Cruisy 100 miles, the alces and all the lakes (day 207)

• Walking today: 27.6 miles

  • APPALACHIAN TRAIL (2,127.1 – 2,154.7)

• Total walking: 4,087.9 miles
• Total rowing: 99.5 miles

Elevation: 500 – 2,402 feet

Logan Brook leans towards Nahmakanta Stream Lew-to

Sumi and I are back friends! After a very limited cell service stretch or Wi -Fi connectivity, I finally got enough to obtain some publications. The trip continues …

I started walking at 5:35 am. You may wonder, is it even light then? Actually, it was light enough to see even when my alarm shot at 5:00 am one of the first things in my outstanding tasks is recovering my food bag. And I have noticed when doing that in the last days that seemed darker and shaded. The hours of the day are shrinking.

While yesterday they had catapulted me to the kingdom, where everything is a hard climb or an steep descent, the elevation profile for today promised the opposite. For my planned camp, Faraout told me that there was a huge rise of 1,890 feet throughout the day. I don’t know when the last time I saw that little one, Maryland. Or maybe not at all in the AT. Verifying the elevation gain of the day is a kind of new tool for me, so I did not do it much in previous parts of the path.

Knowing that this was going to be the case, I planned a great day of mileage. Starting, was Zoom. It was downhill and not too root or extremely steep.

However, after the first hour I relaxed a little. I still have to see an up on this walk and I thought it would be better to be attentive. I am not sure of what that changed with respect to my hiking style, maybe just a little more awareness of my environment and keeping my head in a turn. Unfortunately, none saw this morning.

Most of the small elevation gain that I had for the day was soft in this first section in the morning. Between the camp and the second breakfast, road 7.1 miles and I cover 1,070 feet of the rise of 1,890 feet for the day. However, most of that was still soft and I went through some pleasant lakes.

It was mainly walking through Little Boardman Mountain who obtained the morning elevation. It was not so bad, but unfortunately there are no points of view at the top. However, leaving that place, things were very crossed for a while.

As the flat path continued or down, I looked at an ambitious target for lunch, a place that was more than 10 miles away. It was in rhythm, but when I got to a dirt road and saw the seated hikers, all that changed. When I approached, I heard: «In no way, Stevie Wonder!» Haha in the true unexpected ways of hiking, there was hamburger. Such a fun meeting. He had finished a week or a few days ago, and realizing how much he loved being on the road, Trekking said again. He created a 1,000 -mile route that involves going south on the AT and finally Yoyo on the long path (above and then backward). Always such positive vibrations of this type!

I dropped and had lunch there, and when Burger Man moved on, I talked with U-Turn and Lil Rooster. They are walking south by Maine. While hung, a vehicle stopped nearby and someone was offering cold chefs. That!? How amazing and totally unexpected.

Apparently, this is the crossroads where the Shaw hostel makes its food for hikers who do not want to take so much by the long section. They even took the garbage, so now my package is safer of 0.09 ounces. I could finally do scooting, but it was a great lunch with all kinds of fun events.

One of the questions that the hikers of the Maine section asked Burger Man and I was how many bears we have seen. I said 2, but Burger Man had seen 14. Naturally, we talked about Moosens below. Burger Man Vio 2 and were in Baxter State Park. Well, friends, I was about to change for me! While enveloped Cooper Brook/Cooper Pond, through the trees and through water, I saw a large cow stopped there looking at me. I was fast with the camera and I received a quick photo in the photo before she turned and started moving away in the brush.

I promise that the entire initial section of this publication on being aware of seeing that Alce was already written haha.

A few miles ahead I arrived at Jo-Marry Lake and the antle camp. This was the place I had been looking for lunch and swim. As lunch was already made, my stop consisted of a wonderful swimming, walking in the shallow waters until it was deep enough to make a plop/immersion. I stayed for a long time dried and hung. A group of high school boys and a dad presented to the camp at night. One of them saved me when I found my watch on the shore!

He had 8 miles to continue still. Patement, I did a good speed even though things got a bit difficult. There were some stellar scenes walking through this section later on the day Maine was doing everything possible to solidify in my mind as one of my main indicated. With that I mean with certainty on this Ect trip, and it seems to be increasing the ranks among some of my favorites of the Western states.

Then, I felt something disrespectful when mounting Katahdin for calling him «Big Mama K». The mountain is special and sacred for many today already throughout history as well. From my brief search on Google, I learned that the American native peoples living near the mountain in recent centuries are called Penobscot (https://digitalcommons.dartmouth.edu/cgi/Viewcontent.cgi?article=1742&context=appapapalachia). There is a deep spiritual respect for the mountain, which I would love to deepen someday. For now, I try to remember everyone who has been before me.

Another impressive view of Mount Katahdin

Nahmakanta Stream

I arrived in the shelter area just before 6:00 pm Lindo! I leaked some water in the stream while Sumi did some kayak …

Once watered, we went to see what was happening in the shelter. There was a large group (there have been many large groups in the 100 mile desert) and no food storage locker saw. Then, it was to find a tent a little away from people. I found a slightly inclined and slightly rooted point closer to the crossing of the path and felt good about that.

The double creamy chicken twelve was a lot! Tasty at that time, but it could probably have gone for 1.5 ran packages. Oof, very dense. I had a super pretty food bag, I just say. And I was tired. However, it was an incredible day. The sounds of moving water through a rock field were my good night melody 😎.

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