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Green River Narrows
Polk County, NC
Sunday, June 11th, 2006
Bring on the Rain!
With Johnny and Hiker Mike
Photos are posted here:
http://community.webshots.com/album/551276059NnOSHm
Saturday started with me choking on dust clouds as I mowed my sorry excuse for a lawn. Boy do we need some rain here! No better way to bring on the rain than to go on a Sunday Afternoon hike on the hottest day of the year when there is a 40% chance of pop-up afternoon thunderstorms.
Johnny came up with the idea for an afternoon hike to the Green River Narrows, which are located in the Green River Gamelands of Polk County, NC. After a bunch of voice mail messages, I finally got in touch with Johnny and Hiker Mike on Sunday morning and we agreed to meet at 1:00 at the Zaxbys on Upward Road, off of I-26 in South Hendersonville.
As usual, I was about 15 minutes early and Mike was already there. Johnny arrived right on time and we loaded our gear into Mike’s vehicle and drove to the Pulliam Creek Trailhead on Big Hungry Road.
The Pulliam Creek Tail parallels Pulliam Creek with a nice gradual descent for most of the way. Evidence of a recent forest fire and many downed trees from this past winter’s ice storm were apparent. Fortunately, the trail is well maintained and mostly clear.
Pulliam Creek looks like it might have some nice cascades and small waterfalls, but they all would require some steep descents and/or bushwhacks to get to. We didn’t see any wildflowers except for a few clusters of Black Eyed Susans (I think that is what they are).
At about the 1.5 mile mark, the trail crosses over Pulliam Creek and begins a short uphill climb. At 2.0 miles the roaring sounds of the Green River Narrows can be heard. I saw a path leading downhill and thought it was the way to go, but Johnny instructed us to continue on a bit further, where we found the slightly more obvious path down hill.
This “trail” is about as steep as they come! I wouldn’t want to be stuck on this one during a good storm! You know it is a hot day when you find yourself drenched in sweat while traveling downhill.
From the Pulliam Creek Trail, I would estimate a descent of about 300-ft over less than a quarter mile. There are many ropes along they way to help out with the steep climb. The trail ends up at the spot where Pulliam Creek empties into the Green River.
This section of the Green River is known as the Monster Mile of the Narrows. With rapids with names like “The Gorilla”, “Go left of Die”, and “the Nut Cracker”, it is considered some of the toughest whitewater in the US and is only kayaked by insane extreme sports enthusiasts.
The water level was well below normal and we didn’t get to witness any extreme kayakers, but it was still an impressive sight.
Johnny, who was still recovering from a hangover resulting from the Tryon BBQ festival on Saturday, decided to hang out and take a nap, while Mike and I explored upstream.
Either by rock hopping along the banks, or taking some obvious trails above the rocks, it is fairly easy to head upstream checking out rapid after rapid. I kept hoping for some cloud cover so I could get some good pictures. I got my wish as dark clouds quickly covered the sky.
We headed back and woke Johnny up from his nap. I knew we would be getting wet very soon, but hoped it held off until we made it up the steep climb. But first, we had to snap a few shots with the better lighting.
The good thing about the incoming storm front is that it dropped the temperature by about 15 degrees in a manner of minutes, making for a much cooler climb. Thunder booms were crashing all around us as we made our way up the steep ascent.
I made it to the top first, and just when Johnny and Mike arrived, the skies opened up on us. The cool rain actually felt good after the strenuous climb and lasted for about 15 minutes. Johnny was struggling with leg cramps on the way back, so I used his recovery time to do a little off trail exploring of Pulliam Creek.
We eventually made it back to Mike’s vehicles and drove back to the Zaxby’s where we headed home our separate ways. There were still thunder booms in the distance and dark skies all around. I was sure hoping that some of these storms would hit Spartanburg. I hate watering the lawn, but I also hate watching it turn brown as it dies of dehydration. A good storm would solve this problem for a few days.
I thought I would get my wish as I drove through some torrential downpours along I-26. All the Sunday Afternoon bikers were taking cover underneath the overpasses, and the senior citizens were pulling off onto the shoulders. I continued my drive through the heavy rain, which fizzled out about a mile from my house.
Looking at the radar, I saw where the storm just missed my area on the southwest side of Spartanburg. I am sure Johnny won’t need to water his lawn today, but the fourteen drops that hit my house just didn’t do it for me.
Photos from our Adventure are posted here: