Bear to Beer Possibilities: Brownfield’s Burnt Meadow Mountain

It’s been a while since my guy and I have ventured on a Bear to Beer Possibility hike, but today dawned bright and even a wee bit chilly. A perfect August day. A perfect hiking day.

As he dipped his hand into the little box filled with potential, Burnt Meadow Mountain in Brownfield surfaced.

And so it was that we decided to hike up and down the Twin Brooks Trail rather than doing the loop to the North Peak. Though a bit longer, it proved to be a good choice as we came upon a couple of bear trees we hadn’t met previously. The first was the best for so many claw marks did it feature.

Even from the back side there was proof that not only was this our favorite bear tree, but it was also some bear’s favorite.

A little further on we found another we hadn’t met before. Or . . . perhaps we were meeting it for the first time all over again. That happens to us sometimes and, after all, we were approaching from a different angle than is our norm.

There were other things to slow us down, like the occasional Autumn Meadowhawk Dragonfly, especially in an area where the trail had been rerouted a few years ago during a logging operation and most of the growth is early successional.

And a Bald-faced Hornet nest that was quite active. “How does your nest grow?” I asked the lady of the house. “With chewed wood fibers mixed with saliva,” she responded. The result was an impressive condominium a few feet off the trail.

Continuing on, there was a cave that deserved a visit so my guy peeked in. Fortunately, no one peeked out.

And then . . . another bear tree, though not nearly as impressive as those we spotted previously.

Onward and upward we climbed. Thankfully, we didn’t have to partake of the heart-throbbing scramble of the North Peak Trail that sometimes gives me pause, but we still had some scrambling to do on the trail of today’s choice.

It was worth it, for we paused at one point and turned to take in the view of Mount Washington.

At last we reached the flat top of Burnt Meadow Mountain. It always amazes us that with all the boulders and ledges we encounter on the way up, the summit is rather like a mesa.

Lunch rock found us taking in the view to the east. The Atlantic Ocean is somewhere beyond the sea of trees.

And though there were still plenty of berries at the top, we never met an interested bear. (Almost 20 years ago, we did when hiking there with our sons.) Nor was my guy interested in what I typically call his blue gold.

Instead, he chose to nap.

As for me, well, you can guess what I was doing before we descended. This tiny dragonfly is a female Eastern Amberwing and this was our first meeting. I first met her male counterpart last month in NYC’s Central Park.

She wasn’t a bear, but in my book, she was the next best thing.

And the Backburner Restaurant in Brownfield wasn’t open when we passed by on our way home, so . . . our bear to beer possibility this time included bear trees but not beer. Even so, it was a great hike.

9 thoughts on “Bear to Beer Possibilities: Brownfield’s Burnt Meadow Mountain

    1. The hiking box was part of his Christmas present.

      It’s a bit like Bald Pate, but much longer and much, much more challenging. But yes, the views are similar.

      That missus, she was a charmer.


  1. Thanks for another enjoyable read Leigh. Your little box of hiking trails is beautiful! Love that you have noted the best season for particular walks. My husband has created spreadsheets with suggested walks and what time of year is best to do them. At the moment we’ve been doing lots of heather moorland walks as the heather is in bloom and only lasts a few weeks. What pretty wings the Eastern Amberwing has!

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    1. Thanks for taking the time to read it, Joe. It’s fun to open the box and find out what awaits. Even I have forgotten what I wrote for possibilities back in December when I created the box. The spreadsheet is a great idea. And the heather moorlands–ahhhh. We were in Scotland when the heather was in boom two years ago. A treat.

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      1. Scotland at heather time must have been stunning! We were up there in April last year. My next blog should feature heather, when I get around to writing it! Too busy crafting at the moment!

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  2. So….what is his blue gold?

    “I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now.” Bob Dylan

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