JustBob
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Spent a few days at BSP last week.
I drove up from Southern NH Sunday, had an early lunch at the Appalachian Trail Cafe in Millinocket, then walked up to the bunkhouse at Chimney Pond. It was a little chilly, but another resident had the stove going. Sweet.
Monday started out cold, and things were pretty well socked in. So I skipped the Knife Edge and took Saddle Trail to Baxter Peak. The summit was in the clouds, with rime ice and a pretty stiff breeze. Heard voices from the lee of some rocks - a couple of thru hikers who had just finished. They were totally blissed out. The beers they were drinking probably helped too. "So, after the AT what's next?", I asked. "I'm going to McDonalds to eat twenty cheeseburgers." The AT is all about short-range planning.
Headed over to Hamlin in improving weather, delayering (is that a word?) as I went. The clouds were gone by early afternoon, yielding a spectacular descent down Hamlin Ridge. Very cool. Next time I might consider ascending Hamlin Ridge rather than descending.
On Tuesday I walked down from Chimney Pond to Roaring Brook in the rain and drove over to the bunkhouse at Nesowadnehunk with a side trip to the Appalachian Trail Cafe for a late breakfast. The bunkhouse at Nesowadnehunk is tiny, four bunks and about 12x12. I was the only person in the entire campground that night; not even a ranger on duty. The weather cleared and the stars came out. Perfect.
Wednesday I went up Marston to North Brother. It was a little cold and still wet from the previous day's rain. Made it to the summit, finishing my NE67, reasonably quickly (3 hours). Then I sat on top for some time looking at Fort, but just didn't seem to have the juice for it. Another time.
I shared the bunkhouse on Wednesday night with a couple of young backpackers four days into a six-day trip, then drove home Thursday.
I'm already thinking about the next trip to Baxter.
I drove up from Southern NH Sunday, had an early lunch at the Appalachian Trail Cafe in Millinocket, then walked up to the bunkhouse at Chimney Pond. It was a little chilly, but another resident had the stove going. Sweet.
Monday started out cold, and things were pretty well socked in. So I skipped the Knife Edge and took Saddle Trail to Baxter Peak. The summit was in the clouds, with rime ice and a pretty stiff breeze. Heard voices from the lee of some rocks - a couple of thru hikers who had just finished. They were totally blissed out. The beers they were drinking probably helped too. "So, after the AT what's next?", I asked. "I'm going to McDonalds to eat twenty cheeseburgers." The AT is all about short-range planning.
Headed over to Hamlin in improving weather, delayering (is that a word?) as I went. The clouds were gone by early afternoon, yielding a spectacular descent down Hamlin Ridge. Very cool. Next time I might consider ascending Hamlin Ridge rather than descending.
On Tuesday I walked down from Chimney Pond to Roaring Brook in the rain and drove over to the bunkhouse at Nesowadnehunk with a side trip to the Appalachian Trail Cafe for a late breakfast. The bunkhouse at Nesowadnehunk is tiny, four bunks and about 12x12. I was the only person in the entire campground that night; not even a ranger on duty. The weather cleared and the stars came out. Perfect.
Wednesday I went up Marston to North Brother. It was a little cold and still wet from the previous day's rain. Made it to the summit, finishing my NE67, reasonably quickly (3 hours). Then I sat on top for some time looking at Fort, but just didn't seem to have the juice for it. Another time.
I shared the bunkhouse on Wednesday night with a couple of young backpackers four days into a six-day trip, then drove home Thursday.
I'm already thinking about the next trip to Baxter.
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