Savannah and I came to the conclusion that we’d taken plenty of photos at Rewind Time and it was time to move on. There was no next location in mind, so I began to drive toward Johnson, though with my mind jumping around, I turned around and drove toward Jeffersonville instead. As we got into town, I pulled over at a park and ride so we could plan out where to shoot next. Nearby was a gigantic field coated in ice. I had been seeing so much ice this particular morning that I felt like we had to use it to our advantage. After quickly grabbing some lunch at the convenience store, we carefully made our way down the slick walkway to the icy field. The scene was beautiful, with plentiful winter vegetation, bright grey skies, and glare ice covering the entirety of the land.
I was feeling optimistic about this spot. The dull light and muted colors all around were perfect for Savannah’s makeup and outfit. The perfect amount of light was shining through the overcast skies, allowing Sav Silver to shine!
So I gave Sav enough cards to hold and fan out, and we got right into it.
I think the way Savannah presents herself in photos is the aligned with the aesthetic that I am going for. In that sense, I am extremely thankful to have a friend willing to put in the time and energy to create together. Sure it feels like fun and games when we’re out and about
Savannah ended up laying down on the ice, allowing me to photograph different angles using the cards on the ice. She wasn’t getting warmer by any means, so
“What if you look straight back?”
The cold ice became too much so we made our way off the field and back up the slick walkway to my car. As we approached the parking area, we each saw a newer walking bridge in the distance that could be useful. Savannah also remembered that she wanted to get more photos of her skirt before she changed up her outfit. We walked over to the bridge as not to miss an opportunity. I don’t think I used the bridge to it’s fullest potential, but I’m glad we decided to go over and try it out. I think it’s notable how simple movements can add surreal interest to a photo, so I’m eager to explore more of this in future photoshoots.
In this post, I have pictures taken from a hike up Mt. Elmore (2,608) to its Fire Tower on December 26th, 2017. The hike was done in about three hours total with Zeth and my dog Brixton. Vermont had accumulated a pretty substantial amount of snow in the past few days, but with some melting and freezing in the mix. With snow from the night before, this made for a great hike through the snowy forest up to a unique mountain summit.
One of the many reasons to love Vermont is the variety weather conditions to hike in. With the constant seasonal changes, hiking always becomes new again. Summer with its earthy colors and humid air. Fall with its rich fiery hues and fresh crisp breeze. And lastly, winter with it’s simplistic qualities and refreshing chill that. Winter really helps to appreciate warmth, in a good way.
It’s an underrated season when it comes to hiking. It seems that many will retreat inside their homes for the season just waiting for the snow to melt and flowers to bloom. If you’re living in Vermont especially, this isn’t the proper way to endure winter. There is another part to it that makes winter worth the struggle of getting through those below zero nights. It is a chance venture outside and witness the untouched beauty from a new perspective after each snowfall. Sure you can appreciate the sight while bundled up in your warm car but out there on the snowy forest trail is a whole ‘nother experience waiting to be had. There is nothing quite like it, so I propose that you get the full effect of winter, bundle up and…
TAKE A HIKE THIS WINTER!
There are plenty of excuses to go out for a winter hike, but here are a few that come to mind:
1. The landscape is minimalistic. Snowfall upon snowfall takes away the visual overload of the forest and simplifies it into black and white. The result of this is a feeling of calmness that is beautifully peaceful. Drawn into any direction you happen to face, a snow covered forest landscape is unique in every way. Less is more, see it for yourself!
2. Every step you take is cushioned! Those aches that come after hiking a dirt trail in the summer are thrown away when you hike in the winter months. The shock absorbance of the snow makes each step feel less abrupt and more smooth. So if you are one who isn’t able to enjoy hiking because it gives you knee or ankle pain, you might just find a new season to hike in.
Snowshoes may be useful assuming the trail has more than a few inches of fresh snow. Otherwise, thick soled boots and good tread along with doubled up socks work just fine. To supplement this and save your ankles from snow collecting, velcro trail gaiters are a good option. They will last a almost a lifetime and save your ankles from the frigid ice. Since Zeth was using these, stepping into the deep snow gave him no trouble despite wearing only ankle high boots.
3. Regulating your temperature! Wearing multiple many layers comes with the option to cool off or warm up as needed. Your neck warmer can be over you nose or scrunched down. Your hat can easily come on and off. The pits of you winter jacket can be zipped and unzipped. Overall you have a lot of control over how warm you want to be as you are making way up the mountain. As long as you are dressed appropriately and persistent with your upward travel, you will be sure to stay warm as you venture through the cold pillowy white forest. There isn’t such thing as bad weather really, it’s just the fact that appropriate gear might be lacking. As long as you are wearing enough layers, the cold will not phase you one bit, and you will begin to welcome it!
WE REACH THE SUMMIT
Atop Mt. Elmore sits its fire tower, built shortly after the State of Vermont acquired the park in 1936. The tower offers 360 degree views of the area, with sights of the Worcester range as well as many of Vermont’s small towns. I’ve hiked this mountain several times, but only in the summer. This year I was excited to hike to the tower in the winter time, because I knew it would be a completely different experience. Since Zeth was home for the holidays and we always seem to find some adventure to go on, I suggested the fire tower hike and he was game.
We were thrilled to finally have the high mountaintop structure in sight through the trees. The sense of accomplishment immediately surfaced. Usually I would also feel relieved to not be hiking anymore, but the hike wasn’t nearly as exhausting since the air is much cooler.
