Day 133, 7/11/15
Start: Mt. Greylock, Bascom Lodge
Finish: Congdon Shelter
Miles Hiked: 20.4
Miles To Go: 582.5
Overall Miles Hiked: 1606.7
With big miles on our minds, we left the lodge early and made the near 3,000 ft. descent into Williamstown, MA. In town we visited a Stop & Shop and loaded up on resupply items like Knorr’s Pasta Sides, tuna, ramen, candy bars, pop tarts and other items. We got enough to last 5 days which will be our longest stretch in between towns in a very long time. I’m going to miss our near daily visits into town for food!
Just next door to the market was a Papa Johns that gave a 50% discount to hikers, so I along with Rock Boat and Jeopardy, ordered a pizza.
It was almost noon and we still had 14 miles to go, the first of which went over 2,000 ft. up… Not fun with a large pizza in your belly! On the way up, we joined forces with Doc and Forward, two hikers we have been crossing paths with for several weeks. We were all delighted when a sign informed us we had just crossed into Vermont!
The A.T. follows the path of the Vermont Long Trail for 105 miles before going their separate ways – The A.T. to New Hampshire and the Long Trail to Canada. We took some photos then continued hiking through mud for the rest of the day. I fell twice, Rock Boat and Doc once – stupid mud!
At first, we tried to jump from rock to rock or upon sticks to avoid the mud, but by the end of the day, we were so filthy it didn’t matter, so we just walked right through it. I hiked with Doc for most of the day. He is am avid hunter and spear fishermen and at 49 years old, a strong hiker. Back home, he works as a veterinarian and it was nice passing the time with him. We all made it to camp tired and muddy, baths would have to wait, sleep would not!
Day 134, 7/12/15
Start: Congdon Shelter
Finish: Story Spring Shelter
Miles Hiked: 23.3
Miles To Go: 559.2
Overall Miles Hiked: 1630
It’s getting harder and harder to get going in the morning. I am usually the last out of camp. Part of the reason is that my body needs more sleep to recover, but I think it also has to do with my lack of motivation to start yet another assbusting day. Long gone are the “easy” days of 1,000 ft. summits and the occasional almost flat hiking. On the bright side, the change in terrain signifies just how close I am to being done with this. It may seem like I don’t enjoy hiking very much and only want it to be over so I can return home; this is precisely the case. But at least I’m not alone with these thoughts. I can honestly say I do not know one other hiker who still wants to be out here. We all curse the trail daily and openly wish the A.T. was only 1700 miles long.
Why are we still out here then? Because we have to. We are all prisoners of the trail and we cannot go home until we climb Katahdin. For most of the day, Doc, Forward, Jeopardy, Rock Boat, and I discussed how badly we want to be done with all this. When asked if anyone has plans to make another long distance hike, we all said, “No!!” Doc said he is giving away all his gear when he’s done and Rock Boat said he is just going to burn it atop Katadhin. I would love to make some smaller hikes in the future, maybe a few days at most, but this long distance thing is over for PoBoy! Rant over, back to today’s hike…
The first 15 miles were predominately uphill as we summited Little Pond Mountain and Glastenbury Mountain. I enjoy hiking in the mountains more than the valleys that we saw from Northern Virginia through Massachusetts. The mountains have higher and longer ascents and descents, while the valleys bring you up and down over and over until your muscles are just shredded. It’s easier to get into a groove who you are going up and down for longer periods of time.
Vermont has some tough trail and it is very muddy, but the woods are some of the most beautiful I have seen along the trail so far. The forest is covered with spruce and fir trees and is more open; I don’t feel as claustrophobic as I did with the states before. It’s still the green tunnel, but at least now it’s a bigger tunnel!
Day 135, 7/13/15
Start: Story Spring Shelter
Finish: Bromley Shelter
Miles Hiked: 23.1
Miles To Go: 536.1
Overall Miles Hiked: 1653.1
We had some uninvited guests last night in our campsite. Around 11:00PM, a section hiker tented just a few yards away from us started making a lot of noise and turned on his flashlight. Apparently some “critters” were after his food bag. He hung it up higher, but that didn’t stop whatever animals were after a free meal from investigating our camp. I heard something scurrying outside my tent, but since it wasn’t a bear, I was able to get right back to sleep. Rock Boat said the noises continued for another few hours.
I remember a few times early on when I would hear strange noises at night and have a hard time trying to sleep. Now, I still hear stuff, but am able to sleep just fine. If it’s a bear that wants to eat me then it’s going to eat me whether I’m sleeping or not. If it’s a bear that doesn’t want to eat me, or any other animal, then I’m good to go. Either way, I’m sleeping!
I got out of camp pretty early and immediately made the climb up Stratton Mountain. It was on this mountain that Benton MacKaye developed his idea regarding the creation of the Appalachian Trail in 1921.
It was a hot climb up and I was drenched in sweat. Thankfully, there was a fire tower on top of the mountain, so I dried my shirt out in the sun while I hung out with Rock Boat and enjoyed the view.
At the base of the mountain is Stratton Pond and it was an absolutely beautiful spot for lunch. I could have stayed there all day, but I have to make some miles over the next few days so I can meet my wife and parents between Rutland, VT and Hanover, NH in just 4 days.
Just before the shelter, Rock Boat and I met a southbounder who started in Maine and is hiking the A.T. South to Georgia. We swapped info on what to expect and wished each other well. We are starting to see southbounders with increasing frequency although there are not nearly as many of them as us northbounders.
Day 136, 7/14/15
Start: Bromley Shelter
Finish: Greenwall Shelter
Miles Hiked: 22.6
Miles To Go: 513.5
Overall Miles Hiked: 1675.7
Rock Boat, Jeopardy and I have developed a pattern over the last week or so. Rock Boat leaves camp first, then Jeopardy and I head out around the same time. I hike faster than Jeopardy and catch Rock Boat before lunch. Rock Boat and I hike together until 4-5 miles before camp, then I hike faster and get to camp first. Rock Boat comes in not long after and Jeopardy strolls in just before dark. Now, this isn’t always the case, but it happens more times than not!
After leaving the shelter, I made it to the top of Bromley Mountain where a ski lift sits waiting for winter. For the next several miles, I was walking through spruce and balsam fir forests and it was beautiful. As promised, I caught up to Rock Boat just before lunch and hiked with him the rest of the day.
We met 2 section hikers on top of Baker Peak and sat and chatted with them for about an hour before making it downhill to Little Rock Pond Shelter.
From here, we had 5 miles left to go and plenty of time to do it, so I took advantage of the lake stretched out before me and went for a swim. It was cold at first, but it felt great to get several days of sweat off me. The dip in the lake gave me the boost I needed to hike the remaining miles. I’m sure I smelled a lot better as well!