Virginia’s Overall Run/Beecher Ridge Hike

I yearned for a hike.  My heart was desperate for the mountains, and my body ached in ways it only does when not on trails.  Feeling idle is equivalent to feeling hopelessness — My mood plummets downhill as my body is at a standstill, and I feel the slow grip of multiple sclerosis as it builds to wreak havoc again.

See, Andy and I started 2018 off strong — We had averaged eleven hikes in four months from January to April, which may not sound like that much until you realize there were only seventeen weekends within those four months.  Looking at it that way, it was impressive.  However from May to June, five weekends, I only found one trail.  Things happen in life, I get it, but I feel as if I’m constantly fighting myself — fighting the urge to pack my bags and move to the mountains, drop all responsibility, and simply disappear into the forest.

This is what I mean when I said earlier “My mood plummets downhill” — crazy thoughts begin to enter my head, which is why I was lucky to find a trail and two friends to walk on it with me.

It was a Sunday in June when Nikki, Usua, and I grabbed our packs for a day hike at Overall Run/Beecher Ridge in Shenandoah National Park.  We did a slight variation of this hike but, because it was similar, I wanted to post its main information here:

  • Eight-point-five mile circuit
  • 1,965-foot elevation gain
  • Level Four of Five difficulty

The forest was a lush green and could not have been more gorgeous — Sunlight streamed through the leaves while we followed the sounds of water rushing next to us and birds singing above.
34877812_10156338661274898_4123594742225174528_n copy36087170_10156367752349898_2117216940450643968_o copy.jpgLarge ferns flourished, their massive leaves stretching over others, forming layer upon layer of feathery greens.
IMG_3376Above them, mountain laurel became our guide as we traveled deeper into the woods.
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Soon, a waterfall appeared on our left.  While smaller than our final target, this one was still large and impressive.IMG_3408Leaving it, we followed several switchbacks before our trail turned more rocky before dipping down.
IMG_3452It was here we were greeted with both waterfall and mountain view.
Waterfall and mountainsThe massive waterfall on the left is one of the largest continuous falls in Virginia.
IMG_3428IMG_3429Beside it, a summit that rivaled all others.  National park rangers told us earlier this was one of the few overlooks in the entire park with no views of development as far as the eye can see.
IMG_3432IMG_345335026501_10156338662109898_8931857655694098432_n copy 2IMG_3448 (1)What was also striking were the flowers, which stretched along the rocky vista — Blooms of all shapes and sizes appeared to swell as if showing off when I stepped by.
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34934483_10156338663089898_413353828730011648_n copyHeading back, I remember thinking It will be strange if we don’t see a black bear.  The area seemed a perfect place for them — full of protection, vegetation, water.  I looked around, sensing they were close but hidden.  Beecher Ridge is known for having one of the highest concentrations of black bears in Shenandoah.  In fact, the chance of encountering one is so high, our directions even threw in “This is one hike where you are most likely to catch a glimpse of a black bear in the wild.”

I couldn’t get the thought of the animals out of my mind so I paused, almost willing their camouflage to disappear so they could be seen and it was then — honestly and truly — a black bear appeared on my right.IMG_3481Concealed in thick foliage and limbs, it’s rump faced us, waving lazily back and forth as it foraged for food.

“Bear . . . ” I whispered to Nikki and Usua, causing them to immediately stop and turn.  “Shhh,” I motioned my finger to my mouth as I pointed into the forest.  Tiptoeing back towards me, the three of us bent and stretched on our toes to see it.  The bear paused, sensing us, and raised its head — our eyes meeting — before turning back and sniffing more.IMG_3494IMG_3489The bear was, what I’m guessing, a teenager — One unconcerned with humans (which was good) so we soon moved on too as the rain continued, harder on our shoulders.

Our path quickly turned to stream then thick mud as we followed it the last few miles to the parking lot. IMG_3499IMG_3403.jpg
In the past, I had been the one to dance around mud and streams with new boots on, but this day I walked through the brown sludge and water, allowing the mud to rise over my boots.  I was hiking again, after a hiatus from the forest, and I wanted to see that mud, smell that dirt, feel that rain on my body until it filled me.  I wanted to breathe in as much of those woods as my lungs could take and hold it inside of me with the hopes that it would last until next time.

I had missed the mountains and its forests, oh how I missed them, so much so that when I finished walking and replaced my boots for sandals on the drive home, my brand new boots looked like this and I couldn’t have been happier.
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Author: L

Hi there! I am the impulsive do-er, the jumper, the one tugging to move past comfort zones to embrace a life of sheer surprise. I am a writer -- a pursuer of stories -- because I believe in the destination over the journey. I am a chaser of sunrises and sunsets and cherisher of the moments between. I have an overwhelming curiosity, an insatiable desire travel, and an obsessive yearn to turn dreams into realities. For all of these reasons, the word that best summarizes who I am is "seeker" -- I am forever a seeker.

2 thoughts

  1. Hi Bezzy. Another good read. And you saw a BEAR !! When did you get your Zamberlans’ ? I always fancied getting myself a pair ! Hope thy work out for you .. Love, Midad. xx

    1. Hi, medad! Yep, another bear! I was surprised to see it without Andrew though — It seems the combination of us together always brings forth bears!
      I got a pair of Zamberlans a few months ago after Andy recommended them when my Danners — I tried *three* pairs — ceased to impress. I’m beyond happy he recommended the Zams — They are *incredible*. I feel like I should be a spokesperson for them I love them so much!

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