I'm glad this happened early on. It reminded me how it hard it is sometimes to find the start of a trail. In this case, I found the trailhead, but got so excited that I hustled down it without realizing I was going in the wrong direction. Silly, I know. Sometimes I get so excited, I get ahead of myself. It doesn't help that the southbound trail was not very clearly marked.
This is where I started. I was doing hike #3 instead of hike #4 because I pusillanimously decided that weather conditions were too bad to do the grueling hike #3. My plan was to come back to it on another day and take it down when the weather wasn't so brutally cold.
Anyway, this is where the trailhead was (going north):
And this is where I messed up. I should have taken this way (going south).
I took a quick stroll through the woods, then ended up on a road, following blazes on telephone poles and whatnot.
Then I started going up.
Some nice views along the way.
I was about to go up again, this time a super steep trail.
It was at this moment that I realized the sun was at my back. I thought about this earlier on, but didn't think much of it because I figured the trail was windy and I would soon head south. Problem is I got caught up in the steep climb and didn't think about it until 30 mins later. After consulting the map, I determined that I was climbing the very mountains that I sought to avoid on this blustery day. After five minutes of deliberation and hemming and hawing, I concluded the only thing to do was to throw in the towel. I started too late to be able to salvage a hike out of it.
I had to wait 25 mins for an Uber. Slumming it. Ate lunch in the parking lot.