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Thursday, October 18, 2012

Winter 2012 - Cleveland Metro Drive


A Series of Remarkable Experiences and Hiking Life Lessons
(clicking on photos will bring you to a slide show of them)

The maps I ordered had come quickly, but a hiking related injury and weather kept me off the trails for a few weeks.  With much amusement, and a touch of embarrassment, I have to share my initial thoughts about the maps; they were “….not what I expected” “...wordier than an actual map, talking pretty much about distance, section by section, big jogs in the trail, crossing major roads, etc.  The map is not very detailed [on how to get to a trail].”  I laughed when I re-read my journal.  Lesson #17:  Let experience speak for itself.   Give something plenty of tries before giving up on it altogether.  It is obvious to me today that I just was unfamiliar with the maps, but as I got used to them they have been a true blessing over these many hikes.  I still spend a great deal of time figuring out how to get to a new segment, where to park my bike and car and how to get back and forth between them, but once I am there at the trail, there are few secrets about where to go, just plenty of opportunities for adventure. 


Although the sun was out, dark clouds were hovering low in the fall sky, even my son had commented on them as I drove him to school for his birthday, so I dressed warmly adding a hoodie under my “park uniform” to protect myself from the cold and wind.  This hike, segment 4, Bedford section, actually started last hike when I crossed the Towpath in front of the Frazee House on Canal Road. 
Frazee House, Canal Road, Independence, Ohio
Using my Google directions I drove directly to the end of my hike, dropped off my bike and scouted out the route I would later take back. 

Sagamore Creek at Sagamore and Canal Roads, Independence, Ohio
Retracing my steps to where I ran into my good Samaritan on Sagamore Road I bumbled around for a few minutes trying to figure out where the next blaze was hiding, which was just on the other side of the guard rail (as indicated on the BT map), but it was obscured by all the trees so I hesitated until I finally spotted it well up the hill. 
Blue Blaze just over the guard rail....just like it states on the BT maps!
I started immediately up a steep incline through a thick forest, mixed with both fir and deciduous trees.  Here and there through the thicket I would catch a glimpse of moving water, how far down I wasn’t certain. 
Looking down to Sagamore Creek, Walton Hills, Ohio
Big tree with plants
Plants in the big tree
Up close of the bark on the big tree
There were mammoth trees with their thick exposed roots as long as they were tall clinging to the sides of the hill to keep from sliding off into the abyss.
Trees clinging to the sides of the hill
Up close of roots
Once on top the trail ran close to the edge on this woodsy ridge.  When I would pop out into a bare rock clearing I could see where the ground fell away dizzyingly, its sheer drops giving birth to plenty of falls where water was left to helplessly tumble on down into these deep, moss and leaf covered ravines so steep that no matter how I tried my photos could not capture the depth I saw with my eyes nor the awe that I felt standing at the edge. 





This was the scenery that went on forever as I wound my way back and forth through this forest and as I went from one set of mini gorges to another I would cross through their feeder creeks and storm drainage tunnels, neatly stacked with sandstone. 
















The many images and colors of this fall day’s palette captured my imagination and my heart as I roamed through envisioning it as an early day pioneer might have experienced it while making their way on foot up into the next county.  I spent a great deal of time taking photos and videos of the most varying scenery which before I would have thought impossible to have in one small area.  There is a lot of real beautiful country up through here and I hope if one thought hiking the entire BT would be too much of a trial that they would at least hit this one segment.  Maybe I was able to notice because I was calmer, with trusty BT map in hand, or perhaps it was just too gorgeous to miss.  Either way this section was the most beautiful of the Buckeye Trail hikes I had taken to date and to this day still remains one of my favorites (and I had only gone half way!)…to be continued  (scroll to Spring 2013 to read the rest).


 by Blue Blaze Bugsie

To read all the adventures in order use the index links at the right side of the page or select this:  First Post, Spring 2011.