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A weekend on Forney Creek - 10-1-11

Three friends and myself had reservations to stay at popular campsite #71 in the Lakeshore area of the Smokies this weekend.  We were all looking forward to a fall backpack at a large and beautiful campsite.  We got everything we expected, plus something we didn’t - SNOW!

We started our hike Saturday morning by carpooling from the Road to Nowhere tunnel up to Clingman’s Dome where we’d hike downhill for nearly 10 miles to campsite 71. David and I originally planned to take the AT and Jonas Creek Trail down to the site, but our later meeting time would have us pushing against daylight and we didn’t want to rush to camp.  We all four hiked in together down Forney Creek Trail to camp instead.  

As we drove up from Bryson City, we watched the temperature drop from 49 degrees at the tunnel to 30 degrees at Clingman’s Dome.  Halfway up the 7-mile road to the trailhead, we noticed the trees all were looking very strange… we quickly discovered it was indeed snow!  Our first snow of the year and it was barely fall!  When we got out of the car at Clingman’s our bodies were not happy! We all quickly added layer upon layer of clothing and I put some extra socks on my hands as I hadn’t brought gloves.  It was amusing, however, when we’d see tourists hop out of their cars in shorts, T shirts, and flip flops!  They didn’t stay in the parking lot too long as you can imagine!  We took some photos in the snow and headed off for the Forney Ridge Trailhead and headed down the hill. 

On Forney Ridge Trail, we saw several maintenance workers installing stone stairs on the trail and greeted them. These were the only people we’d see for nearly 9 miles.  We reached the junction of Forney Ridge and Forney Creek fairly quickly, in less than 45 minutes, and began a descent down Forney Creek Trail.  You could tell that most people that travel Forney Ridge Trail were only going to Andrew’s (Anders) Bald, as Forney Creek was in a lot different shape than Forney Ridge to this point.  Until now, the trail was well-graded, wide, and free of debris with stairs and raised portions of trail due to erosion and mud.  Now, the trail was narrow, rocky, and steep with many slick spots.  We continued downward, going around several switchbacks, and on our way down the hill.  There was a lot of evidence of the heavy logging this area experienced in the pre-park days.  There were remnants of rail and spikes everywhere, as well as some erosion into the rocks in the form of straight lines so you could actually see where the railroad was laid out up the hill.  

We continued down to mile 2 on this trail to come to the upper portion of campsite 68, which was currently closed due to aggressive bear activity.  This site was absolutely stunning and had some evidence of a logging camp in the forms of cables laying about.  Also, this site is where you’ll find Rock Slab Falls, which looks like a giant waterslide made of rocks, which goes about 50 feet down the mountain and ends in a somewhat deep pool of water.  Located approximately 0.4 miles down the trail from here is the lower part of campsite 68 which lies on Steeltrap Creek.  From here, we went across the creek and down through a few gullies where there were some stone walls used to keep the trail in place along the hill. We went down several switchbacks and through some rhododendron thickets that were deeply gulched into the hillside before we came to a larger and more difficult creek crossing near mile 6 and just before campsite 69.  This campsite had lots of metal remnants left behind, parts of what used to be a stove and railroad pieces. The site was very large and completely empty.  Shortly after the site was another difficult crossing that required a little planning as we didn’t want wet feet in the near-freezing temperatures. 

After two more difficult crossings, we came to the junction of Jonas Creek and Forney Creek trails and campsite 70.  We were jealous that there was a great-looking foot log going up to Jonas Creek as we didn’t have that on our trail!  Here we ran into not one, but two groups of hikers, totaling 6 people. They all decided to head up to campsite 69 and were very friendly.  From here, we only had 1.2 miles to go to get to our campsite for the night.  About 0.5 miles before the campsite, the trail climbed away from the creek (finally some uphill!) and we were very grateful for our bodies to get a break from the constant downhill.  We came to campsite 71 pretty quickly and settled in for a pretty quiet night with an amazing campfire. 

