RPG Evolution: Hike Like a Hero

After hiking the Appalachian Trail with my Scout Troop, I have a newfound appreciation for what adventurers do every day.

After hiking the Appalachian Trail with my Scout Troop, I have a newfound appreciation for what adventurers do every day.

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Meet Tuckerman’s Ravine​

Hiking the Appalachian Trail is a dream for many outdoor enthusiasts, and the White Mountains, specifically Tuckerman's Ravine, are among the most revered sections. As part of a Boy Scout troop consisting of several adults and kids, including my son, an Eagle Scout—we embarked on an adventure that tested our limits and left me with newfound respect for anyone who dares to brave the mountain wilderness. I had no idea what I was in for.

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Preparing for the Trip​

We packed for our trip as light as we could, with the goal being 20% of our body weight. I needed to keep my backpack weight under 30 lbs. This was easier said than done, as hydration packs, food, and our sleeping bags all added up. My son and I divided up our equipment as best we could – and we didn’t pack tents, knowing we’d be staying in lean-tos at the shelter.

We also hiked a local trail for three hours. I felt pretty good about it, as the trail was challenging – there was even a rope-style ascent we had to use to climb up a steep hill – but it did little to prepare us for the actual hike to come.

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Underestimating the Ravine​

Our trip had us driving five hours through several states to reach Tuckerman’s Ravine in New Hampshire. We arrived on Friday night, stayed over in a hotel, and began the hike the next morning. Little did we know, Tuckerman’s Ravine is not for beginners.

Tuckerman Ravine, also known as "Tux" or "Tucks", is a glacial cirque on the southeast face of Mount Washington in New Hampshire's White Mountain National Forest. It's a popular destination for backcountry skiing. The trail is rocky and rugged, with a consistent grade that passes waterfalls and streams and leads to the Hermit Lake Shelter in under three miles. The trail is narrow but well-worn from the base to the top of the headwall. However, the descent can be difficult as gravity works against you. The ravine also has many different runs that can be as steep as 40–55 degrees.

We started at Pinkham Notch (2,000 feet above sea level), and hiked our way to our to the Hermit Lake Shelters (1,800 feet higher).

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The Ascent to the Shelter​

The first thing that became clear was that I needed a walking stick. The trail is a “tactical hike” in that you have to watch every step you make, lest you slip and fall on the rocks. There is no flat terrain, so you never get to just walk and turn your brain off for a moment. Rests were critical, and there were a few bridges where we stopped to catch our breath. The younger scouts did amazingly well, and after several hours, we made it to Hermit Lake Shelter.

The White Mountains are unforgiving. There are no fires allowed, no running water, and no electricity on the mountain. While there are running toilets, the lack of sinks meant that water had to be rationed and used sparingly. Not camping with a campfire is certainly different, as our backpacking meals only required boiling water and a small gas stove. There was no fire to warm our bones or relax next to. It was a stark contrast to the camping I’m accustomed to.

But there was still daylight left, and the boys could clearly see snow on the mountains. Which of course meant they wanted to go on another hike, so they could play in the snow during the summer.

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Hiking is Hard​

Hydration is key and my hydration pack was suited for the bigger backpack. I didn’t have a smaller one, so I climbed without any water. That was a mistake.

As we climbed, I began to feel the effects of altitude sickness. My head throbbed, and nausea set in, forcing me to stop midway. I sat on a rock, battling my own physical limitations and the relentless assault of blackflies. I had to wait to go down with a buddy (my son), so I let him go on ahead. You learn a lot about yourself alone on the mountainside. When he eventually returned, I crawled into the lean-to and slept for two hours. I felt much better after that.

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Now Do it Again with Armor & Weapons​

In Dungeons & Dragons, characters often embark on treacherous journeys, carrying heavy packs filled with armor, weapons, and supplies. The recommended guidance for hiking suggests carrying no more than 20% of your body weight, a guideline that seems almost laughable when considering the typical loadout of a D&D adventurer.

For example, a character with a Strength score of 15 (a +2 modifier) might have a carrying capacity of 225 pounds (15 x 15). This capacity seems generous until you consider the weight of full plate armor (65 pounds), a longsword (3 pounds), a shield (6 pounds), and a backpack filled with rations, water, and other essentials. The physical toll of carrying such a load up mountainous terrain is immense, requiring not only physical strength but also endurance and mental fortitude.

Although I suffered from altitude sickness at around 4,000 feet, the core rules don’t consider this a problem until you’re over 10,000 feet: Each hour such a creature spends traveling at high altitude counts as 2 hours for the purpose of determining how long that creature can travel.

Movement isn’t fast either. The mountainous terrain was definitely difficult terrain (1/2 speed) plus each foot of movement costing an extra foot in difficult terrain because we were climbing. It’s 2.4 miles from the Pinkham Notch Visitor Center to the Hermit Lodge Shelters and that took us three hours, slower than the Slow Travel pace that averages 2 miles per hour.

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A Newfound Respect​

My hike through Tuckerman's Ravine was a humbling experience. It tested my physical and mental limits and gave me a deeper appreciation for the challenges faced by adventurers, both real and fictional. The mountains are a place of beauty and peril (there’s a running “death book” at the visitor center, with someone dying as recently as March of this year). The mountains are no joke.

