Nice one, Allen and Sam. I really love the snowblade detail.

Two More Gaper Tales:
Last fall I hiked the West Side of Mansfield to get in shape for our traverse/benefit hike on 
the LT we did in October. This is not on a usual trail tourists take, BTW. Ran into only one guy 
all day, who asked me if I had seen "that lost dude" on the trail..I said no. He then 
proceeded to tell me the "lost guy" had come over from the Stowe side, but hadn't realized 
he was now descending on the West Side toward Underhill. Apparently he was bummed to 
find out he was going down the wrong side from his car, etc., but was too lazy or tired to 
bother hiking up 1/3 of the hill and over he made the decision to go West...and 
gomered down to Underhill--planning on hitching a ride ALL THE WAY AROUND 
Mansfield..instead of just hiking back up!

Another time years ago, I was skinning up as dark fell with some other guys to do a night 
ski...around the Spruce/hardwoods line (pretty far up the hill). At that elevation, in the cold, 
as dark fell, my headlamp illuminated a young guy who was lying in the trail...he looked 
dead, but was just asleep or resting, 'cuz as I approached to check out what the F was up, he 
slowly got up. I stopped to see if he was OK...his eyelides were all frosted over, 'cuz he had 
been laying in the snow half-asleep for a while, and his breath had frozen on all his 
eyelashes, etc...he said he was just "tired" and that he had friends up ahead, and he had just 
been laying down to rest for a while...I told him to keep moving and not lie in the trail 
anymore...we never saw him again. I guess he lived.

Oh, then there is the famous saga of Johnny Bread-bags, but Scotty D tells that one better 
than me...

On Tue, 5 Feb 2008 09:37:28 -0500, Allen Taylor <[log in to unmask]> wrote:

>So anyways, Sam and I went up to the smuggs side of the notch
>yesterday to do a little ice climbing. We were at the workout wall by
>the road, it was a great day and I was climbing in a t-shirt.
>During sam's second climb i saw something out of the corner of my eye,
>It was none other than a huge gaper trying to make it through the
>woods on snow blades with no poles. I pointed out the sighting to sam.
>The person then continued to ski on to 108 and say "hey there's a road
>here". He then proceeded to ski down the road to where sam and I were
>ice climbing and gape. I first asked him weather he knew there was a
>road here when he dropped, he said no but he figured he would come out
>somewhere, I then informed him that many survival situations arise
>that way. By this time two equally gaping snowboarders had joined him.
>I also came to learn that they had come from spruce peak. It was then
>my upmost joy to inform them that they were not only in the wrong ski
>resort but also in the wrong town. I told them their only option was
>to hike back through the notch on 108. I guess they didn't really
>believe me because they kept going into to smuggs. They parted by
>commenting on what great "adventurists" sam and I were and how
>everyone needed a little adventure (i think referring to their
>exploit). Now I don't find getting completely lost without any gear to
>be that adventurous I tend to think of it as plain old dumb, but thats
>just me.
>All in all it was a sweet day of climbing, a good way to spend some
>time when the snow is sub prime.
>As lonely as the mountain can be, lonelier still is the man whose
>travels take him away from the mou
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