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In July of '03, Shamie and I started off on our first weeklong backpacking trip. We had decided that we would do the Long Trail in sections, one each summer, until we had completed it. This past July 22nd, we finished it. Along the way, we met a lot of interesting people and had an amazing time. True, we didn't push hard and put in heavy mileage days (our average was about 11mi per day) but there was no need for us to. When we started, we had no idea how long it would take us and we didn't care. Being out there was the important thing. Here is the account of our forth and final section:
Day 1, 7/15/06
After leaving a car at the Journey's End TH, we were dropped off in Smuggler's Notch and started off on our way around 3pm. At the stream crossing near the start, the weight of our packs made things a little tricky. We had weighed then before leaving and my pack weighed 45lbs while Shamie's came in at 37lbs. It was a very hot day and we were sweating a lot as we worked our way up. Eventually, we reached the spur to the viewpoint at the top of Elephant's Head Cliff and I dropped my pack to go check it out. It was a good thing too since you drop quite a bit on the way out there. The view was good and I took some pics before running back up to Shamie who had chosen to wait at the junction.
No long after that, we arrived at Sterling Pond and saw our first people for the day. It was beautiful there, definitely worth checking out. We took a snack break at the shelter and then pushed on to Madonna Peak (which is NOT near the borderline). On Madonna, we checked out the newish warming hut and the broken pole graveyard. The views up there were great and this would be the last of the ski areas we'd see until Jay Peak. As nice as it was there though, we had to keep moving as daylight was not on our side. We hurried along as best we could, stopping only briefly to read signs and take pictures in the fading light. We had to use our headlamps for the last half hour or so before reaching Whiteface Shelter.
There, we met a SoBo LTer from Indiana and had a great conversation with him. It was funny, he had thought that all New Englanders were going to be rich snobs. he was very surprised when I told him that we have rednecks in NH and that our mountains are much rougher. He asked if there was a long distance trail in NH that would take him to some of the rougher peaks and I recommended that he do the NH section of the AT which he said he would someday.
Day 2, 7/16/06
Our second day was a bit on the easier side, which was good because it was very hot. After a steep climb first thing in the day to the summit of Whiteface, we then descended to the Bear Hollow Shelter where we took a break and saw an outhouse with a VFTT (view from the toilet). After that, we were soon on a dirt road for a long while which eventually brought us out to VT15. Here, we saw that since my guide had been published (2003) they had rerouted part of the trail to go over a new pedestrian bridge. Previously, you had to go in the opposite direction on VT15 for a little ways until it crossed the Lamoille River. We opted not to save the mileage and went the old route because just after you cross the bridge on VT15, there's a place called The Long Trail Tavern.
We stopped in and the air conditioning felt sooooo good! We sat down had a Long Trail draft and some mozzarella sticks and watched the Red Sox for a little bit. Talk about a trap! Why on earth would I want to leave that place? We met the owner who also runs a hiker hostel called The Doghouse and he had me sign his hiker log. I flipped through to see if there was anyone I knew and sure enough, there was Post'r Boy!!! He had stopped in after finish the LT a couple years ago. As good as this all was, we needed to keep moving so we headed out.
Back on the road the sun was harsh. We were very thankful when we got back into the woods and started our climb up to Prospect Rock. It was a little bit of a climb getting up there but the views were fantastic! We took another break there and took it all in. What a nice spot! From there we went down a little bit to an interesting area of logging roads and wetness before climbing up Round Top and then down a little to Round Top Shelter. There, we were swarmed with bugs and shared the shelter with a local guy and his grandson. They were very nice as was the view from behind the shelter. Great sunset.
Day 3, 7/17/06
The next day we rolled a ways before reaching Codding Hollow Road where there's a great stream. We took a break there, soaked our feet and pumped more water. It was another hot day but by now we were used to our pack weights so it wasn't quite so bad. Near the stream, there is a house set back aways so we were careful not to be too disruptive in case someone was there. It was odd though, there was no bridge and it seemed that in high water it would be difficult to drive across.
After our break, we climbed up the short but steep Laraway Mtn. I tell ya' sometimes you forget how steep these lil guys can be! There were some impressing cliffs there as well as a view. From there is was an easy descent to Corliss Camp which we had to ourselves for the night. That was a neat place and it was nice to have it to ourselves. The bugs weren't as active there but the coyotes were. We heard them a ways off that night making quite a racket!
