Skipping 50 miles gave us the possibility for some days of rest and checking how the antibiotics would effect Soda’s immune system. We made it up to Rangeley and stayed two nights at the wonderfull ‘Farmhouse Inn’ where they were well informed about Lyme-desease and therefore able to give Soda lots of additional information.
Strong coffee, bagel with cream cheese – I am sitting in a Café and enjoy some treats while the clouds outside are hanging low today in Gorham. In the meantime ‘Soda’ is at the local clinic to get checked for Lyme-desease.
Hiked up to Franconia ridge, started around 11 am after hitch-hiking from North Woodstock back to the Appalachian Trail. One woman gave us a mean look and shook her head at us when hitching out of town – life of a dirty mountain-hobo!
All beat up from the long miles and hard climbing up Smarts Mountain we started our descent from Smarts quite late and slowly. At Hwy 25 we decided we had enough for the day and ended up staying with trail angels that night and avoided a thunderstorm rolling in. We stayed there together with ‘longwalks‘ and had a little hiker party with some red wine and gear talks.
Here I go, sweat dripping down my face, shirt soaked as it actually never stopped being wet, shoes covered in mud, working up my way another stony hill or is it a mountain – it looks like a hill but it feels like a mountain. Once again I am asking myself why?
Did I say the Arizona trail was rugged? Ha, me fool!
After celebrating July 4th in New York on a rooftop, hiker trash MASH (Robert Adamski) provided awesome trail magic and drove Soda and me out to Massachusetts. Thanks MASH and happy trails on the Colorado trail.
Some time has past by since the end of the Arizona trail, 800 miles of gear testing on rugged terrain and along spikey bushes or cacti. Let’s talk gear for a minute.
I started off on the PCT with a much different setup than on the AZT, not only because it’s a different trail at a different time of the year.