How often do you plan a trip for five 10th-graders, one college student, four older adults, and a dog? Two of the youngsters had never been backpacking while several of the group had done many nights in Arizona, New Mexico, and Colorado as well as Arkansas. A diverse team for sure!
I was a little hesitant about our itinerary, especially the long first day from Cherry Bend Trailhead to Harrod’s Creek, but everyone was packed and ready to go on Saturday morning. The boys spent Friday night in the Rock House just west of Cherry Bend Trailhead, so they began the trip with an experience few others their age have had.
The group minus Bob’s wife, Dana who joined in at Fly Gap Trailhead.
Pausing to take in the view from Hare Mountain
While hiking over Hare Mountain, the highest point on the OHT, we wondered how anyone could eke out a living on such a rocky terrain. A rock wall, fireplace, and still usable well are the only remnants from the early settlers.
Creeks were flowing, so water options were plentiful.
Crossing Harrod’s Creek after an 11-mile day.
Cedar grove campground at Harrod’s Creek
Several of us packed our bear canisters in preparation for a future trip. We enjoyed the convenience of keeping all food enclosed in a secure container rather than suspending food from tree limbs. I had my traditional tater soup with a few slices of dehydrated sweet potatoes added.
Hiking toward Indian Creek brought us alongside a beautiful stream with water features and cascades. I’d passed this small waterfall in the past, but since day two was a shorter mileage day, I took time to scramble down for a few photos.
The group enjoyed an early lunch after crossing Indian Creek.
The trail holds beauty with every step. In places, the moss-covered trail surface glistened green in the distance despite foot traffic.
The younger hikers in our group showed no indication of discomfort. They kept on trucking down the trail.
Bob at the Marinoni Scenic Area campground next to Briar Branch
We enjoyed referring to the new OHT map during our trip to see the lay of the land and forest roads surrounding the trail. Bob scrambled up above the area for a look at the top of the natural bridge.
Briar Branch has clear water most of the year. I enjoyed exploring upstream during the lazy afternoon.
Hiker-dog ate something that didn’t agree with her system and took an extended siesta. I was a little worried about her, but she bounced back to her hyper self the next morning.
Coffee is best next to an early morning fire.
Hiking through the Marinoni is always a treat! The modest Briar Branch flows next to massive boulders brought down by years of erosion. Within a week or so, the place will be alive with wild iris and many other floral displays.
Natural Bridge in the morning sun.
Bob and Dana passing through a rocky maze about one mile from Lick Branch
After arriving at Lick Branch, we drove away with hamburgers on our minds. As we approached Oark, we slowed down while sharing the road with horses. They stopped in at the Oark General Store, and we had a full house for lunch.
Nick heading in for lunch.
Good food and fellowship.
By the end of the trip, I couldn’t tell you which two of our younger hikers had never done a backpacking trip. There was no whining, and they handled themselves like veteran backpackers. I enjoyed seeing their energy and enthusiasm, and I’m sure they enjoyed the comic relief we older hikers provided during our three days on the trail.
If you want to learn more or get driving directions to the Marinoni Scenic Area, go to Making Time for Marinoni.
Here’s a link to the Rock House where the boys spent their first night on the OHT.