about eight feet from my head. It's very peaceful even though it's
raining and has been off and on all day. The sun peaked out a few
times, but that was usually right before it rained the hardest.
We climbed the "Chairbacks" today. It was a set of four or so brutal
little peaks that were just enough to completely wear me out. Where do
these mountains get their names? I have noticed that you never see
"fluffy bunny" mountain or "strawberry shortcake" mountain. They all
have to sound mean and scary. Tomorrow's mountain of the day is White
Cap. Yeah, that sounds easy, although I left my ice axe and climbing
rope at home. Even though it looks particularly steep, it's the last
gasp before Katahdin. So there.
I am trying to really enjoy these last few days, knowing some day I
will long for this time again. I find it difficult, not because it has
gotten cold, or that it seems to rain every day now, or that all my
gear and clothing is basically falling apart before my very eyes
(remember the duct tape on the butt? The hole, complete with new duct
tape, is about 4" long now), but because I am ready to go home now. I
am tired of hiking. It seems with all this walking, I should have
gotten some where by now.
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