GA-ME
Wow, we’re in Maine. Hanging out in Rangely for the day for some much needed rest, and watching Earl march up the coast, bugger.
We made it out of the Whites without to much trouble, except for two days of howling winds and heavy rain on Mt Washington (figures). Therefore, we were forced to use two of the AMC huts, Lakes of the Clouds and Madison, with 94 and 40 other hikers, respectively. Here we caught colds, which we woke up with the day after we left the Whites.
The first 5 days in Maine have been tough, as the terrain is even crazier than the Whites. Many of the summits are treeless, with glacially smoothed rock that has a fine little lichen growing on it, which becomes very slippery at the slightest addition of water. Most of this rock is also pitched at a 45 degree, making many descents more of an uncontrolled slide. I panicked on one of these the other day…I was trying to lower myself through a small crevice of rock that was pitched down, my foot on slippery rock beneath me, when my hips became stuck in the crevice. I couldn’t move my feet, and I didn’t have enough strength to push back with my arms as my pack weight was pushing down against me. I was tired of the crappy trail conditions and just wanted to sit there and cry. Philip had to come and take my pack from me so I could get out of my little trap, thank goodness we’re doing this together.
So, 12 more hiking days to go, but the weather is taking a turn due to the arrival of Earl, perhaps we’ll be done by the third week of September. Daydreaming of a bed and a bathtub…and no more slippery rocks!
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