Day 4, 7/18/06
I always enjoy being on the trail for my birthday and this year I reflected about my past birthdays on the LT. Last year, I did Abraham & Ellen. The year before that, I spent the night with ATers and I got my trailname. This year, I had a low mileage day (6.6mi) and did a couple of 2Ks (Butternut & Bowen). Things weren't terribly exciting but that was good. It was kind of nice to have a lazy trail day for a change. We had Spruce Ledge Camp to ourselves and I thought that Shamie's company and the view from Devil's Perch were present enough. Of course, the little bit of wine we brought was good too!
Day 5, 7/19/06
The next day started off with the fun scramble though Devil's Gulch which I guess is the LT's answer to Mahoosuc Notch though they really don't compare. Anyway, that was fun but the climb up to the lookout on Ritterbush Pond was tough. Well we made it and crossed VT118 and took a break at the trailhead for Belvidere Mtn. I knew there was a tower on top of this 3K and had planned to slackpack it.
This was a tough fun climb and definitely worth it. I would say we say more people on this mountain than we had on each of the earlier days combined. Still, it wasn't crowded. There were just more day hikers which was understandable. When we got to the spur, we stashed our packs in the brush and raced up, feeling giddy at out lightness. At the summit, amazing views awaited us. These would be the best of the trip. They were so good, Shamie climbed the tower with me and she normally doesn't want to. Up in the tower, we caught our first views of Jay Peak and we both felt much more excited now that we could see the symbolic finish line. Our spirits really picked up after that! We had lunch and talked to some day hikers before moving on and throwing our packs back on. From there, the descent and short climb to Tillotson Camp flew.
That night was a ton of fun. We enjoyed the company of four guys who worked at a nearby Scout camp, a NoBo named Sea Doc, and a lively SoBo named No Problem. We spent the night making all kinds of jokes and telling stories around a big fire. One central joke related to the wood the scouts were using. They found some stuff that they could literately just pull parts off of and so it was said that they were shuckin' wood. No Problem was an interesting character. He had lived in Ohio pretty much all his life but had a real thick North Carolina accent. He talked in a high pitch voice too. Besides that, he had a pack that was way too heavy, had been spending the night at every shelter, and had been having a ton of problems, in spite of his name. He tried to offer helpful advice on lightening his load but he was content with the fact that he had mailed his tent and all of his winter clothes back to himself. A few shelters later, we found his salt and pepper shakers and mini Tabasco bottles...
Sea Doc was on his 14th day and was planning to finish up the remaining 23 or so miles the next day. He said he had been doing at least 18mi per day since his second day out! Two of the scouts camped out while the rest of us stayed in the run-down, crocked, old shelter. Fortunately, since Shamie and I were the first ones there, we got the flattest bunk.
Day 1, 7/15/06
After leaving a car at the Journey's End TH, we were dropped off in Smuggler's Notch and started off on our way around 3pm. At the stream crossing near the start, the weight of our packs made things a little tricky. We had weighed then before leaving and my pack weighed 45lbs while Shamie's came in at 37lbs. It was a very hot day and we were sweating a lot as we worked our way up. Eventually, we reached the spur to the viewpoint at the top of Elephant's Head Cliff and I dropped my pack to go check it out. It was a good thing too since you drop quite a bit on the way out there. The view was good and I took some pics before running back up to Shamie who had chosen to wait at the junction.
No long after that, we arrived at Sterling Pond and saw our first people for the day. It was beautiful there, definitely worth checking out. We took a snack break at the shelter and then pushed on to Madonna Peak (which is NOT near the borderline). On Madonna, we checked out the newish warming hut and the broken pole graveyard. The views up there were great and this would be the last of the ski areas we'd see until Jay Peak. As nice as it was there though, we had to keep moving as daylight was not on our side. We hurried along as best we could, stopping only briefly to read signs and take pictures in the fading light. We had to use our headlamps for the last half hour or so before reaching Whiteface Shelter.
There, we met a SoBo LTer from Indiana and had a great conversation with him. It was funny, he had thought that all New Englanders were going to be rich snobs. he was very surprised when I told him that we have rednecks in NH and that our mountains are much rougher. He asked if there was a long distance trail in NH that would take him to some of the rougher peaks and I recommended that he do the NH section of the AT which he said he would someday.
Day 2, 7/16/06
Our second day was a bit on the easier side, which was good because it was very hot. After a steep climb first thing in the day to the summit of Whiteface, we then descended to the Bear Hollow Shelter where we took a break and saw an outhouse with a VFTT (view from the toilet). After that, we were soon on a dirt road for a long while which eventually brought us out to VT15. Here, we saw that since my guide had been published (2003) they had rerouted part of the trail to go over a new pedestrian bridge. Previously, you had to go in the opposite direction on VT15 for a little ways until it crossed the Lamoille River. We opted not to save the mileage and went the old route because just after you cross the bridge on VT15, there's a place called The Long Trail Tavern.
