Hiked up to the top of Barren Mountain. It was quite a climb -- or at least seemed so, with my food-heavy pack. Still had four more peaks to go, plus a rough seven-mile up-and-down stretch that Wingfoot warns about. I didn’t think it was that bad at all. Slow going, but not too tough.
Beginning to wonder if I’ve brought enough food. Should have thrown in a jar of peanut butter as a filler. Oh, well, will just start digging into my Day 7 stuff now, in the hopes that I won’t need it.
Decided to push on 4.5 miles past the shelter to camp “down by the river.” Everyone’s here -- even the Mighty Finn and crew. Swag must have stayed at the pond a couple of miles back.
It’s supposed to be in the 80s tomorrow, with rain on Monday. Looks like everyone is shooting to finish on the 12th. We could be home on the 13th! Smittee might come over for a day or two before heading home.
Oh, we heard some sort of logging truck this morning, then when we were at the shelter a fighter plan (F15) flew right overhead. So loud! Kind of cool, but unexpected in the wilderness. Hand is still swollen but feels a lot better. Should be able to see Katahdin from Whitecap tomorrow. Then the terrain gets easier after that?
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