Another day, another drought. We are reaching the point where I am legitimately worry today. That, in addition, the nebulous skies of extreme forest fires in Canada are giving me less and less hope that today it will be without events. On the other hand, there are no days without events in the AT, but maybe some easier days? The lack of rain on the path has made it easier to walk safely, but with the lack of rain, we have some thirsty hikers here.
At breakfast, today’s option was yogurt and oatmeal. I think Ken saw me see in yogurt, and offered to make an egg and egg sandwich to start walking. I was surprised that it was the second at breakfast, and not the gourmet magic, but I think he will also take it a little more easily. We are all really beginning to feel the effects of fatigue. The AT might not be the most difficult pathistically, but physically with all ups and downs, and the difficult conditions of land/path, Maine is a worthy final boss.
Yesterday, I brought some coffee at the beginning of the path, but I forgot to ask for a travel cup, just taking it out of a normal cup. Today, Jill mocked me and I remembered to bring my coffee in an appropriate bowl. We passed at 7:30 and we talked one last bit before I left me on Route 4 of Maine. A few more days until the next city … although I am still tired. I’m always tired. I said before and I will say it again. There is never a time when I want to leave the walk. But there are certainly many days when I want to stop walking actively. I already knew that today it would be one of those days.
The first mile was more or less relatively flat, with some characteristics of cold water, but it was nothing compared to Piazza Rock and the caves. The caves are some of Maine’s largest natural caves, apart from a few Baldpate Rock Rock Rock, and I was eager to take a quick secondary mass through them, even if it cost me a lot of time. On the way there, I found a surprise, both Tode and Peanut. They really wondered where I ended up while walking, and turned out to be here. Peanut did not have it, but Tode and I had a great time exploring the caves, talking a little about our hiking experience.
We will all walk as much as possible, grabbing a ton of extra water before preparing for the Saddleback ascent. The climb itself was not so bad. Many stairs, relatively arranged: the road is made for one -day hikers. But … we were all struggling to breathe and remain hydrated. It is misty here. I don’t know what fires are active at this time: being on the way makes it difficult to know exactly how fucking is the environment. But even without knowing the exact numbers … we are seeing the world burn.
Peanut was fighting a ton with the mist, but with my Californian lungs … I can’t say that it was the worst thing I’ve been. Peantu was fighting for everything and ran into a sugar clash on the road. We started it, and they all directed us slowly but surely through the crest on the tree line. There were moments when I wanted to do anything more than bed and sleep on the way. But I have miles to do. I’ve been seeing another Trek blogger, «Stiches», and she mentions how now, she doesn’t even bother to sit down for breaks, since it means she will fall asleep. I feel that. I don’t even think the zeros are cut for me.
After crossing the horn, we headed to the Redington Stream camp as a party, where we are supposed to see a «stream». Instead, they invited us to a very slow drip: approximately one liter of water every 2 minutes in a current. And … we could actively listen to the increasingly low drip. While promised more water, it is a bad sign for things to come. The other two forged ahead of me, while my legs began to fail junior saddleback. Even with eating all day, the energy of digestion and humidity and dry conditions are making sleep … fast.
I reviewed the Hump of Saddleback Junior, grateful that, although the water in Poplar Ridge leaned down, it was not running, there was a collectible pool here.
Previously in May, I semi-religiously followed the progress of Ultraunner John Kelly in his attempt at FKT Nebo earlier this year. Then, I have found a lot of Kristian Morgan during his training block. I knew that today it was very likely that I would meet him, and on my way for Poplar Ridge, I finally did! He shouted a «which is a late start, right?» And it was great! Although … things were going a little south in their attempt, and not only on their walk. His pacemaker somehow was lost, and he was running out of water, so I tried to help him find water. However, with its additional level of hiker fog, I am not sure how much information I could retain.
Finally, after about three minutes, his pacemaker appeared, and said happily «let’s put this show on the road, brother!» And he wished me a farewell. There goes another. I wish you the best of luck. I appreciate what your career is: your crew is definitely much smaller than most of the others I have seen.
Another day of hiking, and another day of being a bit ambitious with my mileage. However, night hiking is not so bad. Camelé before heading towards the Mountain spaulding bowed. Even with a conscious effort to eat all day, I could already smell the smell similar to an ammonia that comes out of my shirt again. It seems that what does it do, my body simply cannot feed.
The road to the inclination was at least … a little better than going to Hall Mountain. There was a side path to label Mount Abraham, one of the 4000 feet of Maine’s page, but I didn’t feel like doing it on this trip. It is a lot of fun, before starting, I thought I would be lying to label all blue feet of 4000 feet to maximize my time in the forest; After all, I would be with maximum strength, right? It turns out that recovery is one thing.
He ran into Tode and Peanut in the tensioners at night, and both felt relieved to see me. They were really worried about not doing it, but … despite everything, it’s me. The pure willing force can assume many things …
I settled in a good time, and ate before I fell asleep almost immediately. Erased again.
(Title letter of: On The Run, Steven Universe, Zach Callison, Michaela Dietz)
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