Is driving a ton of miles, hiking & turning around & driving back a safe practice worth bragging about? seems pretty reckless. (Now that I'm older)
Now, to jump into the fray, nothing in winter however
July 92 work a regular day (desk job in Hartford) home get ready to hike over weekend & go play Volleyball from 7-10:30 shower leave health club at the in Vernon/Manchester town line in CT at 11:00. PM Goal is to drive part of the way to BSP that night, then sleep & hike after a day of rest. 2 liters of Mountain Dew gets me to the ME turnpike & then coffee get me to Augusta, try sleeping in a rest stop but I'm wired so I keep driving to Bangor (5:00) for gas, Jolt & Chocolate Donuts, get to Millinocket in my Mazda truck wired, figure I'm going to stop for Breakfast near the mill.. Notice in town, I've got the only foreign truck, so the environmentialist says better go someplace with tree huggers like me.
Arrive at the gate at 7:30 AM
Virtually no planning involved but recall a conversation on Mansfield, my first 4K a couple weeks ago,, they said BSP was great
Welcome to BSP
Thanks, great to be here
What are you planning to do?
Climb Katahdin I said
What trail did you want to us, Abol SLIDE, Knife's Edge?
Now I'm thinking slide & knife edge's I'm in way over my head but recall Chimney Pond from that conversation so I say by Chimney Pond. Ranger tells me where to go & then ask where did I start today.
MANCHESTER,
Manchester NH she asked wearily? No Manchester CT! I could see in her eyes the wheels turning, okay remember to go get this idiot later today.
SO I have no water, just a Jolt & a candy bar, so I fill up th empty 2 liter Dew bottle from the brook & head up to the top & back by 2:00 (This was my last hike in old raquetball sneakers) made great time unencumbered by gear, I had a sweatshirt maybe windpants in a small dufflebag.
Back in the car, back to health club by 9:00 (22 hours) where I played some more VB then drove home & crashed until noon the next day. Took one break in ME when I knew I did not hear a lyric of my favorite song, Stopped, Stretched & then got coffee at next area.
Looking back at this, I can't say it was heroic or epic, unless you want an example of epic stupidity that I was very lucky to have survived without incident. (smarter than driving drunk like many kids did in the late 70's & 80's , maybe but not much smarter) It very well be better to be lucky than good.
Also did a trip the next month that started that morning in Glen up Washington, passed a guy who suffered a fatal injury that day, I then drove to Keene Valley slept & then did Marcy returning to CT at 6:00 for the surprise Volleyball practice before the tournament we played on Saturday. We won! That trip was better planned & much smarter, IMO.