Eagle Mountain Trip Report (#13224)
- Signed By: Steve Hufford
- Date submitted: October 29, 2004
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High pointing for the first time, I figure Eagle Mountain was a good way to start, being a relatively easy hike with minimal altitude gain.
After spending the previous day and night in quaint Grand Marais, Minnesot, my parents, my fourteen-year old brother and I got a rather late start on the mountain, about 1 p.m. After procuring our self-issued permit, we headed out on the clearly marked trail to the mountain. As we hiked, my brother noticed that we seemed to be doing a lot of downhill or level hiking, and very little of the uphill kind (which we figured would help to climb a mountain).
Of course, the mountain was not exactly what I was expecting. Living in Alaska, when I hear the word "mountain", I think of majestic, towering, snowcapped, peaks. Eagle Mountain however, was very inconspicuous and indefinable among the other hills. The trail was manageable, but the presence of many large rocks protruding out of the path made walking increasingly painful, as I had developed blisters on the arches of my feet.
About an hour and a half into the climb, we stopped at the lake (Whale Lake I believe) to have lunch: jerky, water and an apple. Feeling refreshed and energized, my brother and I were raring to go faster, but my parents were working at a slower pace. We eventually made it to the actual climbing on the rocks not to far below the summit.
After reaching the top and searching around for the plaque, we took a few pictures and headed back down. Five minutes or so below the summit there was a clearing with a beautiful view of the surrounding area. Here we admired the view, relished our accomplishment, and ate our victory snack: a king size snickers bar.
When we finally got back to our van (in just under four hours) and got cooled off, I was able to look at my first high-pointing experience as a good thing (aside from the blisters). All in all, there was only one major drawback: we couldn't find any Eagle Mountain mementoes at the gift shops in nearby Lutsen, Minnesota to "prove" that we had climbed the highest point in Minnesota.