Sometimes I think I get too paranoid while solo hiking in the wilderness. That is, until something actually happens.
I spent this weekend fly fishing and attempting to hike around the Long Draw Road area in upper Poudre Canyon now that they’ve re-opened the road during the logging project (I’ll go more into the logging on another post). I say “attempting” because I was initially going to hike to Lulu City at the Poudre Pass trailhead, but it was torrential downpours up there on Saturday. So, I fished instead (and mostly car napped to wait out the storm).
I returned on Sunday, and due to an hour and a half delay to get to the trailhead, I decided to drive back down the road and hike Trap Park Trail instead.
I had been in the car for a while and planned on using the bathroom at the Poudre Pass trailhead, but with the turnaround and lack of bathroom at Trap Park, I was left with the trees. No big deal. I walked a few feet into the woods (away from the lake, because that’s where the moose hang out). I could still see my car. I kept my eyes peeled because I drove by a moose near the trailhead on the way up, and it seemed that moose were everywhere that day.
I didn’t see or hear anything and I was hyper alert because I was alone. I unbuttoned my pants. I heard a rustle and then? There’s a moose looking right at me only a few feet way.
“OH SHIT. OH SHIT. OH SHIT!” I exclaimed and grabbed my pants. I jumped behind a tree, took a breath and looked at the moose again. It was not looking happy because I startled it and it was starting to walk towards me. I looked at the distance I had to get to my car and decided that I could sprint to it. So I did. I ran like hell.
I got to the car, threw open my door and grabbed my phone. I was able to get video of not one, but two moose – a cow and an older calf running through the trees, around me, and over to Trap Lake.
This was all before the hike and now my nerves were jittery. I asked a couple of hikers about how many people were on the Trap Park trail above them. They talked about more moose and a bull that had run in front of them on the trail.
NOPE. No solo hiking that day! So, I checked out Trap Lake for another day of fishing.
Next to the high winds, I was moose blocked again. I left and went to Chambers Lake instead. Apparently I need to learn how to roll cast a hell of a lot better.
So, where did you go? What did you do? Any crazy stories to tell? Feel free to share your Weekend Adventure Report and any photos in the comments on the blog or on Facebook and Twitter! You can follow me on Instagram and get a glimpse of the weekend fun on Sunday night!