Day 39-40: Cold River Road to Big Branch Shelter and a fast trip to Manchester

Day 39: Cold River Road to Big Branch Shelter

20.5 miles

It is easier to sleep in a tent on a bunk, I am learning. I didn’t want to get up early today, but I did it anyway. I am not really a type of person of the 5 am outside the path. The birds and the sun do it to you. Like when those things disappear at night, also my willingness to be awake.

Today it had some small climbs, but the land is becoming progressively easier to day. We had some good views and we found many long hikers. Until we leave Vermont, we will share the way with hikers walking along a path that inspired the AT.

There was a rather fantastic gorge that we walked through a suspension bridge. After that, we planned to have a snack at the Minerva Abelchey shelter. Another hiker told us that there is a magic of trails a few miles ahead in a parking lot. We cut our outbreak and boogied sandwich.

Indeed, we find the magic of the path. This was the real business. Up to this point, we have experienced Trail Magic twice, once in the form of a refrigerator with cold drinks and again like a couple of SELTZER water boxes next to the path. Both charming, but nothing like what we just stumbled.

A man named Cougar without thorns is established approximately twice a week and makes food for hikers. We had hot dogs, watermelon, french fries, soft drinks and cookies. He brought us folding chairs to sit down, weighed our packages and let us collect our devices. It was such a pleasant moment and complemented our lunch. I’ve been thinking about Hot Dogs for a while, and finally we got some!

After this occasion, we had one more climb for the day. In the upper part, we reach a couple of fresh marble rock gardens in pine forests.

We decided to limit our day at 20.5 to have enough time to swim in a river. We had been sweating all day, and this opportunity to immerse himself was very exciting.

We find a section of man that walks from England that we had met a few days before. We also met some people who know our friends friends. A man located under the suspension bridge that takes you on the river threw us to the Butters. It was a very good night.

Day 40: A fast trip to Manchester

22.7 miles

Our tent site at Big Branch River kept us sleeping with its noise of white water. Although birds are always stronger at 5 am. We take our things together and go out in an hour and fifteen minutes, better than our usual hour and a half.

We stayed around 17 miles before arriving in Manchester to make a rapid replenishment. We have decided to stay out until we reach Massachusetts. Adding approximately two or three days of food will prepare us well. We both seem to have excessive snacks when we were in Rutland, so we can omit them this time.

We were sailing through the forest with not much to do for much of our day.

We were walking along a forest service road and we saw about 100 yards of fresh blood splashing on the ground. It was still red. This must have happened; Maybe a deer was beaten or triggered.

The rains rolled, and while we ascended to Bromley Mountain (a ski hill), we were in a cloud. This would be our best view of the day, but it became a great and sinister atmosphere. At the top of the hill, the Ski Patrol Lodge was open for hikers with an electricity clothing dryer.

The Bromley Mountain base marked the way to Manchester, vt. We had a quick luck in the city through another man who has his own hiring business. He left us in the local price helicopter.

There were other hikers who stayed in the local shelter. This was just a fast trip inside and outside the city since we stayed in another place a few days before.

Lunch was in a hamburger that is connected to a dessert of Ben & Jerry. While we waited for our firstfruits, a lady named Annie approached us and said: «Hey, hikers!» A hot ice cream was achieved and we talked about our sweet sweets. Her husband walked the triple crown in the last 25 years. Finally, he discovered that we were trying to return to the path, and gently offered to give us a return trip along the 4.5 mile road.

The rest of our day was a 6 -mile walk to a shelter. There seemed to be storms in the forecast, so we decided to stay inside. The William Douglas shelter is .5 miles outside the trail, so we did not expect many others to venture to reach it. We were right in this.

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