Appalacian Trail - Day 1 - 8/19/12
VT Route 4 - Stony Brook Shelter (10 Miles)
Hours removed from Moosalamoo it was time to shoulder our packs. As Dustin loads up his rig with our packs he yells out a, "JESUS CHRIST!" between each lift. I can only laugh and say, "yeah, we didn’t pack well for this did we?" Twenty minutes later we pulled into the Sherbern Pass packing lot and have a few Long Trail hikers snap a photo. A goofy kid with a white afro runs out of the supply truck and shouts out "say cheese!!" Lula wanted nothing doing with this guy and goes nuts. (you can see her giving him the look in the photo)
Leah, Heather and I chat about our gardens and picking adventures when ahead of us we hear a yell. "oh no....OH NO! NO NOOO!" We race down the trail and I start laughing histarically. The girls are quickly behind me and looking very concerned. Turns out that Lula has found a really nice mud pit and decided to roll around in it to cool off.
As we head through Gifford State park I laugh about the experience from Day 5 where we tried to stay here years before. (blog link)
We get to the first detour from the Irene storm a year ago around kent pond before getting to a wonderful view out and over the water. The trail borders the pond for a bit before coming out to a nice fire ring and dock at Mountain Meadows Lodge.
A few miles later and we are forced onto another detour around thundering falls. I’m bummed because I was really looking forward to the boardwalk over the ottawaqueechee bog area. After reviewing the Long Trail magazine the photo and article they posted made perfect sense for why they detoured.
(Full Article can be read from the GMC website here)
The detour ended at another road crossing and we’re faced with our first serious climb of the day. And the climb continues, and switchbacks, and continues more. We pause and wipe the sweat from our heads. The Fortin’s and Lula dart ahead seemingly as fresh as daisies. Leah and I sucking wind, legs exhausted from the race the day prior.
The four of us are physically spent as we make the last decent to the shelter. After setting up camp Dustin and I walk down the trail for a bit, free of our packs for the first time of the day and pump water for dinner.
We share Stony Brook Shelter with 4 NOBOs (North Bound AT Hikers). They’ve got plenty of stories. One couple actually had been on the AT in the 100 mile wilderness during the week of Irene last year and had been fording water crossings that were 3’ higher than they were normally. Feeling completely exhausted we all turn in well before the AT-ers. It was comforting falling asleep to them chatting away by a crackling fire.
(Day 1 - Home Sweet Home)
QOTD - "What kind of bird was that?!?"