We stopped in and the air conditioning felt sooooo good! We sat down had a Long Trail draft and some mozzarella sticks and watched the Red Sox for a little bit. Talk about a trap! Why on earth would I want to leave that place? We met the owner who also runs a hiker hostel called The Doghouse and he had me sign his hiker log. I flipped through to see if there was anyone I knew and sure enough, there was Post'r Boy!!! He had stopped in after finish the LT a couple years ago. As good as this all was, we needed to keep moving so we headed out.
Back on the road the sun was harsh. We were very thankful when we got back into the woods and started our climb up to Prospect Rock. It was a little bit of a climb getting up there but the views were fantastic! We took another break there and took it all in. What a nice spot! From there we went down a little bit to an interesting area of logging roads and wetness before climbing up Round Top and then down a little to Round Top Shelter. There, we were swarmed with bugs and shared the shelter with a local guy and his grandson. They were very nice as was the view from behind the shelter. Great sunset.
Day 3, 7/17/06
The next day we rolled a ways before reaching Codding Hollow Road where there's a great stream. We took a break there, soaked our feet and pumped more water. It was another hot day but by now we were used to our pack weights so it wasn't quite so bad. Near the stream, there is a house set back aways so we were careful not to be too disruptive in case someone was there. It was odd though, there was no bridge and it seemed that in high water it would be difficult to drive across.
After our break, we climbed up the short but steep Laraway Mtn. I tell ya' sometimes you forget how steep these lil guys can be! There were some impressing cliffs there as well as a view. From there is was an easy descent to Corliss Camp which we had to ourselves for the night. That was a neat place and it was nice to have it to ourselves. The bugs weren't as active there but the coyotes were. We heard them a ways off that night making quite a racket!
Day 4, 7/18/06
I always enjoy being on the trail for my birthday and this year I reflected about my past birthdays on the LT. Last year, I did Abraham & Ellen. The year before that, I spent the night with ATers and I got my trailname. This year, I had a low mileage day (6.6mi) and did a couple of 2Ks (Butternut & Bowen). Things weren't terribly exciting but that was good. It was kind of nice to have a lazy trail day for a change. We had Spruce Ledge Camp to ourselves and I thought that Shamie's company and the view from Devil's Perch were present enough. Of course, the little bit of wine we brought was good too!
Day 5, 7/19/06
The next day started off with the fun scramble though Devil's Gulch which I guess is the LT's answer to Mahoosuc Notch though they really don't compare. Anyway, that was fun but the climb up to the lookout on Ritterbush Pond was tough. Well we made it and crossed VT118 and took a break at the trailhead for Belvidere Mtn. I knew there was a tower on top of this 3K and had planned to slackpack it.
This was a tough fun climb and definitely worth it. I would say we say more people on this mountain than we had on each of the earlier days combined. Still, it wasn't crowded. There were just more day hikers which was understandable. When we got to the spur, we stashed our packs in the brush and raced up, feeling giddy at out lightness. At the summit, amazing views awaited us. These would be the best of the trip. They were so good, Shamie climbed the tower with me and she normally doesn't want to. Up in the tower, we caught our first views of Jay Peak and we both felt much more excited now that we could see the symbolic finish line. Our spirits really picked up after that! We had lunch and talked to some day hikers before moving on and throwing our packs back on. From there, the descent and short climb to Tillotson Camp flew.
That night was a ton of fun. We enjoyed the company of four guys who worked at a nearby Scout camp, a NoBo named Sea Doc, and a lively SoBo named No Problem. We spent the night making all kinds of jokes and telling stories around a big fire. One central joke related to the wood the scouts were using. They found some stuff that they could literately just pull parts off of and so it was said that they were shuckin' wood. No Problem was an interesting character. He had lived in Ohio pretty much all his life but had a real thick North Carolina accent. He talked in a high pitch voice too. Besides that, he had a pack that was way too heavy, had been spending the night at every shelter, and had been having a ton of problems, in spite of his name. He tried to offer helpful advice on lightening his load but he was content with the fact that he had mailed his tent and all of his winter clothes back to himself. A few shelters later, we found his salt and pepper shakers and mini Tabasco bottles...
Sea Doc was on his 14th day and was planning to finish up the remaining 23 or so miles the next day. He said he had been doing at least 18mi per day since his second day out! Two of the scouts camped out while the rest of us stayed in the run-down, crocked, old shelter. Fortunately, since Shamie and I were the first ones there, we got the flattest bunk.