September 5, 2001

Day 159 - Monson to Long Pond Stream Lean-to

It ended up being an eventful evening. First came the thunderstorm and heavy rains. Then the gang came over to our cabin to drink beer and smoke. At around 9:30, the Pie Lady stormed over and yelled at us for being loud and disrespectful to her neighbors. We probably were loud, but she could have at least given us a warning first.

Someone ended up puking outside, and everyone pretty much left after that. Smittee crashed on the floor. Up the next morning for 7:30 breakfast. The Pie Lady was all frazzled with the number of people waiting and the “mess” in her kitchen. She yelled at us about “how many extra people did we have sleeping in the cabin who were coming to breakfast?” Oy vey.

Breakfast was OK -- eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, pancakes (some still gooey with batter), coffee, and orange juice. Had to go buy stamps at the post office to get cash back. Money has been disappearing rapidly up north.

The Pie Lady drove us to the trailhead at 9:30. Sign there said, “You are about to enter the 100-mile wilderness. Do not underestimate the difficulty of this section.” Yikes. Took a spill early on that resulted in the fingers of my left hand (especially the middle one) being bent back. Ouch. Swollen and pretty much useless.



The “wilderness” isn’t very different from the trail as of late. Had lunch next to a great waterfall. Then watched a female moose grazing beside a pond. Think I got a few good shots. Stopped one mile short of the shelter on an old logging road with lots of flat spots for tenting. Food rationing seems to be going OK. Crisp and cold air. Seven more hiking days left?


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