Creeping phlox

Distant life, different names, another ride, just the same

Day 9, Clingman’s Dome to Poke Patch Campsite

Saturday, April 15, 2023

On my CDT thru-hike, I confessed to enjoying accommodations that were nicer than usually used by thru-hikers. I called this platinum blazing, one of the terms invented by thru-hikers to describe activities on the trail.

Yellow-blazing is another of those words, and Polecat and I did that today. The phrase gets its name from the yellow lines on highways. A thru-hiker is yellow-blazing when skipping a section of the trail by riding in a car, usually by hitchhiking. In our case, my wife drove us to the trail.

When a thru-hiker is yellow-blazing, it is typically considered cheating, and the term is said scornfully. For us, this is temporary yellow-blazing. We intend to return and hike the miles we omitted later.

Weather Low clouds in the morning, variable cloudiness the rest of the day; temperatures from the mid-40s to upper-60s
Trail Conditions Rugged at times, a small number of blowdowns
Today's Miles 9.3 miles
Trip Miles 135.6 miles

We skipped ahead reluctantly, but it was necessary to stay on track with our schedule. Otherwise, we would have to cancel our camping and motel reservations for stays up the trail or walk about 40 miles in two days. More importantly, shifting our schedule would likely jeopardize when my older son could join us for a weekend, and I didn't want to lose that. Setting our schedule back a day would throw off everything.

The planning screw-up I made, which was only discovered on Day 8, forced these decisions. Thankfully, our solution doesn't mean I have give up my intention to complete the entire Appalachian High Route. It just means I have to hike it in piecemeal fashion, and that's not unusual for me.

Because the miles we hiked yesterday backtracked a section we already hiked or were not part of the AHR, I've not included the day in mileage calculations.

Leaving the parking lot at Clingman's Dome

With the help of my wife, Polecat and I returned to the Smokies to resume our hike today. She dropped us off at the parking lot near Clingman's Dome. We had to walk a half-mile to get back on the trail.

This is one of the most popular sites in Great Smoky Mountains National Park. We passed many tourists on our way to the junction of the Appalachian Trail and the Mountains-to-Sea Trail.

Clingman's Dome

I'm sure everyone hoping for a view from the tower at the summit of Clingman's Dome was disappointed. Low clouds enveloped the mountaintop. Polecat and I didn't bother walking up the concrete ramp of the observation tower because there was nothing to look at from there.

The mountain is the highest point in Tennessee. It was named in 1859 to honor Thomas Lanier Clingman, a North Carolina U.S. senator who was expelled from office at the outbreak of the Civil War because he supported the Confederacy.

The Cherokee people say the mountain summit is a sacred place. In 2022, Eastern Band of Cherokee Indians tribal leaders initiated a request to change the mountain's name to Kuwohi, a word in their language that means "mulberry place." Some Cherokee may have taken refuge here to avoid forced relocation to Oklahoma on the Trail of Tears.

Note: The U.S. Board of Geographic Names officially approved the name-change request in 2024. I am referring to the mountain by its old name because it was in use when I hiked there.

A sign marking the start of the Mountains-to-Sea Trail

A weathered sign near the observation tower marked the start of the MST. It followed the same path as AT for the next four miles.

The mountain trail is covered in low clouds

This morning's weather was far different than the conditions we enjoyed two days ago. Instead of pleasant sunshine, low clouds hung close to the mountain ridge. The first few hours of our hike were cold and damp.

The trail was covered with rocks and roots, cutting through a dense forest filled with spruce and fir trees.

Moss and lichen on trees

I always enjoy seeing the moss and lichen on trees and rocks at the high elevations of the Smokies. They make a rich textural landscape only found here and in a few other sections of the AT that stand above 5,500 feet in elevation.

The trail descends as it follows a ridge in the Smokies

The trail continued along a narrow footpath that followed a ridge between Clingman's Dome (6,643 feet) and Mt. Collins (6,188 feet). These are two of the 16 mountains within GSMNP's boundary that are above 6,000 feet.

We stopped for a quick lunch near the summit of Mt. Collins before completing the last section of the AT we would hike today.

A view through trees of an overcast sky

The clouds had lifted from the ridge by now, though they continued to be thick and dark. There was no rain in the forecast, and weather conditions quickly improved.

The AT and the MST split

By the time we reached the trail junction where the MST split from the AT, narrow rays of sunshine were dappling the forest floor. This was a short distance past a trail that went to Mt. Collins Shelter.

From here, we would remain on the MST to continue the Appalachian High Route's loop across high mountain ridges. Though we will eventually return to above 6,000 feet, for now, the trail made a long and steady descent. The next 5.6 miles dropped more than 3,100 feet.

Clingman's Dome Road

Polecat and I crossed Clingman's Dome Road at 2:15 p.m. This was the road we drove this morning to reach the parking lot before we started hiking. Backpackers and day hikers met us coming up the trail as we continued down.

Two day-hiking couples stopped to chat with me and asked many questions about hiking. They were particularly interested in knowing what kind of shoes I wore.

Polecat continued ahead when I stopped to talk, and except when I caught up to him, I didn't see any other hikers until we reached our campsite.

Sunshine filters through trees

The trail's condition varied as we descended on the MST, which was also the Fork Ridge Trail. Generally, though, the footpath was in good shape. I only had to crawl under or over a couple of downed trees.

A narrow footpath

Except for some creeping phlox, there weren't many wildflowers to see. Some, like trout lily, had already dropped their blossoms.

Polecat and I were heading to Poke Patch Campsite, which is also known as Backcountry Camp 53. Unlike our time on the AT, where our thru-hiker backcountry permits gave us the flexibility to stay at any shelter within a time limit of one week, we were now required to reserve campsites for each day.

Polecat crosses Deep Creek

Polecat waited for me at Deep Creek. This was the only water crossing of the day, but we knew there would be several tomorrow, and none had bridges. We brought water shoes for this section and put them on before crossing the wide creek.

Our campsite was a short distance away on the other side. When we arrived, we found two couples from Florida were set up there. Only six campers are allowed per night at this site, so we were at capacity, but there was plenty of room for us. We didn't have to pitch our tents close together.

It felt good to get back on track for our hike. This wasn't a challenging day, and the next two won't be difficult either. The distances between campsites and the reservation regulations forced us to decide between short or long mileage, and we chose short.

We can extend our miles between stops after we leave Cherokee in a couple of days.

Who shall say, who was he?
Who condemned, who believed?
To be near, to explain
Who concealed, who remained?

Distant life, different names
Another ride, just the same
Just the same

All the colors of the rain
All the colors of the dew
All the colors of the rain
Yield to you
Yield to you
Yield to you

This trail report was published on