Since my last very short post, we have made slow progress through the White Mountains. The terrain is the most difficult we've encountered thus far, but also the most beautiful. We have had to readjust our mileage, finding that our longest day in the Whites has been twelve miles, a far cry from our previous 17 to 20 mile days.
It is difficult to explain to others how slow and difficult our hiking has been the last several days. Two days ago, it took four and a half hours to travel a mere three miles, and we were so exhausted that we set up camp instead of pushing on the extra five miles we had originally planned on doing. The day was cloudy and misty, and the pouring rain that we had hiked through the day before left everything slick. Most of our hike was over a jumble of rocks which when wet were treacherously slippery. Everyone in our group of four slipped and fell, and I was incredibly anxious that someone would be seriously injured. The day left us mentally and physically spent. We all decided a day off was in order, and are taking a much needed rest day in Gorham, NH.
We are looking forward to crossing the border into Maine in a few days. Our last state! We have heard reports that the terrain is even more difficult than what we are currently traversing. That thought is a little daunting, but we will press on with our slow, steady pace.
Internet and phone service has been intermittent, but hopefully we can post another update soon.
The waterfall beside the trail while climbing Mt. Moosilauke
View across the Franconia Ridge. This was our best day on the trail, hands down
We were surprised by this sign at the visitors center at the summit of Mt. Washington. We thought perhaps there might be showers or something else to distinguish it as a hiker restroom. Nothing. I, exhibiting my usual rebellious nature, promptly used the regular restrooms meant for the tourists.
Some of the difficult , rocky terrain we have encountered.
The lake at Lake of the Clouds hut.