Featured Adventure: Archer’s Fork Backpacking Trail – Part 3

A Beautiful Tree in the Rain

We stopped to enjoy nature’s beauty even in the rain

*This is the third entry in a series.
Part 1 can be found here.
Part 2 can be found here.

Thoughts of a Wet Zombie

I am thoroughly convinced that the human body is not designed to be wet for extended periods of time. For ages, mothers have told their children that they will catch a cold or get pneumonia from being in the rain. We build houses and garages to keep the elements out. We carry umbrellas and wear raincoats to keep it off of our bodies, but in this situation the rain found its way in. Our bodies were completely saturated. Our skin was soaked causing our fingers and toes to become pruny, shriveled blobs. It’s also extremely taxing on the mind. The trail was still beautiful, but we longed to be dry. It seemed like all I could think about. I was also fretting that everything in my pack would be wet and I would spend the whole night in wetness. Was I doomed to be wet forever? We plodded along the trail wondering how much more we could take…

Rainy Path

Our rainy path


As we passed campsites that had turned into ponds, my mind started to wonder how we would get dry tonight. How would we put up our tent in the rain? How would we keep our gear dry with mud and standing water everywhere? Was there a dry change of clothes waiting for me in my pack? Was my sleeping bag wet? Were we going to be able to build a fire in this rain? Would we even want to, since it would mean staying outside? Just as the last bit of our strength started to fade, we spotted a sign for the “Great Cave.” It was exactly the morale boost we needed. Kevin almost sprinted down the large hill we were on. About fifteen minutes later, we spotted the cave. It had three waterfalls running over it and a creek below. Never in our lives had we been so happy to see a cave. We rushed down to it and threw off our wet gear.

View from the cave

View from the cave of the saturated earth


Inside the cave, previous visitors had built us a firepit (complete with a dry cardboard box) and had pulled in a large pine tree to sit on. We rejoiced at being blessed with dry firewood. Thankfully, we both did have a dry change of clothes in our bags. We changed and had never before been so happy about putting on a dry shirt. I used the conveniently leftover box to get a fire started as Kevin broke out my saw and started cutting up the tree into logs.

Wet, but safe in a cave

Exhausted, wet, and blurry, but safe in a cave


The rain continued to fall outside, but nothing could dampen our spirits. We had a fire crackling, warm, dry clothes on our bodies, and were getting ready to prepare dinner. Upon unpacking my bag, I found that my sleeping bag was indeed wet. I set it on a rock near the fire and went back about my work preparing dinner. For dinner we had a feast! Dinty Moore© Beef Stew is one of the most amazing meals a backpacker could possibly enjoy. It’s such a treat, but because it comes in a can and is heavy, most people skip it. This time, it was totally worth it (especially since Kevin carried it the whole time). As we sat in front of the fire eating our stew and drying our socks, we both realized how happy we were. In that moment, there was nothing else we wanted out of life. It didn’t matter what kind of cars we owned, how nice our houses were, what bills needed to be paid, or the sizes of our bank accounts. All that mattered was that we were warm and dry. We were beyond satisfied; beyond content; beyond just happy. We were grateful. It was a good night.

Drying our feet around the fire

Drying our feet around the fire

Day 3

The night before, we had not set up the tent and opted instead just to sleep around the fire. We each took turns throughout the night adding logs and tending to the fire. So it was still burning in the morning.

Waking up in a cave

Waking up in a cave

That morning, I woke up to the sound of waterfalls, birds singing, and the wind in the trees. The bright sun lit up the cave. It was one of the most spectacular things to wake up to. We took our time getting up; still so grateful at being warm and dry. The warmth of the sun felt foreign to us.

My view upon waking up

My view upon waking up


We finally did get up and started making breakfast. More coffee, oatmeal, and Poptarts© were on the menu today. In my adventures, this is the first time I have woken up in a cave. It’s also the first time I spent all morning in a cave pondering life while sipping fresh coffee. As usual, the breakfast tasted amazing. At first, we talked loudly and laughed about our adventures from the day before. Our favorite saying became, “Remember when we were wet?” As we ate, we both grew quiet and introspective.

Cooking in a cave

Cooking in a cave

The sound of the waterfalls provided the perfect amount of white noise for us to get lost in our thoughts. Kevin found a nice thinking spot in between the three waterfalls. He sipped his coffee as he watched the water fall from the waterfalls and meander down the ravine until it twisted around a bend and went out of sight.

Kevin pondering life

Kevin pondering life

I sat by the fire feeling its warmth combined with the warmth of the sun. It felt as if we had been on the trail for weeks and that this life was normal now. It would feel weird to be back in society with modern amenities again soon. We spent about an hour in silence, alone with our thoughts. When we finally started to pack up it was after 11am.

Bros in a cave with coffee

Bros in a cave with coffee

Saying Goodbye

The cave felt like home after just one night. It had been our refuge from the storm and we were both reluctant to leave. We procrastinated by making another pot of coffee. Then, to pay it forward, we pulled sticks and logs out of the dead-fall in the pool into the cave. If any future hikers ever ended up in this predicament, maybe this cave and these logs could provide them the amazing relief that we had experienced.

Waterfall pool with dead-fall

Waterfall pool with dead-fall

Kevin went back to his thinking spot to soak in the view a little bit more. I sat in the cave and journaled about some of the things that I wanted to remember. We would soon be back in “normal” society and in the fast-paced buzz of life, it’s easy to forget what it feels like to be truly grateful.

Alex journaling in a cave

Alex journaling in a cave

On the Trail Day 3

The hike out was very steep, but it wasn’t long. We stopped above the cave to take a few pictures and say our goodbyes. I am always fascinated by nature, but it’s not often that I feel the level of gratitude towards a piece of nature that I felt towards that cave. By the names etched onto the walls, I know that we were just two of the many people that had been there and we would not be the last, but it would always be a special place to us.

The cave that was our home

The cave that was our home

Heading “Home”

It didn’t even take us a full half-hour to reach the trailhead. The truck was just as we had left it except the bed was full of water; a reminder of the rain the day before. We took pictures with the trailhead sign and climbed into the truck. As the truck pulled away from the trailhead, we knew that this would not be an experience that either of us would soon forget.

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3 thoughts on “Featured Adventure: Archer’s Fork Backpacking Trail – Part 3

  1. Woah! Thank God for caves! I appreciate you didn’t tell me about the cave when we visited before I read this last installment of your “Zombie walk”. However, I do think you should remove the heading entitled, “The Cave”. It’s better for me as a reader to join you in stumbling along and rejoicing in your discovery as it happens. A lovely story of all the things to appreciate about God’s provisions, when we walk through the storms of life…in the woods or in civilization! Glad for your experience and memories.

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  2. I have read a lot about Archers Fork trail recently as I prepare for a trip in the next coming weeks. This was the most enjoyable trail story to read. Thanks for sharing.


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