Lonesome Lake and the draw of the ice

Janelle power over Lonesome Lake under the massive bulk of Cannonball Mountain,

Janelle powers over Lonesome Lake under the massive bulk of Cannonball Mountain,

Janelle sits on the frozen pond, slowly scraping away the frosty snow until she reaches the ice.

We’re having a bluebird day on Lonesome Lake, surrounded by mountains; the Kinsmen to our west and the Franconia Ridge towering above the trees to the east. The huge hump of the Cannonball rises like a camel’s back to the north, the mountain’s ledges pour ice down toward the lake.

A scorching wind whips over the lake in relentless bursts, picking up the fine snow-ice and flinging it in tight swirls over the hard surface, like a white desert wind storm.

But the girl does not care. She’s bundled tight and turns her back to the wind. This hike to the lake and then to Lonesome Lake Hut has been a long time in the making. It’s her first time to an AMC Hut, and her first time walking over a frozen lake, both experiences she has begged for and looked forward to. And now, the day after a major storm, the mountain Gods have given us a perfect morning. It’s cold, but not frigid. Small wispy clouds lend the lake basin a true mountain feel. And the trail up to Lonesome Lake is well broken out and mellow.

Tough Cookie's first AMC Hut!

Tough Cookie’s first AMC Hut!

I’m not sure what she’s doing, but there’s no need for us to hurry. So I just lift my collar against the wind and sit down next to her, there in the middle of a lake, and enjoy the day.

“Ice,” she shouts after a few moments. “I found the lake.”

She brushes off all the snow and creates a one foot or so circle of pure milky blue ice. Then she lower her eye to the ice, a couple of inches above the surface.

“What are you looking for?” I ask.

“Water. How deep is the ice anyway.”

I shrug. “One, two feet,” I guess. “You won’t be able to see the water below.”

“Whoa, that’s deep.”

Later, after she has fully explored the hut, she casts her verdict on these new surroundings.

Of the four-person bunkhouse: “We could come back with Aaron, Ian and Meg and the four of us could stay in one room.”

Of the outhouse: “I can use that, it’s clean!”

Of the hut kitchen: “They cook here? It’s like a restaurant.”

We sit together at the table, sipping tea and soup, devouring cheese slices and granola. The warm sun streams through the big windows, and I watch Janelle watch the hut master, an energetic young woman with a ski hat and large, blue sunglasses.

After a moment, she asks softly, “How old do you have to be to work here?”

Playing on the ice, Franconia Ridge stands sentinel behind.

Playing on the ice, Franconia Ridge stands sentinel behind.


Photo album: For photos from our Lonesome Lake adventures, follow this link – Lonesome Lake and Hut

If you go: We took the standard route to the hut, The Lonesome Lake Trail. It begins on the west side of the I-93, but can be reached from the east side as well but walking through a tunnel under the highway. The trail is packed down and wide, a superhighway of a snow trail. It’s also moderate and beautiful. Micro-spikes or Stabilicers will get you there, but wear snowshoes to prevent post-holes.

Our mileage: About 3.4 miles, give or take a few tenth as we hiked over the lake instead of around. The hut is open year round, on a self-service basis in the winter.

Ready to go

Ready to go

Soup and tea

Soup and tea

Which way?

Which way?

Categories: White Mountain Hikes | 9 Comments

Post navigation

9 thoughts on “Lonesome Lake and the draw of the ice

  1. Nancy

    May I switch lives with her, just for a day? ONE day?? What an awesome experience!!!
    (And who’s surprised with the ‘how old’ question? lol)

  2. Sunday was a special day in NH… people were outside doing everything, everywhere.. Looks like you 2 had yourselves a special day too!!!!

  3. Melissa

    Thanks for the great trip report and amazing photos! It was a beautiful day indeed and I was fortunate to enjoy a rare snowshoe close to home thanks to the 2 feet of snow we received Friday and Saturday. I’m really hoping to check this snowshoe off my “to do list” in the next week or so. Do you know if they allow dogs in the hut? I’d love to stop in to rest and have lunch, but we were hoping to bring our pup Tucker along for the day.

  4. Hi Melissa, alas four-legged hikers are not allowed inside the huts. I have a couple friends who bring them up and leave them outside for a bit, but that depends on the dog I suppose. Otherwise, it’s a fantastic afternoon snowshoe!

  5. Aunt Margie

    Thank you for all your work with Janelle. She has turned into an adventurous young lady. So proud of her. Wish I had been able to do that type of hiking when her age. Love the pictures.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

%d bloggers like this: