Day 5

I wish I could insert an advertisement for our Big Agnes tent. Last night was surely a test of storm worthiness. Through raging wind and torrential sheets of rain, we stayed totally dry. The three man tent we carry weighs just a bit over three pounds. Pretty amazing! I guess it wouldn’t fair well against one of the tree branches we heard crashing down, neither would we.

I’ve never been too interested in mushrooms and the like along the Trail. I prefer being dazzled by the wild flowers but this section in Maine in late August is crazy colorful with all kinds of fungus. Such diversity, from pink, orange, brown, brilliant white and the gorgeous yellow. Whatever it is!
Last nights rain has made the roots a slick, ankle twisting, treacherous nightmare. Most of the Trail has looked exactly like this, except when there was the addition of endless rocks, broken by boot sucking black mud holes.
Every once in a while we come across a stone stairway. I love these beautiful stairs and someday I want to make a quilt with this imagery. It takes Trail crews months and months and even years to construct the stairs, using block and tackle and brute strength, so far into the roadless woods. It really helps to keep the Trail from eroding.
Abol Bridge and the campground where our car is parked at last! I only stopped long enough to snap this photo then quickly ordered a double dip ice cream cone. Scoop vanilla and a scoop caramel with chocolate chunks. Absolutely delicious.


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  1. I just read your comment….I hope you didn’t hurt yourself! Meanwhile your photos are beautiful! The fungus looks like french fries! You have a lot of great photos to use for quilt inspiration. I can’t wait to see what you create!

  2. I cannot thank you enough for the blog article.Really looking forward to read more. Really Cool.

  3. You certainly are intrepid hikers…looks slippery…glad you had fun…Julierose