The grand finale! – The walk

143 days

2,197 miles

Springer Mountain, Ga for Mount Katahdin, I

I have no words to put a loop tie on this trip. I need time to digest. What I can say at this time is that it was the adventure of his life. I am very lucky to have called the mountains of the Apalaches my home during the last five months. I will bind my memories of this walk for the rest of my life. I am grateful for the body that took me so far and for the life I have. I am so happy to have taken an unconventional and persecuted path this bold dream from the university.

Thank you for continuing with my trip and for your support. I drew a lot of energy from my family and friends to take me at the end. Whether it was as much as going out to walk with me, or even a text message that reviewed me, it meant a lot.

I plan to compose my reflections on my walk and write another Trek blog post in the coming weeks.

7/29 zero in Monson, I

I really did not do much today, that it was exactly what I needed! Shaw’s breakfast is one of the best I’ve had on the way. They make eggs of all, potatoes, bacon and blueberry pancakes. For lunch I obtained a reluctance and a salad in the general store, for dinner a pizza of the service station (it is actually a good pizza of the service station I promise) and two ice cream ice cream. He gave me food today knowing that it was my last day in a city on my walk! Poet’s Gear Emporium in the hostel also had a great refueling, I go to the desert of the hundred miles with a lot of good food during the next six days.

7/30 Route 15 A Long Pond Stream Led-To (15 miles)

This morning I entered the 100 mile desert. I mainly walked on small ups and downs all day. I felt very excited to start the final stretch of my trip!

The beginning of the desert of the hundred miles!

7/31 Long Pond Stream inclined to Carl Newhall bowed (21 miles)

I walked on the Barren-Shairback mountain range. I made 5,200 feet of profit and 4,200 feet of loss in the day. The weather was ideal for a great day: it was cloudy and cooler than the last days.

I walked through the Hermitage, which is a small area with old pines 100 feet high. I also took a short lateral path to see the Augur Falls screw. The waterfall is part of the Gulf do, which is a national natural milestone that contains many waterfalls.

Augur Falls screw

8/1 Carl Newhall are inclined to Cooper Brook Falls Ley-To (18 miles)

Today I walked on the four peaks in the white cover range, which was the last formidable set of mountains between Katahdin! Even better, I got my first Katahdin’s view by White Cap Mountain! I was delighted that my final destination was now in sight. I also saw my first cast today, on the East Branch pleasant river! It was at least 100 yards away. I was glad to see it, because that was another element of the desire list for my walk. The land was quite pleasant today. It wasn’t very rocky. The last miles were dreamy, mainly trail of land and a slight descent.

Katahdin’s view from the WhiteCap mountain!

My first alcentic sighting!

8/2 Cooper Brook Falls leans towards Nahmakanta West Beach (21 miles)

The land was lovely today, almost everything was flat. I still had many roots and rocks, but it was a good break from the climbing mountains. There was an impressive Katahdin view on Lake Pmasumcook. I tried to camp on the shore of Lake Nahmakanta, and swam when I arrived at the camp.

Katahdin’s view on Lake Pemasumcook

8/3 Nahmakant

Cowboy’s camp was a great idea, but it didn’t work. First, the mistakes were bad, so I configured the interior of my store. Then, around midnight, it started to rain, so I had to configure my rainfly. It was a cloudy night before the rain, so I didn’t see many stars.

There must be smoke from a forest fire, because today it was very confusing. The sun was a strange orange tone. The sky seemed smoked. Katahdin darkened behind a layer of smoke in various points of view.

Today I had a last steep climb on the Nesuntabunt mountain. I decided to press to get out of the desert of the hundred miles and get to Abol Pins. Abol Pines is a camp in the northern end of the desert. It has a small camp store with some food. I got an ice cream cone when I arrived and overcome my food supply for the next two days. The camp is right on the shore of the Penobscot River. I swam in him, which was refreshing. I felt that I could breathe deeply once I crossed the desert: most of the hard work is done, there are two more days!

I have been doing everything possible to be aware and reflect on this trip. Sometimes that means refraining from my night entertainment of a podcast to be more present and enjoy the sounds of nature around me. I hoped to have deep and changing life revelations here. To be honest, I haven’t done it. I am mainly my myself, except much harder with a history of persevering through uncomfortable situations that will serve me well in the rest of my life. Spending so much time in nature has been an absolute gift. I think that is what I will miss most: to live in nature for a long time. Learning to be present and appreciate my environment is a very important lesson. An even stronger connection with nature is a great thing to remove. Waiting for the end of my trip has recently been dominating my thoughts. I am sure that most hikers can relate. So I have been trying to resist thinking about the end and forcing to enjoy the process. That is very difficult to do when I have been here for so long and the end is very close.

Sunrise about Lake Nahmakanta

8/4 ABOL PINES CAMP TO THE CAMP OF BRITCHES (9 MILES)

I woke up early, at 5 am, and made sure to be at the southern entrance of the Baxter State Park at 6 in the morning (I was less than one mile from my camp). From 7 am every day, a park rangers draw the registration sheet for the birch camp; A site with only twelve points at the Katahdin base that is usually filled quickly. I wanted to make sure you have a place. It was sixth in line!

Today it could have been the easiest miles of my entire trip. The path through Baxter was luxurious and full of beautiful landscapes. The land was mainly flat, on land and pine needles, and I went through several waterfalls and ponds. I had a lot of time to relax and enjoy all the views.

It’s great but at the same time annoying the strict Baxter State Park. They severely restrict the number of people and vehicles in the park every day, to preserve the sensation of desert. However, the Ranger in Katahdin Stream was a complete idiot who acted everything just when I only tried to ask questions about my summit day. I wonder if they specifically hire hostile people so that visitors feel less welcome here.

I put his hentilancation aside and tried to soak up on my last night on the way as much as possible. I am super excited for my epic finish tomorrow. He feels surreal that a dream of mine seven years in creation is coming to an end. I feel 100% excited/relieved and 0% sad about my walk is over. I left everything out there, now it’s time to live it and shout like hell when cumbro to Katahdin tomorrow!

Big Niagara Falls

8/5 The birch camp to Katahdin! (5 miles, plus 4 miles down)

Last night I slept a few hours. Around 2 in the morning, I woke up every hour, eager to get up and start my day. I waited until it came to light at 5 am to get going.

On paper, Katahdin must be one of the largest increases in the AT. I climbed more than 4,000 feet. He felt easy. The boulder was fun. I felt light while flying through the mountain, driven by my emotion. I also opted to carry my complete package by the mountain, instead of lightening it and leaving an unnecessary team in Katahdin Stream Campground. I took my full package here, so I wanted to complete the path that brought my package all the time.

It was a perfect day at the summit. The smoke of the forest fire of the last two days cleared. I had a beautiful view. Katahdin reminded me of the presidential ones in the whites, due to how rocky and imposing it seemed.

I was simply happy to be there. I did not cry or moved how I thought I could. I tried to let the weight of this mass achievement establish. That will take some time. For today, I just enjoyed the view.

That was the end of my walk. Maybe he wondered how I put on the mountain, so I will include that story. I took the abol’s path to the Abol camp, where my family was waiting for me. The Abol path was ridiculously steep. He lowered Abol’s slide. There was more boulder and a lot of gravel and loose sand on the path that made it slippery. My completely worn boots definitely did not help. I slipped and almost fell bad several times. I’m glad I have come safe.

Be attentive to my final reflections blog in the coming weeks! Thanks again for moving forward!

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