Goin’ Across The Mountain To Raise A Little Cane!

Our Hike To Mt LeConte

Jerry and Joan on the hike to Mt LeConte.

 

Our good buddy, Doug McFalls, lives and works at the lodge on Mt LeConte in the Great Smoky Mountain National Park.

Doug McFalls and nephew Tyler.

Mt LeConte is the third highest peak in the Smokies, but the tallest from base to summit. Making it the tallest mountain in the Eastern US.

If you wish to spend a night at the lodge, you must make reservations well in advance and also be prepared to make the hike, by foot, to the top of the mountain. More Info about Mt LeConte Lodge. The shortest route is Alum Cave Trail. It is probably the most popular and breathtakingly beautiful.

On this trip, we decided to take the Boulevard Trail. Don’t let the name fool you! It isn’t a boulevard!! With our supplies on our backs and a banjo on mine,

Joan Packin' Banjo.

Doug, his nephew Tyler, Jerry and I set out on a nearly 8.5 mile hike. UPHILL…..

On a short side trip, we walked out to the “Jump Off” and took some fantastic photos.

View at Jump Off.

View At Jump Off.

Gang at Jump Off.

OOOPPPS..Jerry's pickin' Scruggs Style.

After a lunch break, we’re back on the trail.

Takin' a break.

The Mountain you are looking at here is our destination from the Jump Off.

Mt LeConte in distance, our destination.

In the picture below, off in the horizon you will see a flat topped mountain that almost looks like a butte or mesa. It is English Mountain. In front of it is a smaller mountain that I believe is Webb. Jerry and I live between those two mountains.

English Mountain in distance.

By the time we got to this wash off area, on the back side of LeConte, I was beat!

Gang at wash off.

Jerry at wash off.

The cable at the wash off is for winter hiking. Something to hang on to when there is ice and snow, cause it's straight down!

View at wash off.

View at wash off.

Now the hard part begins…The steep ascent to the top.

Joan during steep ascent.

For a couple miles now, Doug kept saying, “only about a half mile to go!” Then we came upon this sign….UGHHHH!!!

Almost a mile to go!.

Finally we did reach the top.

Joan at High Point

The LeConte lodge is an awesome place. It’s a small village on a mountain top. These folks get back to basics. Don’t expect hot tubs, hot showers or TVs and microwaves when you hike to the lodge. They do have propane for cooking, which is delivered by helicopter at the beginning of the season. They also have a solar panel which allows some electricity.

Solar panel

I only wish I had taken more pictures of the village! But you can check it out for yourself on their website. Mt LeConte Lodge.   Most of the supplies are brought up the mountain with llamas. Jerry and I live next to the Mt LeConte Llama farm, in Pearl Valley. Just think..... all the crew that lives and works at the lodge, walk to work!

After a good meal, we sat around in front of Doug’s cabin, better known as the tack room, and did some pickin’. Doug played bass, Jerry played guitar, I played banjo and Dave, one of the Mt LeConte crew, also played banjo. Many of the guests came down to the tack room to listen…

Pickin' at the Tack Room.

Pickin' at the Tack Room.

 

Jerry playing the house guitar

But then the sun started to set! A magical time on a clear night on the mountain.

setting sun

setting sun

We found a beautiful spot to watch the light show.

Yes, this ledge is as high and as narrow as it appears!!

Jerry and Joan sitting on ledge watching sunset

 

 As the sun went down, the lights from the towns below lit up like a picture show.

setting sun from Smokies

It was amazing to watch the civilization below us, while we later sat on the cabin porch with our oil lanterns and played more tunes.

Jerry and I slept in the loft of the tack room. Very comfortable! The air gets real cool up there at night. I had a small window to look out.

Window In Loft

I woke up a few times in the night and had a beautiful view of High Point and the moon and stars.

The next morning after breakfast and a few dishes, we headed back down the trail.

Heading back down the trail

This time, we came down Bull Head. It’s only 6.5 miles.

Here’s Gatlinburg as we begin our descent.

Overlooking Gatlinburg

I’ll have to admit, it’s as hard going down as going up….maybe harder!

We made it in about 4 hours and today I’m am so sore, the only thing I can do is sit at the computer and type!

God bless to all and enjoy the photos.

 

 

 

 

 

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