.....aaaannnd we're back! In real time I'm writing this post on the eve of our entry to Vermont. In blog-time I have to think back almost two weeks to our traverse of the highest ridge in New England. I'm hoping that I can avoid delays of this magnitude in the future - thanks for sticking … Continue reading The Wild and Wonderful Whites, Part 2: The Presidential Range
The first days of fall were quite an introduction to the White Mountains for us. It seemed as if the weather gods had chosen to skip Autumn entirely in favor of an early and extended winter. Mt. Washington, home to "the world's worst weather" and the Mount Washington Observatory - an entity that knows a … Continue reading The Wild & Wonderful Whites, Part 1: Carter-Wildcat Range
The Mahoosuc Mountains are hard. They're intimidating. I was afraid of them. But after crossing the range I have a much better answer to the question "why are you doing this?" A guidebook description: "Five very long miles South of Speck Pond, you reach Full Goose Campsite." My journal entry from the same day: Thursday … Continue reading Why We Hike: The Mahoosucs
It was all that and more... Two hours and one mile later we were done...
It was hard to leave the Hiker Hut. Not helping matters was effect several inches of rain had on the trails. Our first two days out of Rangeley were the wettest we've yet seen - utterly soggy. Rain puts a damper on hiking. Everything becomes damp, feet become soaked, and dirt finds its way into … Continue reading The Sun Will Come Out Eventually
The trail from Stratton to Rangeley took us over three distinct sets of mountains separated by two deep river gorges. First were the completely wooded Crockers Featuring a long steady climb followed by this jumble of a descent... Which gave us a view of the Ski Resort on Sugarloaf mountain We camped just before the … Continue reading Back on the Saddleback
It's been 70 miles since we last surfaced. Our guidebook tells us that we've crossed the 2000 to-go line...only 1997.7 miles to Springer Mountain! Our first day out of Monson was fairly uneventful. Our goal was to make it past both fords of the Piscataquis River before it started raining. We succeeded and setup camp … Continue reading Through the Kennebec, over the Bigelows, on to Stratton we shall go!