Days 146 – 148 (7/24/15 – 7/26/15)

Day 146, 7/24/15

Start: Beaver Brook Shelter
Finish: Eliza Brook Shelter
Miles Hiked: 9
Miles To Go: 381.9
Overall Miles Hiked: 1807.3

As expected, the temperature dropped into the low 40s last night. Now that I am in higher elevations and so far north the cold temperatures are here to stay. Several peaks in the Whites can get snow year round. Following a waterfall and near vertical, the descent off Mt. Moosilauke is known as the hardest descent on the entire A.T. The trail is made up of rebar and several hundred steep wooden steps secured directly to the mountain.

Rock Boat descending Moosilauke

Rock Boat descending Moosilauke

Cookie Monster descending Moosilauke

Cookie Monster descending Moosilauke

Poboy coming down Moosilauke

Poboy coming down Moosilauke

To be honest, it didn’t really give me much trouble but took a lot longer to get down because of my slow and deliberate steps. When I hit the bottom, I was happy to see Stitches set up in a nearby parking lot with trail magic. Rock Boat, Jeopardy and I ate some hotdogs and donuts before moving on. Maybe it was due to the full bellies or heavy rain but the next 8 miles kicked our ass. The muddy trail went steeply up and right back down very slick rocks; I fell twice. It was extremely slow going and very taxing on our bodies. We hit the shelter and decided to call it a day. It was nice to get to a shelter early for a change!

Wet hikers drying out at Eliza Brook Shelter

Wet hikers drying out at Eliza Brook Shelter


Day 147, 7/25/15

Start: Eliza Brook Shelter
Finish: Lincoln, NH
Miles Hiked: 8.8
Miles To Go: 373.1
Overall Miles Hiked: 1816.1

Immediately upon leaving the shelter was a steep 2,000 ft climb. Jeopardy had hiked ahead in order to make it to town early enough to accept a new pair of shoes from the post office before they closed at noon. Rock Boat and I slept in the shelter last night since heavy rains had been predicted so packing up in the morning went faster than usual. When you don’t have to take down and pack up a tent you can shave a few minutes off your morning. As soon as we left the shelter we started heading up Mt. Kinsman. The trail up wasn’t much of a hiking trail at all, it was more akin to rock scrambling than anything else. For the first time since Albert Mountain back in North Carolina, I didn’t hike with poles. I needed my hands free to climb up the near vertical rock faces that make up this difficult section. Rock Boat and I agreed that simply calling the A.T. a “trail” was not fair. For the last few days, we have done more mountain scrambling and climbing than hiking. When you have a 25lb pack strapped to you the task becomes even harder.

Steep climb up Mt. Kinsman

Steep climb up Mt. Kinsman

More Steps

More Steps

Something happened to me today that I didn’t expect, I actually enjoyed hiking. I’m not sure if it was the difficulty of the climb or the realization that things are drawing to an end but I had a smile on my face for most of the day. It was a hard climb up to Kinsman but once again, we had a clear view on the summit. Behind us was Mt. Moosilauke and stretched out ahead was Mt. Lafayette and the rest of the Whites. The air was calm and crisp, days like today were made for hiking. Unfortunately, it would be short lived. Thunderstorms were forecast to be moving in later today and tomorrow. We took some time to ourselves on the summit before heading back down.

View from Mt. Kinsman

View from Mt. Kinsman

Just before reaching the road into Lincoln, NH we came across Lonesome Lake and it was absolutely beautiful. Hidden high up in the mountains, the lake was currently home to a few ducks and even a hiker or two. As we hiked around it’s edge; not a sound could be heard other than the building breeze through the Balsom fir trees. I know that rhymes and it was unintentional, I’ll attempt poetry next thru-hike! We needed to head into Lincoln to resupply for the rest of our trip through the Whites so we booked a hotel room and knocked out our normal town to do list and reunited with Jeopardy.

