This past summer the RMC had
a number of club-lead hiking trips, as it usually does. My family
and I were able to go on Keith Dempsters trip up Kearsarge
North in July. It was a nice day and we had not hiked that far
south for a while, so we all decided to go. The rendezvous was
at Randolph East, and the usual eclectic group of RMCers
showed up. The age range was from the teens to the seventies;
there were some locals, some summer folk and many different hiking
speeds present.
The
hike splintered into many small groups, and I found it interesting
to watch people get to know one another and enjoy each others
company. It was especially interesting to see a teenager and
an adult, who in normal social circumstances would just greet
each other and then move on to their respective circles, get
to know each other. There were many conversations going on, with
topics ranging from geography to politics to gardening to video
games. One could move back and forth and pick a topic. It was
like being at a conference.
In a few hours we reached the
summit and enjoyed a fine view and a good spot for lunch. After
climbing to the top of the fire tower and naming the surrounding
mountains, someone, in the normal RMC fashion, remarked that
they had never done the trail off the backside of Mt. Kearsarge.
A shuttle was arranged, the group was split, and some hikers
returned to the cars on the Hurricane Mountain Road. The rest
of the party continued down the Weeks Brook trail past Shingle
Pond and down to the Evans Notch Road.
The Weeks trail was nicely laid
out and had a very nice footpath, with lots of soft needles and
very little wear. It obviously was a trail that was not used
very often. This became more evident as we descended and had
to work our way around more and more blow downs. In some places
it was a real tangle and a few grunts and curses were heard from
some of the shorter-legged members of the group. By the time
we had made our way down, I was quite surprised at the condition
of the trail. It had been at least a month or more since the
last major wind storm, and although this was a Forest Service
trail, no one had cleared it. In fact, it might not have even
been cleared in a year. It has been a real challenge, due to
budget constraints, for the Forest Service to have a summer trail
crew this year. We all made it out, a little scratched, but happy
that we had explored the path less taken and seen
a lovely little pond and some trail that none of us had done
before. We were picked up and taken back to the cars where we
meet up with the rest of the hikers.
Hikes like these bring out one
aspect of what I enjoy about the RMC. I like the chance to meet
some people that I normally would not see, and also to share
experiences with them. We are quite flexible; if we want to change
what we are doing we can do it quickly, without a lot of fuss,
and be on our way. It also showed me how important our clubs
work is in maintaining the RMC trail system. By keeping our paths
open and in good repair, we are able to share the pleasures of
these mountains with other friends, members, and new folks from
near and far.
The trail crew did a wonderful
job once again this year maintaining and improving the clubs
trails, and our caretakers did a superb job up at the camps.
They both thoroughly enjoyed the new Stearns Lodge, whether hanging
out on the porch, cooking dinner, or doing something as simple
as washing clothes. A fall trail crew recently wrapped up some
excellent work on the upper reaches of Lowes Path, re-clearing
the Eyrie view near Lookout Ledge, patrolling blow downs on our
town paths used in winter, and cleaning RMCs drainages.
They too appreciated Stearns Lodge and, in their case, they especially
appreciated the fact that we were able to insulate it!
This year was also a time for
the club to say goodbye to three life members: Bill Bradley,
Jack Stewart and Barbara Wilson. Bill served on the board (as
did his wife Paula and two of his sons) and will be fondly remembered
for his many charade personae. Jack, a board member for many
years between the 1940s and 2000, managed trails for 15 years,
trips for another 15, and was the driving force (and principal
author) of at least four revisions of Randolph Paths. Barbara
Wilson died on October 12, 2007. A long-time board member and
an inveterate hiker, Barbara served for years as the "winter
representative" of the Club and "den mother" for
our winter caretakers. The RMC will miss them all.
In the last few years the club
has undergone a transition from our most senior generation to
our younger members. We have been left quite a legacy: a strong
membership, well maintained trails and facilities, and a tradition
of volunteering and getting the job done. I hope when a future
president looks back at my generation he or she will feel that
we have accomplished as much. Members come and go. We are fortunate
that new members keep stepping up to keep the RMC a strong and
vibrant entity that will celebrate its 100th birthday in 2010.