Buck Pond Trip 2/16/2005-2/19/2005

Hi folks! I hope you enjoy the photos. Click on any photo to see a larger version of it. (Note: the original of this panorama is a 20 megapixel high resolution image that is a composite of several smaller images. I can make a high quality print of this any size up to 16"x40".)

The trail into the cabin has a lot of open water on it during the summer. When we hiked in, most of these sections were frozen, leaving us with just a few wet spots to get across. This is one of the creeks that crosses the trail--I think it is the outlet from Little Otter Pond. The day was overcast and more gloomy than this photo looks. It took us 5 hours to hike 7 miles in wet, heavy snow. We started on skis but quickly switched to snowshoes. I kept hitting low overhanging branches with the top of my pack, and got a load of snow dumped down my neck each time.
Our first morning in camp was gorgeous--not at all the cloudy overcast weather that had been forecast. I used a polarizing filter to darken the sky.
A view of the cabin from about 1/3 of the way down the pond. The panoramic shot at the top of this page was taken from this location.
On sunny days like this, the sun heats the south facing roof enough that the snow slides off into a heap in front of the porch.
We skied to the south end of Buck Pond, where the outlet is.
There was some thin ice and a little open water at the south end of the pond, and the channel was mainly open. The sun is starting to spend more time behind the clouds now.
Bob Emerson at the south end.
Bob Kremens near the outlet.
The outlet channel remained open
Another view.
Looking back North towards the pond.
Bob is getting drinking water from the spring. We filtered the water through paper towels to remove any leaf debris or other particulate matter.
Later that afternoon, it started snowing in earnest.
That evening we hiked up one of the inlets of the pond to an old beaver dam. On the way there, we saw many dead trees that had fallen over, exposing their root systems. I never did get the photo that I was visualizing.
From where Emerson was standing, Kremens appeared to have a pile of snow on the top of his hat.
The (non-potable) water line from the pond to the cabin froze, so we took it apart and brought the pieces inside to thaw.
Notice the tubes of ice that came out of the pipe.
The next day we skied most of the way to the Cage Lake lean-to, switching to snowshoes for about the last 1/3 of the way. The temperature was in the low teens when we started, and was dropping the whole time.
The view from the lean-to looking toward Cage Lake. We are looking directly into the oncoming wind, which was frigid!

The Cage Lake outlet, looking back towards the lake.

Kremens' cold weather gear. I was wearing my down coat (on top of everything else I was wearing while hiking) the whole time we were at the lean-to.
Now that the water line is thawed, there's no more excuse to postpone doing the dishes.
Our last evening in the cabin. The next morning dawned with clear skies again, but the temperature was 20 below. At those temperatures, the outhouse is an excellent place to freeze your ass off. By the time we began hiking out, the sun had warmed things up to the low 20's. The hike out was much more enjoyable than the hike in, but it got cloudy about halfway through, and it still took us 5 hours to hike out. Just in time to hit the lake effect squalls on the drive home....