Monson, Maine was the last town before Katahdin. We spent nearly 3 days in town, resting up,shaking down packs,and re-supplying in preparation for the hundred mile wilderness. As I type I sit less than 100 miles from the summit of Katahdin. We are 10.4 miles into the 100 mile. We got out of town around 2, and pulled into camp around 7 it was a rough 10 miles. The trail was made up of mostly slate slabs or tree roots and mud, both of which are deadly slick in this crap weather. We also had 3 streams to ford today, one of which we did at night. Turns out Bella is an awesome swimmer once she's in the water.( It took some coaxing). The last of the 3 was the most difficult, it was swift moving, about knee deep, and it was dark. Luckily there was a nice guide rope strung between 2 trees to show the best route. After the final ford it was a steep .7 up to Little Wilson lean-to. Full house in here tonight, I hate it. No room. My pack is pushing 55 lbs with all my extra food, plus Bella's extra supply, it makes the miles that much more difficult. Its hard to believe we're so close, yet so far away. The North Country is so beautiful, I wish you were all here to experience it with me. That's all for tonight.
If anyone has any specific questions about the trip, please email me and I'll do my best to answer them in posts.
-Fresh and Bella the aquatic mountain dog
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