This trip took place between July 18 and 20th, 1997 along the Laurel Highlands
Trail near Ohiopyle, PA. . The participants were: Jerry Robey,
Charlie Johnson, Keith Patterson, his wife Nikki,
Rasool Nafisi, Linda E, Chuck Bramhall and Mike Calabrese.
We got to the Ohiopyle State Park Campground at various times on Friday
At right, the group posing at the beginning
of the hike. By Mike Calabrese
afternoon, July 18. The campground was huge and had nicely spaced
sites. The restrooms were first class. They banned taking showers
during the time that we were there due a drought. No problem as we
knew we would stink even more after this hike. The weather was iffy.
They were calling for temps in the 70's on Saturday and low 80's on
Sunday. How could this be? We were seeing 90's in DC all week.
The thunderstorms that would roll through the campground later Friday
evening would prove to be the way to make the temeratures drop to the mid
70's on Saturday, a low of 47 early Sunday morning.
We were sitting around the campfire Friday night swapping stories when it
started raining all of a sudden. We had to rush to get our rain flys
up. We talked under van tailgates for a while, then retired.
During the night the rain kept us up first. Then, among the campers
at the next site over we kept hearing: Git!, Get outta here! Go on,
git! They were being raided by raccoons. Our neighbors chased
them over to our site. The only casualty was Rasool N, whose
backpack was broken into and his food taken away.
The next morning we left at 8am, got Rasool N some more food,
shuttled the cars to
their
proper places, and were on the trail by 9:45 am. The
weather was perfect. We decided to hike from the 18.8 mile marker on
this trail southward to mile 6.2 and
the Ohiopyle shelters the first day,
then planned to do the final 6.2 miles Sunday morning so that we could get
home Sunday at a decent hour.
The weather was fantastic. Linda E and Chuck B were
our newest Rag Tag Rangers. They came all the way from NJ to white
water raft and do this hike. We talked to them about their hiking
experiences and shared ours with them. This trail was great to hike
on. Water was very plentiful. There were alot of ferns covering
the forest floor. No major elevation changes. That was, until
we reached mile marker 7. The next mile would see us drop 1,000 feet
At left, a view of a mountain across the "Yough".
By Mike Calabrese
in elevation. The front of our toes and the muscles in the front of
our legs were burning.
We finally made it to the shelter area. These shelters, pit toilets
and water pump were first rate. The only problem that we encountered
was that another group was occupying the shelter that we were given in our
reservation. When I asked them to move, they said that they had been
given the same shelter number. I said we could settle it when the ranger
came to collect the fee for the night. We took another shelter. The
ranger never showed up. I sent the $9.00 fee into the park later that
week.
Anyway, we had a leisurely dinner, then started telling some great jokes
after dinner. We retired around 10am.
Sunday
morning, July 20th was cold! I heard someone else in the shelter's
teeth chattering that morning! I got up and immediately got my thermal
sweatshirt out of
my backpack. It came in handy. Jerry R started
a fire in the fireplace at the end of our shelter. It sure warmed things
up. We hit the trail at around 8am that morning.
There were 2 moderate climbs and 2 good hollows along this part of the trail.
We also caught some great views of the Youghehenny (pronounced Youckahenny)
River far below us. The weather was in the low 80s that day. Warmer
than the previous day but not unbearable.
We had to make one more 20 minute climb before we reached our cars around
12:30 on Sunday, July 20. We then looked for a local restaurant with
At right, Everyone is all smiles because there are only 2.5 miles
to go! By Mike Calabrese
some good home cooking. We found a great one about 10 miles from Ohiopyle
on US 40 east. I believe the name was Gleasons or Beesons, I'm not
sure. But they had fantastic stuffed pork chops, great vegetables and
pieces of homemade pie that were almost as big as a breadbox!
We then parted ways. The reviews of this trail that I have read have
said that it is great for the beginning backpacker. I take issue with
this as I don't consider any trail with a thousand foot elevation
change
in one mile a beginner's trail. But, the shelter accomodations more
than make up for it. The Laurel Highlands trail is indeed a great place
to hike, camp or backpack.
Mike C
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