This was my first time hiking the Pinhotti. I had read a bit about it but didn’t really know what to expect. Starting at Bulls Gap I wasn’t sure where to park. At first I headed up USFS 600 in my Volvo. It wasn’t long before I was putting it in reverse…lol. I ended up leaving the car at the main road. I hiked about 2.2 miles on USFS 600 before I realized that the trail was off to the West. I picked it up at the 1st powerlines. The trail is very well marked and maintained. The ridge was shrouded in mist as I walked. It was a very unusual sight for me.
Within a few hours I saw the reason the trail got its name. There was a good bit of wild turkey in the area past the “birding tree.” I didn’t know those guys could fly so far! The trail alternates continually from deciduous leaf covered terrain to evergreen loblolly pines and rocky ridges covered in turquoise moss to moist auburn grass and lush green moss.
Heath Cliffs was the first amazing view I came upon. You can stand at the ledge like a giant towering above the miniature trees and see for miles. Does anyone know the story of this marker? Farther North around 8.5 miles was the 1st camp site I saw. The steep terrain doesn’t yield many flat areas for camping. Knowing that I was in for heavy rain sometime early Tuesday, I wanted to get into a good bluff or shelter. My first thought was to head to “Kenny’s Camp” on my map, but I didn’t want to pass Horn Mntn without seeing what the Fire Tower was all about.
Opting to follow the road up the mountain to save time I followed its winding path south. Once I reached the top at 2000+ elevation I was glad I did. The fire tower is a giant steel structure towering like a sentinel over the mountain. Judging by the chin link, barbed wire, and “Stay Out” signs I deduced that I shouldn’t attempt climbing this. In front of the tower is a wonderful shelter that has two benches and plenty of room under it. There are cement park tables here and there as well as an outhouse. I must say that I wouldn’t use this out house, but it is there. The area has some old rock walls that resemble fortress cannon bays to the west. There are cement footings where something was once mounted in them. Does anyone know anything about what these were?
I had to make a decision, stay here despite the water limitations or head to Kenny’s Camp not sure of what I’d find there. I reasoned that I knew what was at Horn Mountain and it was good, so I stayed. I found water as fresh drainage off Horn Mountain that I filtered with my Sweetwater. I simply filtered a gallon and carried it back to camp. I had ample time to gather from the plentiful dead wood in the area and prepare for the night. Sitting by the fire enjoying coca I watched the sun set and the mist envelope the mountain behind the silhouette of all the leafless trees. The stars opened there twinkling eyes one at a time to adorn the tower like an ancient spire. The wind roared throughout the night like the base of a large waterfall. What a magical place!
It had started to rain when I awoke Tuesday morning. My first opportunity to try out my rain gear! I put on my rain coat over my other coat and draped my pack cover over my pack. Good to go! I headed back down the mountain and through a large section of a controlled burn. One thing that kind of bothered me about the Bulls Gap section is that the USFS roads run within visual distance of the trail most of the way. That makes the trail too accessible to everyone IMO. That sentiment was only strengthened when I made it to Wormy’s Pulpit. The entire area was vandalized with graffiti. I’ve noticed that the easier a natural place of beauty is to get to, the more likely it is to be destroyed by us benevolent humans.
Hiking in the rain wasn’t bad at all. My rain gear really did it’s job. When I reached Kenny’s Camp I was very glad that I hadn’t risked running out of day light and abandoned Horn Mountain. Kenny’s Camp site looks to be a private hunting camp site. It is surrounded by a chain link fence. That would have been a good thing to mention on the map I was using.
Despite the wet and cold temperature, I found myself sweating and having to vent to cool down pretty often. The inclines and declines are a lot of work with a heavy pack. I forgot to mention that I had planned on a 5 day hike and was packed for it. My gear weighed in at 40 lbs. One thing I’d advise bringing is water. There wasn’t much to be found EASILY except certain areas. One such was Scott Lake. There were a few camp sites on the NE side. It looks like a good fishing spot too. I found a carved tree around the lake near the cascades. Not sure what it says. Any ideas?
I never saw the white turkey feet until I made it past Porter’s Gap. By then my back, shoulders, quads, and calves were on fire! I pushed on through the increasing rain through the rocky top and across the Talladega Bridge. To the West of the trail after the bridge is a cool camp area right on the creek called Red Wagon Retreat. There is an outhouse although I didn’t look at it. The guy that owns and runs it is called Trig (for Trigonometry) and lives in the house to the right, right before crossing the bridge.
Trig told me that people come from all over to get water from the outlet called Chandler Spring located to up the dirt road heading to the north after crossing the bridge. He said it runs year round. If you’re hiking the trail stop by and chat with him a while he’s a cool guy and has an interesting life story as well as an awesome Alaskan / Wolf dog.
After crossing the bridge I wound my way down the hills to a campsite marked on my map. The rain wasn’t too bad and I was able to set up camp before the bottom fell out, and it did fall out! No sooner had I set up camp did it come a monsoon. I was so exhausted from the hike. I strung up a cloths line in my vestibule and put on some dry cloths. I dozed off to the percussion of the rain around 4:00PM and wasn’t able to leave the tent for the next 15 hours.
When I woke up my intentions were to dry my shoes at least and move on. I went about the area gathering all the hanging and standing dead I could find. I made a platform above the wet firepit and mounded up smaller to large kindling. I widdled down some sticks to get the wet outer bark off and made a pile of shavings for tender as well as some hardwood leaves. With my fuel wood ready I ignited a fire stick to get things going. Immediately the rain started back! I thought….ok I’m done with this.
I was able to get a call out for pick up and began my hike back to Skyline Drive. I knew I had weathered the worst, but I was tired and wet and had nothing to prove. Pinhotti will have to wait for another day.

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