On the left: Day One, Springer Mtn, GA, March 26. On the right, Day 172, Mt. Katahdin, ME, September 15.
Ladies and Gents, may I present M&M and Clover, Northbound AT Thru-hikers, Class of 2015. (Yes, the Mighty Mya made it too; well, as far as Baxter State Park, where no dogs are allowed.)
Maine started with the notorious Mahoosic Notch. Otherwise known as “the menacing mile” because it takes so long to get through, “The Notch” had rocks to climb over…
it also has rocks we climb through and under and in…
Maine is vast in a way we hadn’t experienced before; even foggy morning views are still beautiful
And the lakes! So many beautiful lakes in Maine! This was the first in the Rangeley Lakes District: Mooselukmeguntic
With “Moose Alley” right behind Clover, the Rt 17 overlook near Oquassic was the best seat in the house
We took our last ‘zero day’ in Rangeley to visit Clover’s aunt and uncle and see this important landmark
beautiful day for a kayak around the lake
thanks so much Steph and Don for letting us stay at your beautiful home
Then back to work: blueberry picking on top of Saddleback Junior Mt.
view of the Bigelow Mountains
M doing his part to help with trail maintenance
oh did we mention Maine has rocks? sometimes we’re climbing up 100’s of them…
…it also has roots, loads of them
But Maine’s not all rocks, roots and mud
Mya doing her thing as usual, this time with a new AT patch that Clover added to fix a few holes…After 2000 miles, some things were starting to fall apart
Time to slow down and take it all in: sunset on Pierce Pond
fire on Flagstaff Lake
2000 miles down!! Well, if we consider all of Mya’s extra running around she’s probably at more like 4000 miles
Maine just lends itself to beauful panoramas
The AT’s official/safest way to cross the Kennebec River was in a canoe. “Hillbilly Dave” (a private contractor for the ATC) shows up at 9 am during hiker season to ferry thru-hikers across.
M&M on the way up
M&M on the way down
Mya in the mist
Did we mention how great the lakes are in Maine? Especially when some vacationing fellas see you swimming and bring a boat over with beer trail magic to share. And super-especially when that beer is the elusive Vermont brew know as Heady Topper!!!
On our way into the infamous 100 Mile Wilderness with all the “supplies” we need
There, in the middle of the Wilderness, was trail magic! In memory of this kind man’s son, a past thru-hiker. Thanks Scout for your stories, company, dog treats and burgers!
home with a view tonight
And then, our attention was tuned into The Mountain. Feared by Thoreau, Katahdin means “the greatest mountain” in the native Penobscot language. Native Americans wouldn’t climb her out of fear of Paloma, a winged Moose-deity that could kill you. *gulp*.
This is our first view of Katahdin in the distance
Katahdin’s getting closer.
even closer now!
our camp the day before we headed into Baxter State Park with Katahdin looming in the background
6 AM on Sept 15; the trail head sign as we begin our climb to Katahdin…only 5.2 miles left on this crazy adventure
misty morning on our way up
working on upperbody strength
A blustery billowing ascent through the clouds
We were sent off with whiskey shots around the Wasseluk table; it seemed only right to celebrate with Jameson nips at the end as well
Our “that’s right, we did it” poses
Mya wasn’t allowed to summit Katadhin so we carried a picture of her up!
The “Big K” summit mob. Thanks to all you crazy hikers for doing it with us!! Laces, Click, Pie, Cheesebeard, Blade, Clarity, Yoda, Bear Finder, Pony Puncher, Food Truck, Flick, Zen, Rusty, Science, Lean-to, Huckleberry Thug…will you tell us your real names now?!?!
Thanks for following along and now on to our next adventure…