As Zeth and I neared the tower, Brixton bolted ahead, as he had been here before and was eager to climb to the top level. He made it to the second level before he stopped in his tracks. He must have been rethinking his intent on I called to him to come down, and like a good boy he listened. I attached his leash and secured it around the railing at ground level and laid down a shirt for him to sit. The night before, I considered not bringing him on the hike because I knew the tower would be dangerous, in addition to the cold weather. Alas, he was here having a grand time with temperatures hovering around 12° F.
“Where are you?” I asked so he’d show himself. HAH!
Zeth began his climb up the snowy stairs of the fire tower and I followed by the time he was nearing the second level. The entirety of the fabricated metal was coated with ice and recently accumulated snow. I climbed the stairs at an cautious pace with my camera strapped around my neck. Brixton was audibly unhappy as we climbed on without him, but I’m mainly grateful that he wasn’t in any danger.
Before I knew it I had reached the top level where I could relax, enjoy the view, and take photos of everything in sight. There was no wind to shake the tower and sunlight was breaking through the distant clouds, flooding onto the range ahead.
Beaming light.
Getting lost in the trees.
Pillowy spruce.
Aside from the views beyond the tower, there was beauty right inside as well, so I made sure to capture that as well.
I liked the buildup of snow, especially the drifts on the ground. Wishing I had gotten a wide shot!A bit frosty, but not as much as we were hoping for.
We were content and it was time to head the slippery steps.One last look.
Zeth decided to go down backwards since the stairs were tricky… not sure if he did this the whole way, but it was just as slow walking down as it was walking up.
This photo might explain how Brixton was feeling about us leaving him on ground level.
LUNCHTIME!
There was a viewpoint just a quarter mile from the summit, where we took a break for food on our descent. Zeth had brougth roast beef & swiss sandwiches and I brought a few clementines. My sandwich was wrapped in a reusable wrap called “BEES WRAP.” Made with beeswax, GOTS certified cotton, organic jojoba oil and tree resin, this wrap is sturdy and sustainable. This was my first time knowing about it, but It feels like a great alternative to plastic wrap, especially if you are one to be aware of all the waste that we create on this earth.
One way to stay warm while stationary… Whiskey flask!
The hike down was swift with big leaps through soft snow and quick skids down the snowy downhill.
I had to get just one good close up of the ice encasing each and every branch…
I’ve only done enough winter hikes to count on my hands, but they are truly a unique experience that can be enjoyed by any frequent hiker. If you aren’t much of a hiker, there are many forested trails around that can offer a similar, more mellow experience. The downfall about this is you don’t get the wintery views or the effect of elevation and increasing amounts of snow.
Some last tips:
Hike with at least one experienced friend
Hand warmers and face masks will work wonders
Bring a ski pole to help with steeper inclines
A thermos full of hot tea or soup
Know the forecast, including windspeed
Take a few pictures and share!
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Thanks for reading along and viewing the photos, I hope I’ve inspired you to get outdoors and enjoy the snow!
I didn’t have much going on until 6pm. Having the entire day off for the holiday meant I’d have to find something to do. Since everyone else was busy with family, I decided to go for a photo drive with Brixton, while also finding places to let him run around along the way. I feel like this is Vermont at it’s core, and I enjoyed every minute of it. Driving for many miles on dirt roads, seeing different areas of the state, and just wondering what actually goes on in these towns kept me interested. There are always surprises along the way
One of the first actually stops was a brook to the side of the road. Brixton and I were there for about 20 minutes, slowly traveling upward. It was neat to see the new ice formations and getting close up with them. The way light interacts with the glimmering clear solid can be fascinated. Navigating the brook can be tricky at times with the secretly iced over boulders, but we managed just fine.
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I really like older the look of older vehicles. There is something about them that is genuine in nature. New ideas were being tried out for the first time, and they just rolled with it. The Saab in off white parked center with the barn really caught my eye. The three vehicles lined up in the slideshow were apart of a classic car graveyard that was fenced in. If I could have gone down there, I would have spent way too much time taking photos, I know it. I think it would also to use the cars and a model for a photoshoot. Maybe one day it can happen, I’d just have to get the courage to ask the landowner, who seems pretty strict his gated drive and No Trespassing signs with images of security cameras on them.
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I drove by one of the many bodies of water in the area. I’m not sure if they were deserted because of thanksgiving or the lack of summer. Nice reflections though!
While on a dirt road and unsure if I was in the right area, I saw a large pond coming up. As I got further, I saw this building with water streaming down beside it. I immediately thought it was amazing, so instead of driving on past, I pulled over I felt good about it. It is the Robinson Saw Mill, built in 1803. It’s one thing I know I’d like to see again, because of how one of a kind it is.
Further down this same road, I saw the snowcapped mountains of Northern Vermont in the distance. In the field before me were some quite clean and happy looking cows. I kept driving since there was a truck behind me, but once I got a chance to turn around, I did. I wanted to get a photo of the cows grazing with the mountains in the background.
Instead, when I pulled up next to their fence and got out of my car, the came over and greeted me. So interested in whatever I was doing at their fence, they just stood and watched while I took photos.
After doing a lot of stopping but not being able to let Brixton out, I saw an old wooden sign that read “Maple Parking.” I looked to the other side of the road and saw there was a trail that led up into the woods. It seemed like an ideal spot to stop, so again I turned around and pulled into this “parking spot.” I had to slowly make my way into this pull-off, not to skid off down the hill, since it was large enough for one.five cars at most.
The woods called Maple Hill, had were nice to be in after being on the road for awhile. The clouds were unique, being able to look straight up made for a cool perspective with the trees and branches.
Go out and see something new, now matter what it may be! There is a world unknown to you out there, might as well check it out! You don’t know what you might find.
P.S. On my way home, I grabbed some eggnog from a store that was open. I had a nice thanksgiving dinner with my family a couple hours later to end the night.
We had fun… 52 card pick up!
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