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Mt. Jefferson via Castle Ravine
Route Summary This is a loop hike ascending Mount Jefferson via Castle Ravine and descending on Castle Trail. Mount Jefferson is a 4000-footer and offers fantastic 360-degree views. Ascent:
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Trail Guide This was a fantastic hike – especially the route up. I started out on Castle Trail and in less than a half-mile into the hike was the first of many stream crossings. This one was over Israel River and was fairly easy due to large boulders that looked like they were deliberately placed in the river to serve as stepping stones. The water level was low enough so that the tops of the boulders were completely dry. Continuing along the trail, the roar of the river can be heard but it's not readily in sight; by taking short detours off to the side, you can look down at the river. At the junction of Castle Trail and Israel Ridge Path, I veered left to head up Israel Ridge Path; and shortly after that, veered to the right to follow Castle Ravine Trail. Almost immediately after leaving Castle Trail the river reappeared trailside and remained there for about two miles (although after about a half-mile, the name of the water becomes Castle Brook; Castle Brook and Cascade Brook converge to form Israel River so I got to see the very beginning of a river). Although there were many stream crossings, the trail was well marked so it was apparent when it was time to cross. Most of the crossings were fairly easy, although caution definitely had to be used as the rocks were very slick. The brooks were pretty with many small cascades. At all the crossings, there was a small white sign on at least one side of the bank, labeled, "PATH". Paint blazes, small white signs with arrows, and cairns, were also employed to point the way, so although the Castle Ravine Trail appeared to have low usage, it's easy to follow if you pay attention to all the markers. At one point, I found strange bright orange-colored growth on a fallen log. The outer layer of bark had been peeled away and there were tiny orange spheres bunched together on the log to form what looked like, from a distance, a big orange paint blaze. Each sphere was smaller than a pinhead. As I got closer to the foot of Castle Ravine, the brook went "underground". I could still hear it gurgling but I could only catch glimpses of the water when I looked under low boulder overhangs. Also, in this area, I came across "Roof Rock" where a big boulder sits atop a couple others, forming a short tunnel. It was tall enough that I could walk through it, bent forward, without removing my pack. Soon after leaving Roof Rock, the views totally opened up as I entered the ravine. Both the ravine and views from it are breathtaking. I could look up and see the ridge that I would be walking along during my descent along Castle Trail. The far end of the ridge has tall but relatively thin boulders sticking up prominently – they make quite an interesting crenellated formation. The climb up the headwall of the ravine is strenuous. It took me a little over an hour to cover the 0.7 mile between Roof Rock and the top of the ravine (taking my time and moving slowly – but I was still breathing hard). The views from within the ravine are well worth the effort. I paused often to drink in the splendor of the sights. Footing up the headwall is very unstable as there are tons of small loose rocks that dislodge, pivot, or rock as your foot attempts to claim a step. The roar of the brook could be heard most of the way up the headwall. There's one spot on the headwall where the trail was a little tricky to follow: at one point the trail is going up what looks like a "stream" of boulders, but then shortly veers off to the right through some scrub and later joins a different "stream" of boulders. If you miss the turnoff and keep heading up, you'll be far off from the actual trail so keep looking for cairns and paint blazes to ensure you're on track. Upon reaching the top of the ravine, I veered left to follow Randolph Path for 0.1 mile to Edmands Col. Appearing to the right is Mount Jefferson and to the left is the massive-looking Mount Adams. At the col there is a historic marker honoring J. Raynor Edmands who used to be president of the AMC and who was responsible for making many of the trails over the Presidentials a consistent grade and has a path on Mount Eisenhower named after him. At this point, I took a right and followed Gulfside Trail until it met up with Mount Jefferson Loop Trail, where I took another right and followed this route up the final ascent to the summit. Along this section, the sound of Mount Washington's cog railroad whistle pierced the silence. The summit is an open clearing, with piles of boulders along it's outer perimeter. It's on top of the tallest pile of boulders that the summit proper lies. There were views to be had in all directions. Since it was hazy, only the closer views were clear. Although I didn't see anybody else on the trails until I reached the headwall, the summit was crowded, especially the summit proper. I didn't stay on that particular crag for long due to the people congestion, the vicious black flies, and the view of the awful railroad smoke clogging the skies. I headed over to the side of the summit where the Castle Trail starts its descent and found a great secluded seat there – a boulder with a built-in backrest. Some of the louder people could still be heard but I was the only one in that section, there were no bugs, the breeze was more refreshing, no black clouds of pollution were visible, yet it still provided fantastic vistas. I hung out here for a while and broke into my third water bottle as I ate lunch (I consumed two, 48-ounce containers of water on my climb up to the summit). Leaving the summit, I was pleased to discover that over the first mile of my descent of Castle Trail provided me with never ending views. The ridge I walked upon formed one arm of the ravine that I had earlier hiked up. It was neat to be walking upon what I had earlier looked up at; and looking down at what I had earlier walked upon. From this ridge, the roar of the brook below could again be heard. The first 1.5 miles of the descent was slow due to the challenging footing over the piles of rocks. Shortly after entering the woods the footing became much easier with only occasional rough spots. Eventually the trail became quite gradual and I jogged much of the last couple of miles. By the time I had reached the end of the trail, I had seen dozens of toads. Most of them were tiny – only about the size of my thumbnail. Several of them were a neat orangey color – not pumpkin orange – but kind of the orange that's produced when the brightly setting sun casts its glow on a cliff of formerly beige-looking rocks. Some of the other toads were chocolate brown in color and some were the typical beige toad color. 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Driving Directions
The trailhead for this hike is located in Randolph, New Hampshire on the south side of Route 2. From I-93:
From Rt. 16:
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