Lonesome Lake

Lonesome Lake


Day 148, 7/26/15

Start: Lincoln, NH
Finish: Lincoln, NH
Miles Hiked: 0
Miles To Go: 373.1
Overall Miles Hiked: 1816.1

We woke up and checked the weather. The previous days forecast held true and heavy storms would be rolling through all day. With a two mile hike above tree-line planned, we decide to play it safe and zero. When hiking above tree-line, wind, colder temperatures and lightning pose serious threats to hikers because they are the tallest things around and can find no relief from dangerous weather. Since we had already resupplied yesterday we had a the whole day to relax. Our hotel had a pool and there was a putt-putt course right across the street, what more could a hiker want. As promised, I swore to Rock Boat I would recount our trip to Hobo Golf Putt Putt. After 6 holes I was 1 stroke ahead. The pressure must have gotten to me because by the end of the round he won by 7 shots. The rest of the day passed without incident but I’d like to take a moment to update everyone on the whereabouts of some hikers I have met along the way. Billygoat is rehabbing his knee and is apparently dating his physical therapist – way to go Billygoat! Hula and Blazer had to leave the trail in VA due to a family emergency and plan on getting back on to hike NH and ME. Carbomb and Made It are also back home and back to work before attending school in the fall. As far as the big bubble I was with for the first 500 miles or so, it looks like a lot of the hikers have called it quits along the way. I haven’t’ met or heard about anyone from those days for quite some time. Click, Pie, Blade and Cheesbeard are still hiking and have just crossed into VT. Team Vortex has disbanded but everyone is still hiking. Murphy’s Law, Scooby and Mile Marker are in front while Cookie Monster, Skipper and Goosebumps are a few days behind me. In the last few weeks I have run into Maps and Moxie (last seen around mile 700), Happy Warrior (last seen around mile 200), PA Trail Runner (mile 700), and Wye Knot (mile 1,100). Running into these hikers out of the blue never gets old.


Days 12 – 14 (3/12/15 – 3/14/15)

Day 12, 3/12/15

Start: Muskrat Creek Shelter
Finish: Betty Creek Gap
Miles Hiked: 16.2
Miles To Go: 2091.6
Overall Miles Hiked: 97.6

We awoke to light rain again and packed our gear with damp spirits. For now, our little foursome has doubled. We seem to be hiking within a bubble with some other hikers and we tend to cross paths every night or so. Along with my quartet, we now have Hawkeye and his dog, Lucy, Happy Warrior and two younger guys from New Hampshire. We all mesh pretty well and the company is welcome. The eight of us, plus the dog, all left camp within 10 minutes of each other and crossed paths all the way to Standing Indian Mountain. At 5,500 ft. it was our highest peak yet, but once again the weather robbed us of a great view. All day and the overwhelming majority of the last week and a half, we could not see more than 50 yards ahead of us. The weather has definitely been tough to deal with. Everything is wet, muddy and an endless damp cold has crept into our bodies. The only cure is sunlight, which I have only seen twice and for no more than an hour total. The rest of the time so far we have been blanketed in thick fog, rain or snow. My advice to any future thruhikers is to hike in April! I heard a few trail updates from Happy Warrior and Hawkeye today. It seems a few more guys I started with are now gone. Apparently, one of them had been hiking with a girl he met on the trail. The girl had already hiked the A.T. two years ago and was in great shape too, but was still struggling with the trail. Anyway, the two had become inseparable and had been discussing how great it will be to hike together for the next 5 months. About 200 yards from their intended campsite, he took a bad step and blew out his knee, ripping a tendon. He had been pushing himself hard to keep pace with her. As quickly as it began, their A.T. romance was over. The girl hiked on, our Romeo did not. One bad step is all it could take out here and your hike is over. It is impossible to spot every rock or branch in your way, so there is a certain amount of luck needed to successfully complete a thruhike. We walked into our expected shelter for the evening around 4:00PM. On one of the three walls was a hand written note:

TRAIL MAGIC FEAST

Rock Gap

Friday, March 13th

Late morning to early afternoon

PIZZA! FRIED CHICKEN! FRUIT! SODA!

This sounded incredible, but there was just one problem – Rock Gap was over 12 miles away. If we made camp here, we would not make it in time the next day. It was decision time. Do we let the promise of free food push us another 4 miles despite our aching bodies? Or do we set camp and take a much deserved rest? Exactly, free pizza it was! We hiked the additional 4 miles like zombies to Betty Creek Gap where we would be in a much better position to reach the feast in the morning.

