave 7 feet of the 28' pole behind, as we knew things would only be worse above treeline. We all grabbed a section of pole, and hit the trail, which starts near the bottom of the highway on-ramp across the parking lot.
The section of the Greenleaf Trail to the Greenleaf Hut was a new stretch for me, and it is definitely a lesser-traveled stretch of trail than the "highway" route involving the Old Bridle Path. The trail started off fairly flat, than climbed steadily though never all that steeply, up to Eagle Pass, which is a cool pass bordered by a rock slide on one side and a high, vertical ledge on the other. We only stopped here briefly, as it was chilly, and we still had a couple miles to go to the summit.
|A short break as we climbed up the trail|
|A slide on one side of Eagle Pass|
|Part of the crew, ready to leave the hut. So far, the summit is still in the clear.|
Continuing the steady climb, we arrived at the Greenleaf Hut, where we took a short break inside out of the wind (except for poor Ian who had to wait outside and try to find somewhere out of the wind, as he had brought Marlie along). For the time being, the summit of Lafayette was still out of the clouds, but as we began the windy climb up to the top, the cloud deck lowered and just as we reached the top, all the views went away.
|Truman (L) and Lincoln (R)|
|Moosilauke, the Kinsmans, and Cannon Mountain (L->R)|
|Greenleaf Hut in front of the cliffs of Cannon Mountain. I love how it doesn't seem like there is a >2000-foot notch between the two!|
|The last of the views for the day...|
With the wind howling, we set about assembling the pole (somewhat difficult when it is so cold!). We found a great slot between two ledges that the pole fit into beautifully, and with only one supporting rope, the pole was up, and set at 18.5 feet tall (minus the 3 feet or so that was in the rock). As we were preparing to lift the flag up the pole, a gentleman came by and asked if we would like a bugler. Not realizing he was serious, I joked that he could feel free to bugle with his lips. But he had a scout with him who had brought a bugle, so the scout played the bugle while we raised the flag, which was really awesome! We didn't so much raise the flag as let go of it, and it was at the top of the pole in about a second, flapping madly in the mid-30s mph winds and right at 12 as planned.
We secured things the best we could from there and hunkered in the old foundation on the summit, mostly out of the wind. The pole, while bouncing around a little, and flexing a little at the joints, held strong for the whole 2 hours, and the winds never even remotely died down. Neighboring peaks recorded 40-45mph winds with handheld wind devices, so we figure we saw roughly the same later on as well!
|We did get a couple very short glimpses between cloud layers right before taking the flag down.|
When the crew got back from Lincoln, it was almost 2, and so we got some group pictures taken, and then lowered the flag, which was rather tricky since we didn't rig a way to pull it down, and the wind sure wasn't about to let us! But with a little work, we got it down, then lowered the pole and packed everything up (leave no trace!). We opted to still descend via the Skookumchuck Trail despite the lack of any view potential, and actually ended up hiking in first a little frozen rain, and then a steady, though never heavy rain the whole way down.
Retrieving the cars, we moved our planned tailgate to underneath the highway overpass at the Lafayette Place parking lot, which worked out terrifically though it was rather cold! The food was great just like last year, but broke up a little faster thanks to the cold. I was planing to camp for the night, but being cold and still a tad wet, I drove into Lincoln and found a vacancy at a motel, where I had a terrific night's sleep before a fun hike the next day!
We had a great crew this year, and despite the cold, wind, and damp conditions, we all worked together and successfully flew a flag. This event is all about memorializing the victims of that day, and more than a few people shook our hands and thanked us. For more information on the Flags on the 48 event, visit the website at http://flagsonthe48.org (also on Facebook as "Flags on the 48").