97-18 miles today from Velvet Rocks Shelter to Smart Mountain Trailhead Parking, 4500 feet high, 4400 feet below, on the marker mile 1776
People of Bougie
Yesterday was a bit surreal. I left the forest and then entered a very bougie society. Hanover or Dartmouth College were having some type of alumni weekend. The place was full. There were many Bougie restaurants and stores and all kinds of things in the city.
Although it was expensive, I could feel a retirement to the comforts of the civilized world. I left the city late in the afternoon and headed to the Velvet Rocks refuge. The shelter was very small and we were three in the shelter and probably eight tents we camped. The mosquitoes bothered me a little, so I threw myself and turned, but I don’t think I had too many mosquito snacks.
The city of the shelter could be heard because we were just one mile away. In the morning, while I took out my food bag and grabbed my same boring breakfast and prepared to go to what everyone continues to say that it will be the most challenging part of the path, I kept thinking that I could easily walk back to the city.
Walk
I went down before 6:00 am, the path climbed to velvet rocks in a very steep climb. It was still very early, but it was a morning in the morning.
The path serpently through beautiful forests when I met Ben in the southern direction. I met Ben a few days ago and yesterday we spent time talking and walking. He had lost his solar glasses and was going back many miles to try to find them. Later I found their glasses and put them in a rock to find them.
The path briefly left the forest and crossed a beautiful marsh area covered with cattle. The path went through a rather rickety seafront.

Water problems
Last night my muscles were very bad. I must have been dehydrated. I had taken two liters of water, so I drank one of them and finally the cramps decreased. This morning I had a liter of water to take me to the next water source that was four and a half miles away.
When I arrived at that water source, I used my spray bottle lid and made a rain of most of my body and my hair. I needed to wash sweat, dirt, funk and chopped lotion. Last night I had to put on the chopped lotion to prevent mosquitoes from tearing me.
It seems that water will be a problem again. The next water source is 10 miles. So I will carry a heavy water load with me. I also have to climb a lot, so unfortunately I will carry all that heavy water for those climbs.

Storm approaching
After loading the water, I approached the climb to Moose Mountain. It was not such a bad rise.
That left around 6 miles to Trapper John Shelter, which was my original goal. I am thinking of overcoming the Trapper John Shelter and trying to find a stealthy place.

The path fell to another swampy area and then began a brutal climb to Holt’s shelf. The path traveled along Holt’s shelves, which was a cliff face that looked at the valley below. I could see a storm in the distance.

We thought that Storm was going to hit us, but we were lucky and I think he has missed us so far. The path dropped the shelves that went to Grafton Turnpike after passing the trapper Johns refuge.

It was only 2:00, so I decided not to stop at Trapper Johns Shelter, but to continue for a few more miles. I arrived at the parking lot in Dorchester Road. I configured my store while I was swarmed by errors. I arrived inside my store when it started to rain.

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