LACK OF LOST MOUNTAIN
Well, despite Wuzzam insisting that we would “find that lost mountain”, Mt. Riga would have to wait for the ice to leave before any of us ventured out that way to search. Instead, a quick call to Farmer Tom in Ashfield put us in the direction of Hawley for the second time in two weeks. There was plenty of fresh light fluffy snow within its confines!
We ended up breaking trail no matter where we went, and the conditions
were as perfect as one could hope for. Our stop at Moody Spring had us
in tears (due to laughter) as Wuzzam rambled on and on about how he had
imagined it to be a huge tourist attraction with signs and all. The pipe
shooting out of the stone with the tasty mineral filled water exiting
it wasn’t exactly what he had expected, but he did admit to its power of
“regeneration”. When I let him know that it took me 9 years to find the
thing, he could understand why. Up until last February when the Old
Goat, Uphill and I finally made it to the water, it was “Lost Spring”
along with “Lost Mountain” we were searching for.
Several of the trails we explored are not on maps, and are not exactly
“trails” either. Blasting down the slope to Moody Spring had someone
mentioning that it “wasn’t much of a trail”, to which Karl laughed and
said “who needs a trail??” That about sums it up for snowshoeing... you
really don’t need a trail, just snow.
MOODY SPRINGS SNOWSHOE RAMBLE II
JANUARY 17, 1998 HAWLEY, MA
JANUARY 17, 1998 HAWLEY, MA
Keen-Eye 20km 3:21:00
Old Goat 20km 3:22:00
Bandit 20km 3:23:00
Wuzzam 20km 3:24:00
Farmer 20km 3:25:00