Campsite 71 is a large, beautiful site that used to be home to a post office (Bushnell, NC in the pre-park days), a CCC camp during the depression, and finally a ranger station before being turned into a back country site.  The site boasts a 2-story chimney on the site of the old building, as well as some chestnut stumps and some hemlock trees.  The trail here looks like a road, as it was driven on for many years before the days of the park. 

Day 2 would be a short day of close to 6 miles back to the cars at Lakeview Drive (Fontana Road).  We started by leaving camp at 9:15 a.m. and crossed a few branches and downhill to reach Forney Creek again.  We followed the old roadbed out of Bushnell and up to Whiteoak Branch Trail.  From here, we’d have a little bit more undulation in the trail and it was so nice get in some uphill walking for a change, considering Saturday most mostly downhill.  We quickly traveled the 1.8 miles to Lakeshore Trail and had a bigger climb up to saddle ridge in the trail.  We had hiked this part of the trail a few times and knew it was our last climb and that we’d be back to the cars in no time flat at that point.  We passed an old homesite and the Goldmine Loop Trail (where there never was gold or a goldmine) and passed the Tunnel Bypass Trail and made it to the tunnel at the Road to Nowhere by 11:00 a.m.

For those who don’t know, the “Road to Nowhere” is called so by the locals of this area.  Lakeshore Drive was begun as a way for families displaced by the park service and the war as a way for them to get back to the places of their birth, as well as to visit the cemeteries of their relatives.  The road project was abandoned shortly after it was started in the 1960s due to the road causing so much environmental damage and the fact that there was a perfectly good road (NC 28 and US 129) on the other side of Fontana Lake. The park service does, however, take families back into these towns free of charge once a year by boat and then by jeeps to visit the land their families once owned.  The tunnel at the end of Lakeview Drive still exists and is 365 yards long and wide enough for two lanes of traffic.  It’s very strange to walk through and it is riddled with graffiti.  It’s a good idea to take a headlamp if you’re going to walk through, however.  I’ve stepped in a few piles of horse poo on trips through in the past!

Day 1 of 3 - Hazel Creek

Starting on Friday, August 12th, my friend Elise and I did a three-day backpack in the Smokies covering some major ground making a 42-mile weekend.  

We had my husband drop us off at Clingman’s Dome.  It was actually clear Friday morning, so we all went up to the dome for some photos.  It’s the first time any of us had been able to really see anything from up there.  You could even see pockets of Fontana Lake with the fog over them.  It was truly beautiful.  We walked back down to the AT and started off at close to 10 a.m.  The first 4.25 miles or so of this hike were on the AT and the views in every direction were spectacular.  The sky was so clear and bright, everything was green and the trail was in amazing shape.  We saw several trail maintainers from the Smoky Mountains Hiking Club up there as well.  We also ate some blackberries from the trail along the way to Welch Ridge.  We passed some boy scouts around mile 2.5 and they had stayed at Silers Bald the night before.  We cruised along the AT quickly, close to 3 miles per hour, and reached Welch Ridge Trail pretty quickly.  Here is where we ran into the last people we’d see for the day.  Three guys had hiked down Forney Creek and up Welch Ridge.  

We were only on Welch Ridge for a short amount of time and didn’t loose to much elevation from there.  The trail was in wonderful shape and gave us great views down into the valley, a glimpse of what was to come later in our day.  The trail leveled out a bit again and we reached the Hazel Creek trailhead about 12:15.  The sign post looked like it had been chewed on a bit, the sign resting on the ground.  After double checking our map and Elise’s memory, we made sure it was pointing the correct way, ha ha!