Hawkeye and Lucy

Hawkeye and Lucy

Rocky descent of Standing Indian Mountain

Rocky descent of Standing Indian Mountain

Trail Magic Feast sign!

Trail Magic Feast sign!


Day 13, 3/13/15

Start: Betty Creek Gap
Finish: Rock Gap
Miles Hiked: 8.5
Miles To Go: 2083.1
Overall Miles Hiked: 106.1

We woke up early and traveled in darkness for the first hour with only our headlamps showing the way. Free pizza is one hell of a motivator! A few miles into our hike had us standing at the base of Albert Mountain. The last 50 yards of the mountain are some of the steepest steps a hiker will have to endure on the A.T. Some hikers are even forced to put away their hiking poles and use their hands to scale the jagged rocks. After scaling the nearly vertical trail and reaching the summit, hikers are welcome to climb the Albert Mountain Fire Tower for an even better view. Because of the wind and cold on top of the mountain, the steps to the top of the fire tower were covered in a thin coat of ice. My movement up the tower was slow and deliberate, but well worth the risk. I snapped a few pictures and moved on.

Albert Mountain Fire Tower

Albert Mountain Fire Tower

Rainy view from Albert Mountain Fire Tower

Rainy view from Albert Mountain Fire Tower

Selfie on Albert Mountain Fire Tower

Selfie on Albert Mountain Fire Tower

We reached Rock Gap around 11:15AM – No one was there! We were in panic mode as our great day had suddenly been turned upside down. Most of us had skipped breakfast in hopes of satisfying our hunger with greasy pizza and other goodies. After 30 minutes, a few hikers moved on, disheartened. My group of 8 (Billy Goat, Hannah, Blazer, two guys from New Hampshire, Happy Warrior and Hawkeye) gave up hope as well, but decided to call for a ride into Franklin, North Carolina instead of walking an additional 4 miles off trail to get there on foot. While we were waiting for our ride, a big white van pulled up. The doors opened and eight teenagers and one adult spilled out of the van and charged towards us. What they were carrying almost brought us to tears. Dominos pizza, donuts, sodas, fruit, fried chicken, candy bars and many more tasty treats were being presented to us. The group was on Spring Break from Ohio and wanted to “pay it forward.” More hikers showed up as we shook hands and offered thanks to our benefactors; our words barely audible through our stuffed mouths. Fat and happy, we piled into our shuttle and rode into Franklin. We found a cheap motel and checked in. We performed our hiker chores of laundry, resupplying and checking our gear and turned in for the night.

Rock Gap Feast Trail Angels

Rock Gap Feast Trail Angels


Day 14, 3/14/15

Start: Rock Gap
Finish: Rock Gap
Miles Hiked: 0
Miles To Go: 2083.1
Overall Miles Hiked: 106.1

We took a well deserved and much needed zero today. After hiking 40 miles in 3 days we were sore and needed to rest our legs. The best way to go home early is to push yourself this early in the game. Many successful thruhikers advise taking one or two “zeros” a week until you get into Virginia. By then, your body is accustomed to the miles and the trail gets a little easier. I spent most of the day holed up at McDonalds to use their free WiFi. It is  still raining, so there isn’t much else to do. For dinner, we decided on a Chinese Buffet restaurant. All you can eat (AYCE) places are always first on a hikers eat list. We called on a local shuttle driver for a ride. Beverly Carini arrived to bring us to dinner. She was a sweet older lady who loves shuttling hikers all over Franklin. Her deceased husband was a hiker, so she knows how much it means for us to have support. When we arrived at the restaurant, we invited Beverly to join us. We were not surprised when she gladly accepted our offer. Beverly seemed to take a liking to Billy Goat despite the 50 year age difference. We made sure she had a seat right next to him so they could talk undisturbed. Billy Goat was not amused. After dinner, we all had sleep on our minds, but Beverly tried to recruit Billy Goat to attend a local watering hole with her. Unfortunately, she was not successful – Oh, what could have been! The weather is supposed to clear up tomorrow as we hit the trail again…it better.