Tuesday, October 16, 2012

The Trail Was

After struggling for days to put pen to paper (fingers to keyboard) and finish that sentence, I think I'm going to take a stab at it! This is going to sound cliche, but oh well!!!

...THE TRAIL WAS...

Bitchin!!!
Really stupidly tough
An experience of a lifetime
Serendipitous
Everything I could have hoped for
Nothing like I expected
Beautiful

...BECAUSE IT...

Turned me inside out and turned me right again
Made me believe in myself like I never have before
Allowed me to see the world in an entirely new way
Always gave me a path to follow

Perhaps the most important thing about this trip is that is simply WAS...

Summit photos coming soon!


Sunday, October 14, 2012

Being Done Sucks

No one told me that all my friends would leave and we would all have to go in different directions... I want to blog about the 100 mile wilderness and this experience as a whole, but it will have to be in later posts. I'm super bummed out right now!

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Caratunk!

I left Stratton in the pouring rain and hiked, well dripped, 15miles without stopping. The trail, I mean river, traverses four mountains (one of which is a 4000 footer, and two of which are wicked exposed) only to ford a raging brook in the dark and slop into the shelter freezing, soaked, exhausted and more proud of myself than I have ever felt. It was a difficult and very cold day, but the dry shelter was a welcome comfort. To my surprise Traveler (a hiker I'd barely interacted with previous to that night) was huddled in the shelter; we were equally excited to see each other and chatted long into the night! We cranked out a 17 the next day through the swamp, around ponds, across flat trail adorned with fallen leaves, over bog boards and right into a shelter with a lake view! Then this morning we headed for the Kennebaec River, on the other side of which lies Caratunk.

To cross the Kennebec River you have to make the "ferry," a guy in a canoe who asks for your help to paddle you and your gear across the river! He is only there from 9 to 11 am. Traveler and I arrived just after 10am absolutely jazzed after the most beautiful and brisk 4mi walk of the entire trip!

We hit up the local pub to celebrate overcoming a few tough days!








Sunday, September 23, 2012

Maine!!!

Finally here! And my favorite so far!



Seasons

One of the coolest things about being out here as long as I have is experiencing seasonal change first hand! The leaves are changing now, and the temperatures are cooling, quite a contrast from the bugs, bird calls, and blistering heat of summer or the leafless, song less, moderate climate of spring.

Here are a few photos of early fall colors. That's my friend Bo filtering water, and me playing in the waterfall!






Black holes

So every now and again we walk through an area we seem to just be unable to leave. I'm not talking about taking a zero day (or multiple), falling in love with a place, or getting lost somewhere. I'm talking about places that you hike away from but find yourself in at the end of the day anyway! Pearisburg, VA was this way: you hike until you hit a road (but don't worry, if you don't get a hitch you can try again from the next 3 road crossings). If walking through a few peoples yards (on trail), a cemetery, or along the interstate for half a mile wasn't enough to make you feel like you'll never get out of town, traversing the local industrial plant's property 3 times only to find yourself back at the interstate a few yards from where you left it 1-2 miles of hiking ago...

Another black hole exists around Mt. Washington. Because you essentially walk a giant circle around this monster, you have it in yours sights for a few days before you climb it, and almost a week after you descend it! I lined up three couch surfers for us in this time, and we made so many circles hitch-hiking to meet them all that we actually crossed the same intersection three times from each of the three highways that intersect there. No joke, the same guy picked us up on two different occasions, and was super confused; two which we replied "this area us like a black hole, what can we say?"

And the whole time you have Maine on the brain. It's like you can smell that sweet Maine air on the wind from only a few air miles away, but you just keep circling Washington....

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Mt. Washington

Climbing Washington was cool. We had perfect weather, and therefore, were very sunburned by the end of the 12mile ridge-walk we did over this big guy! It was breezy, sunny, and rocky: a tough day of exposed boulder climbing, but as I stood in line to take a picture with the summit sign, i couldn't help but think "man, I'm so glad all these tourists drove up here to tell me I'm awesome!"