Berryman Trail

Berryman Trail — Day Four stats and a summary of the trip. Three-minute read.

Hike over back at the Berryman Campground Trailhead.

The Berryman Trail, December 2024.

Gary ready to start out on the last leg of the trip. Another three hours or so and I should be in my nice warm car heading home!

Bad Decisions Make Good Stories. It’s coming up on midday, and I’m packed, ready for the last six miles back to the trailhead. It turns out my ‘Bad Decision’ to carry on with my hike on Day Two was a good decision after all.

Breakfast treat, a Pop-Tart.

View from my hammock. The Berryman Trail, December 2024.

Day Four — Making breakfast. It was quite cold last night — 36 Degrees — and it’s pretty damp, too, so it feels colder than it is. A Pop-Tart, ginger and orange tea, with biscuits and gravy will soon warm things up.

Camped at sunset. The colors were glorious. Plus a summary of the day’s stats. +1

Camped at sunset. The colors were glorious.

Trail-side pretties. Unfortunately, my cell phone camera couldn’t do it justice. One-minute read.

Trail-side pretties. Unfortunately, my cell phone camera couldn’t do it justice.

Gary crossing Floyd Tower Road. Now it really feels like I’m on the last lap. I arrived at Floyd Tower Road just before three p.m. only a couple of hours of daylight left, and I have still got to get to my campsite and set up camp.

Trail conditions on the East Segment of the Berryman Trail. The section of trail from the road crossing of State Highway W to Floyd Tower Road (FR2265) is a bit more isolated than the West Segment. Parts of it run along the original trail route.

A trail marker for the original Berryman Trail — when the trail was considerably shorter.

Trail conditions on the East Segment of the Berryman Trail.

The things people leave behind — a hillbilly hunting hide.

Seventeen miles down, another ten or so to go.

Brazil Creek. I arrived at Brazil Creek at twelve-fifteen. I stopped and ate some trail snacks while I toyed with the idea of not taking on any extra water and relying on the small spring where I’d be camping. +1

Packing up camp. After a breakfast of biscuits and gravy and a cup of Ginger and Orange tea, I packed up camp and was back on my way just before eleven-thirty. It felt cold, with a brisk wind and damp air.

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