Sadly, I have not written in my journal for a week, which means this post will be fairly short. We are still in Vermont, in a little town on the trail called Killington, at mile 1701.5, currently waiting out another rain soaked day at Mountain Meadows Lodge (view from the sitting room below).
Vermont has earned its reputation as the mud state. The trail will be dry and hard packed, and then out of nowhere we find ourselves trudging through thick patches of squishy mud.
Vermont has also been a reintroduction to climbing mountains again. We climbed Stratton Mountain, which is where Benton MacKaye conceived the idea for the Appalachian Trail, and the next day Bromley Mtn. which is host to ski slopes.
Below is a collection of photos for this week. Perhaps next week I'll be more detailed.
These two girls were working on the trail as we climbed Stratton Mtn.
View below from atop the fire tower.
Stratton Pond shelter.
View of sunrise from Kid Gore Shelter
Our stop at Green Mountain House in Manchester Center. The owner, Jeff, hung a Canadian flag in Trouble's and my honor.
Zen Master made salads to go with our lasagna and garlic bread.
Me on the ski lift atop of Bromley. A ride up would have been nice.
Zen Master found a little friend.
We came across two areas filled with hundreds of cairns - amazing!
Maneuvering around a fallen tree on the trail.
Here we are at the marker for 500 miles left. Two Socks, Trouble, me, Zen Master, and Melkie.
We're a few days from Hanover, New Hampshire, our second to last state.
Till next time, Canadian Bacon out.