I felt like hiking a mountain I hadn’t hiked before, and as I searched on the internet for amazing places near my house, I was reminded of Mount Abraham – known as Mount Abram by many locals.
It is among Maine’s highest mountains, reaching 4,049 feet at the summit.
Actually, getting there is a bit of an adventure…
To get there…From the junction of ME 27 and ME 16 in Kingfield, drive north on ME 27 for 0.5 mile, crossing a bridge over the Carrabassett River en route. Turn left (west) onto West Kingfield Rd. After about 3 miles, the road turns to gravel. You will reach a sort of crossroads within the next 1/2 mile, and here you go straight ahead on Rapid Stream Road. At 6 miles, reach a major fork. Take the left road, and you will see a pair of boots on a tree and a small parking area. You can see where a bridge is out. Park there and start walking.
You have to cross 2 substantial streams right away – it turns out this is pretty tough to do without getting wet.
Or maybe I am just clumsy.
Next time I would bring a pair of Crocs or something along, (put boots/socks in pack for this short stretch) and wear those to cross the streams and then toss them in my pack so I don’t have wet feet the entire hike.
After you cross the second stream, the road forks, take the right road and walk about .5 mile from there to the trailhead, which sits in a sort of T intersection. The sign for the trailhead is straight ahead.
From here, it is 4 miles of blue blazes to the summit of Mount Abraham. The trail is pretty flat and easy for the first 2.5 miles, with quite a few smaller stream crossings (that Porter and Austin used as water dishes).
Once you get to the site of the old ranger cabin (which is now the location of an outhouse and a small campsite), the trail starts to climb.
Within about 1 mile, you emerge above treeline and step into the alpine zone.
The views from here are impressive, the kind of views that take your breath away and make you want to rush and and scramble the remaining .5 mile to the top as fast as you can. At least that is what places like this does to me.
The last .5 mile of the trail is marked by cairns (piles of rocks that mark a trail) instead of blue blazes. You can see a fairly well tread path as well.
After about 10-15 minutes of scrambling across loose rocks, we received our first view of the fire tower.
As I hiked up, I kept turning around and taking in the ever-growing and amazing view around me.
Near the top, there was cave thing that looked like the remains of an old foundation (probably for a fire wardens shelter).
I checked it out, there was a very old sleeping bag, a bunch of beer cans, and some moldy tupperware inside.
Finally we were on top!
The views up here would leave anyone speechless. Especially when western Maine’s foliage is peaking.
It was so gorgeous, warm with a slight breeze (I really don’t want to know what this place is like in nasty weather). We relaxed on top – I ate 2 brownies and the dogs took a nap.
I was completely shocked that we had the mountain to ourselves for a solid hour – this place is amazing.
Just when we were ready to (reluctantly) head down, some folks came up the trail and were kind enough to take a picture of Porter and me.
We met a few more people who were heading up as we were heading down, which made me feel good – plenty of people know about this amazing place, I am just really weird and like to get up early to hike.
I highly recommend this hike – while some folks may feel it is a longer day hike, it is fairly easy and the rewards for your effort are just incredible. For me I was able to knock off another Maine 4000 footer, and discovered another new favorite place (in truth, they are all my favorite places).
Thanks for reading!
Mandy & Porter