Hiking Mt Waumbek in winter

Literally the best sledding of my life

A winter hike with exceptional conditions and terrain for sledding. Of the dozens of mountains I’ve butt-sled and plastic-sled down, this one sits on top.

Two hikers squinting through the snow for a picture at the top of a snowy mountain
Posing by the chimney remains at the starr king summit

* A thing to note, the trailhead according to google and the trailhead parking lot are different. An 8 minute walk and a steep road and/or driveway different. Complications with the meeting place ensued.

Ascending

The starr king trail is 2.6 miles and is mostly a gradual slope. The forest seems young and the trees are very sparse, allowing you to see quite a ways into the wood. I prefer a fast, steep hike, covering a lot of elevation, like the last stretch of mt hancock. Sprints over marathons. Trudge seems like a good word to use here. Yes. I know, it’ll get easier with practice and conditioning.

There are a number of photographable sites along the hike up. My camera is new and I need to find a comfortable method of taking it out quickly and safely. A young cowboy with a new 6-shooter. Anxious and excited. Perfecting the draw technique. I managed to bumble a few shots in.

The weather got increasingly worse as we continued toward mt starr king, the first peak. The fear crept in heavy as we ascended to ¾ of the way up. It’s a distance that cannot be descended quickly. We were invested. It was the cloudiest, snowiest, snowiest, windiest hike I’ve witnessed. With five winter hikes under my belt, I had apparently been blessed with good weather so far. A series of what-ifs sank in. What if we slip we haven’t seen anyone yet and I don’t know if the people we told about our whereabouts would do anything quickly enough. Would they realize the haste? Can you run in this mess? Maybe a seasoned rescuer who has the endurance that I don’t could cover ground well enough to get to the scene. Conversation quelled these some.

Detailed photo of pine branches and needles saturated in snow and ice
Ice saturation

The top

Between the peaks is one mile and mostly flat. However, due to the conditions the trail was mostly blown in. Just like that, snowshoes were mentally added to the list of gear to get.

“Trail-breakers” were also added to the list of those who previously went unappreciated. What a task!

On starr king, we did cross paths with two groups. Exchanged the photo favor and bid farewells.

Waterbottle filled with a celebratory liqeur, trail sign, and hiking poles on a snow covered ground
Waterbottle with celebratory limoncello at the waumbek summit
two hiking poles sticking out of the snow with a sled off to one side
Poles and sled

Two reasons for spectacular sledding

1. The grade

The annoyance on the way up was absolutely perfect for coming down on my trusty sled. Slow, controllable, enough to let gravity do the work.

Prior sledding trips I’ve questioned the efficiency of sledding down. On a steeper route, you’d speed along for a sprint, fall over on the trail or off the edge, giggle / hee-haw, get back up and do it again. Tested by other hikers walking behind, as a constant, the “sprint stop sprint stop” method equalled their pace. The slow sled-run is the way to go. Efficiency was not in question. It saved many, many, many minutes and muscles.

2. The forest

My last (4) sledding endeavors had the trees tightly edge the trail, like marblehead’s cobbled roads, a hard bumper. If one were to go off of the trail, they would likely bump one. On waumbek, the forest life was not the edge, the path was. This allowed for the bobsled effect, smooth corners, leaning and all. Bliss. Joy. And enough freedom to pull out my camera for a pic.

It should also be noted that the distance we could see ahead gave extra confidence to pull up on the breaks and open her up. No blind turns.

hiker taking off their microspikes at the trailhead parking lot in snowy, gray
Unpacking, the hike is complete
snow in the foreground, snow-capped mountains in the mid-ground, and a big beautiful blue sky in the background.
Of course, the ride home was clear and blue.