Waking up in the cold again had me moving, anything to keep warm. I was packed up in a hurry and so was everyone else. We were determined to get on with the day, the cold was draining us and beating us down. I passed Flailing quickly on the way up the first mountain. My … Continue reading Out front and down first
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Missing Person
Waking up I wen to the privy and to the shelter. Flailing had a fire going already and had chosen to not wake us up. I surveyed the untouched gear in the shelter and packed up my stuff quickly. The belongings in the shelter troubled me, each item placed so specifically. The sleeping bag, laid … Continue reading Missing Person
Cold Hard Luck
I was awoken to the sounds of fire, first thing that morning. Staring at my tent wall, I could see the mirage of air on the other side. Someone had made a fire and was trying to get us out of bed. The air below 30, kept me inside my sleeping bag for as long … Continue reading Cold Hard Luck
Too cold to walk
Waking up in the freezing get cold was brutal. It had dropped so much so quickly that none of us were prepared. The first thing on my mind easy getting the fire restarted. Walking back out to the road for some birch I happened to turn right and low and behold a moose. Just as … Continue reading Too cold to walk
Road walking and resupply
Leaving the shelter, I was behind the others. Everyone had set out at thier own pace and Flailing was far ahead. I spent my morning thinking, of home, friends, family. Letting my thoughts drift off as easily as they came. The quiet moments on the trail afford many thoughts and time spent lost deep in … Continue reading Road walking and resupply
Took all day to hitch
We had gotten lucky and recieved some sweet trail magic from a local. He had put us up for the night at his house and allowed us the use of the kitchen and showers. Even better he lived halfway to the trail. Leaving that morning was easy, we walked the mile or so back to … Continue reading Took all day to hitch
No Rain no Maine
Leaving the shelter before 8 we pushed hard to get out before the rain set in for the day. the last thing we wanted to do was to be out in a huge rain storm on all the open rock. One slip and I would plummet a hundred feet or so before hitting a tree … Continue reading No Rain no Maine
Fear and Anger
Waking up at he shelter we left again early, well as early as we could. I had been having trouble sleeping with my impinged nerve in my shoulders and rest alluded me even under the best conditions. We had three big peaks to climb before hitting the dreaded mile for me. Flailing and I took … Continue reading Fear and Anger
Maine
Leaving our haven we set out fairly early, the goal was Maine. We wanted to get out of New Hampshire and into the last bit of our journey. Just a few mountains in our way, ironically Mount Success was in our way and it called to be conquered. We all set out together, Earthling way … Continue reading Maine
Lake of Dreams
Leaving town we were blessed with great weather, the perfect kind of fall weather. Cold, crisp air, the kind of chill that disappears when you walk for a few minutes. i was sad to not be able to enjoy it. My lungs felt heavy, filled with liquid, making it harder for me to take in … Continue reading Lake of Dreams
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