I recently received an email from Christopher O'Neil.
Chris is a long-time and very experienced BSP hiker and camper, as you will see below. His email captures some of the culture of the Park and it raises some serious issues as well. With Chris' generous permission, I've included it below, along with some comments from me at the end.
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"Hi
Jensen -
One
of the many things I love about the Park is its history, especially Governor
Baxter's story. Having a lot of experience in the Park, I enjoy humbly
conveying Park info to folks I encounter when I'm out there. I like the
ambassadorish aspect of such conversations, and I feel gratified that every
time I give someone a new reason to appreciate this treasure that I'm doing my
tiny part to enrich and perpetuate the BSP legacy.
This
weekend was the latest chapter. Hope you have a Monday morning minute to read
about this little encounter:
Saturday
at 6:05 am my friend's Subaru hit a wicked chuck hole on a paved section of
Golden Road just west of Abol Bridge. We were on our way to a parking space at
Roaring Brook for a Katahdin hike. Both driver-side tires blew.
Thanks to quick action and plenty of North Woods hospitality we were able
to hitch with our two pooched tires (rims were ok) to "That Guy's
Tire" in Millinocket. They mounted two new tires in minutes and we were at
the gatehouse by 11:30. We parked at Kidney Pond and hiked Sentinel for
the first time. Very pleasant.
We
stopped for a hitchhiker just south of Kidney. He had his fly rod and fishing
gear in hand, bound for his site at Katahdin Stream Campground. The guy
was named Copperhead, from Chicago.
"Thanks
for picking me up. Where I come from nobody hitch hikes."
"It's
Baxter karma, my friend. We all do it."
"Dozens
of times."
"What
are you, crazy?"
His
Wednesday hike up the Hunt Trail began at 9am and didn't end until 11 am
Thursday. He didn't summit until 6:30 pm and didn't descend to tree line before
dark. He had lost his wallet among the boulders. A Thursday morning hiker
woke him as he snoozed between two boulders in his bivvy sack. The stranger
"saved (his) life" when he shared electrolytes, salt, and water.
Every ascending hiker he encountered as he hobbled down the Hunt asked if
he might be the Copperhead that the rangers were looking for.
The
stranger Thursday afternoon returned the lost wallet to Copperhead. Copperhead explained to us that he arrived in Maine intending to hike the AT, but he didn't realize how hard it would be. "We don't have any hills like this in Chicago!" His feet were mangled and bloody. We suggested that the flies might kill him before he reaches Hurd Brook, so maybe spend the next nine months training and try again next year in Georgia!
Funny
story, but not so funny. I mean really, man?
I
see in blogs and a frequently hear from people who complain that BSP staff are
mean, rude, rigid, etc. I try to defend the necessity for rules and the
enforcement of them…like telling people where we're going and letting them know
we made it. I'm guessing that every day a few hikers forget to sign out
at the trailhead, and if they're campers who don't return a day use pass or if
they caught a ride to the Big Moose for a beer, you guys have no idea their
whereabouts.
A
couple of years ago my annual Katahdin solo was a long one -- about 12 hours. I
hiked from Roaring Brook to Russell Pond, explored about New City for a while,
then summited via NW Basin Trail, scampering off the Summit via Saddle. (I had
intended to descend via Dudley, but just as I reached the peak to touch the
sign a wicked thunder storm was barreling in over the Brothers.) At
Russell I encountered a ranger working on a bog bridge and we chatted for a
bit. He asked me where I was headed and when I told him he looked at his watch
with a sudden look of concern. There had recently been a hurricane and he
warned me that there was a lot of fording ahead. I assured him I was fine, but
he asked and wrote down my name. I took no offense, and indeed thanked him.
Later at Chimney and RB I made sure to let rangers know that I was
safely off... and they might let the nice guy at Russell know too!
I'm
certain you can't be sending search parties out every night for people like
Copperhead and others who simply neglect to sign out. What's the protocol, just
so this "ambassador" can answer the question if ever asked?"
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