We took a short lunch break and started down the Hazel Creek Trail about 12:30.  The descent began immediately with a few switchbacks thrown in for good measure.  The trail was steep, but never tough.  Close to 2 miles down the trail we had a fairly large blowdown to navigate, which actually meant us taking off our packs and climbing under and then over a tree, handing each other our gear and really slowing us down.  After navigating the blowdown, we came to a switch back with an illegal campsite right on Hazel Creek.  This also marked our first creek crossing on Hazel Creek, the first of 16. The crossing was a good, quick rockhop and I made it through with dry feet.  Elise, however, wasn’t so lucky.  She tossed her boots across after putting on her Chacos for the wet part of the trail.  Unfortunately, her boots didn’t make it across the creek and landed IN the creek.  It was funny and we both laughed pretty hard, but sometimes stuff like that happens in the woods.  You just pick up your stuff and head out :)  After our first crossing, we had a short stretch of trail that was pretty dry.  We also saw our first wildlife - an adult male black bear.  Elise was a bit in front of me at this point and he was walking right towards us.  By the time I saw him, he had completely stopped with his ears up.  He was about 400 feet from us and I’d estimate close to 170 pounds.  He saw us standing there and decided he wanted nothing to do with us, so he left rather quickly in the opposite direction.  We continued on for about 3.5 uneventful miles.  The stream crossings were numerous, but never hard. 

Finally, we get to where Walker Creek and Hazel Creek meet.  The trail at this point had become a road and had visible and fresh tire tracks from a park service vehicle.  When you get to this point, if going down hill, you’ll see a foot trail off to the right of the trail. We didn’t take this, but I wish we would have.  These two creek crossings are pretty deep, knee deep in lower water.  I finally got my feet wet and I was pretty bummed.  I had made it so far with dry feet too!  From these last two crossings it was close to 1 mile to campsite #82.  We were beginning to see artifact and homesite remains at this point.  We made the quick walk down to 82 and it was close to 3 p.m. at this point. Campsite #82 was a bear’s heaven.  Up by the bear lines was the horse camp and the backpackers camp is down by the river.  The horse camp area was strewn with so much litter it was unreal.  I’d estimate at least 5 pounds of trash EVERYWHERE up here.  So much and so large we couldn’t pick it up and carry it for three days.  Pop bottles, so many torn up Mountain House bags I couldn’t even count them all.  Everyone wonders why I hate horse campers and the reason was right in front of me.  Elise and I took a break and cleaned up our feet and dried them off.  We still had quite a few more miles down to camp for the night.  The good news was that we were staying at 83 and had a short distance to go!

We passed Cold Spring Gap and the ranger bunkhouse soon after hitting the trail again. We had another short creek crossing here, but nothing too major.  We end up seeing the junction for Bone Valley Trail at close to 4:30, which meant two things, we were at camp and there was a bridge over the creek - NO MORE WET FEET!  We took a short break at camp, changed into some good creek shoes, and went ahead and headed up Bone Valley Trail, leaving our backpacks and gear other than some water at the campsite.  

Bone Valley Trail is one I’ve always wanted to do.  It’s fairly short, only 1.8 long to the terminus, but there’s a beautifully preserved cabin at the end.  I’ve loved looking at the photos and always wanted to see it.  The creek crossings on this trail are pretty wet, close to knee deep for 4 of the 5, so I seriously recommend a good pair of shoes you don’t mind getting wet if you come out this far.  The trail was flat and walking went quickly.  We reached the Hall/Kress cabin at 6:15.  I was truly amazed at the beauty of something so simple.  There were still glass panes in the windows, none of them broken.  There was also a lock on the front door with a hole for a skeleton key.  I found this a bit amusing because I never really thought of people in the mountains to ever lock their doors. We also decided to head up to the family cemetery about 0.5 miles up from the house.  This trail actually went uphill and we were pretty spent.  

We made it back to camp that night about 7:30 and settled in quickly. By dark about an hour later, we were both ready for a good night’s sleep and the beauty of a full moon. If you’re planning a trip to Hazel Creek, I highly recommend campsite 83.  It was very large and spread out.  We were the only ones there Friday night, but it’s right on the creek and very serene!  With the extra mile to the cemetery we’d done, we hit right at 20 miles for our first day.