As for the scouts? They had a blast. And they got to brag to all their friends that they had a snowball fight in the middle of summer. I felt bad that I couldn’t join them, but I also learned a harsh lesson about my own limits and a newfound respect for my character’s hiking skills.
 

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Michael Tresca

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talien

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Looks absolutely wonderful!

A while ago my group played a Forgotten Realms module that had the party cover something like 50 miles in one day - on foot. I wondered at the time whether the fact that Americans drive everywhere gives them a distorted sense of how long it takes to walk any great distance.
My wife and I were in Cornwall for our honeymoon and saw a McDonald's and thought we could walk there. 45 minutes in we realized 1) it was an enormous sign, and 2) our American eyesight has no conception of distance. So it absolutely warped my sense of time and place and how long it takes to get places.
 

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talien

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Very impressive. I have a friend who hiked the whole AT at one go -- other than the part that's in Scotland, useless fact.

Sadly, the next most D&D part of hiking the AT are the random encounters. Sometimes, they're harmless and fun - metting cool new people with a similiar idea. And sometimes... much worse... (this attack, I believe, happened about two weeks after my friend got through that section)

There was a LOT of concern about bears on the AT from parents (as you can imagine). But as I'm fond of saying...I understand bears. It's the humans I worry about.
 

@talien Philmont is awesome. I have to imagine it has not changed much since I was there decades ago. Make sure you and your troop are in shape. I don't know if you will be going for your 50 miler patch, but doing that in a week is something you all have to be in shape for. I earned a couple 50 milers as a scout. Not something I could do today.

Thanks for sharing this and you are absolutely right. I don't think most gamers get what a walking speed of 3 mph really means. Doing it inside your mall or on a paved sidewalk or even a nice trail through your local park is NOTHING like doing it in the wilds!
 

There was a LOT of concern about bears on the AT from parents (as you can imagine). But as I'm fond of saying...I understand bears. It's the humans I worry about.
Philmont bear story... My wife has banned me from telling this anymore when she's around so now you get to suffer...

Background, at Philmont (and it's a good practice anywhere with bears), every night you hang up bear bags. This is everything that has a smell to it. Food, lotion, chapstick... everything. You tie it up at least 15 feet off the ground between 2 trees. Not just over a single tree limb because then the kamikaze squirrels will jump onto them and tear them open with their claws.

So one morning my troop was lazy (again) and I got up to go get our bags. About 100 feet our of camp. I dropped our three bags and was winding up the ropes while another scout took one of the bags back. Suddenly I saw a big bear mosey out of the bushes about 15 feet away headed straight to me.

Scared I grabbed the two bags, threw them over my shoulders and tried to calmly walk back to camp. She (I learned later) followed me. With her nose sniffing and touching the bags. (In hindsight I'm glad she didn't try to swipe one of them open!) As I reached the edge of camp and everyone was still in their tents and sleeping bags I start calling out as calmly and quietly as I could, "Guys, guys!" "Guys, bear!"

Next thing someone stuck their head out of the tent, and yelled "Hey look, there's a bear!" I thought to myself 'No sh%t!' The commotion and noise that followed caused her to retreat back into the bushes and tree line.

It was the fastest our troop had gotten up and going all week. About 20 minutes later we saw her walking through the tents of the troop next to us (perhaps 150 away) as they were all in tents still sleeping. One adult stuck his head out to check on the noise, when hushed him back inside. And watched her for a few minutes before she returned to the tree line where she gathered her two cubs and proceeded to mosey on to forage elsewhere.
 


Von Ether

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My wife and I were in Cornwall for our honeymoon and saw a McDonald's and thought we could walk there. 45 minutes in we realized 1) it was an enormous sign, and 2) our American eyesight has no conception of distance. So it absolutely warped my sense of time and place and how long it takes to get places.
I’ve lost count on how many new GMs want to make sprawling continents as their first map or for a West Marches game.

Few, if any of them, believe me that just a few valleys will do for our project unless we want to use teleport pads.
 

talien

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I’ve lost count on how many new GMs want to make sprawling continents as their first map or for a West Marches game.

Few, if any of them, believe me that just a few valleys will do for our project unless we want to use teleport pads.
And that's not even taking into consideration other less obvious but still very important luxuries like:
  • Highly efficient and light backpacks
  • Super-thin but sturdy tents
  • Easily portable water
  • Comfortable boots that help prevent blistering
  • Adequate sun protection (presumably, no sunscreen in fantasy times)
You become very aware of how much technology matters as the price goes up as the camping equipment gets lighter!
 

talien

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Philmont bear story... My wife has banned me from telling this anymore when she's around so now you get to suffer...
It's a Scout tradition, I'm used to it!

We've had bears walk through our camp before and had to go on lockdown. We always try to give them a healthy amount of respect, but also proportionate to their interests (most bears just prefer easy dining vs. dealing with humans running around screaming).

Our bigger issue is Scouts themselves, who do things like break into the bear bag in the middle of night and hide the snacks in their own backpacks, and then wildlife figures out how to get to it ... leaving a trail of incriminating wrappers leading from the Scout's torn open backpack to said animal's lair.

Not that I have any specific experience with that! 😎
 



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