Mom starts driving me back to the Crawford Notch trailhead at 3:30 am, too early for my brain to register what I’m doing. My fear of heights remains an obstacle,...
My last three days in Maine pass in a blur of excitement tinged with sadness: excitement at finishing Maine’s 282 miles of trail, sadness at parting ways with my trail...
The trail is flat! Dirt trail, road walks, sturdy board bridges across alpine bogs - is this even Maine?! Gone are the rugged rocks, the barren mountaintops, and impossible slopes....
South Crocker and North Crocker are far less difficult than I anticipated: some rocks, a small view, with lots of dirt trail past the summit.We summit North Crocker around lunch...
Cold. I sleep restlessly, curled on my side, unable to stretch my legs without feeling the chill of the ground creeping into my body. The lean-to and campsites were full...
The Hiker Hut, bathed in the soft warm glow of sunrise, is the perfect country idyll. Wisps of clouds rise above the carefully maintained gardens. A string of Tibetan prayer...
Tenacious, Nighthawk, and I hike over Old Blue and Bemis Mountain on our first day after leaving The Cabin. Maine serves up more of the typical Maine terrain: slippery slabs,...
