Back on the trail at 11:00. We went down the street, across a river, up another street and up somebody's driveway (????) to get back in the woods. We started the day in the woods with a long, steady climb. We climbed and climbed and climbed! A few steep parts, a few rocky parts, but for the most part, gradual. We got passed by Ponybear and Indy (I'm so slow) but met up with them at the Vermont border.
Vermont! 3 more states to go! We ate lunch at the border on a rock, swatting mosquitoes away. Then we stepped into our 12th state.
Vermont started out real forest-path-y. Pine needles, some rocks, lots of mud, lots of roots, and flat parts interspersed with ups and downs. This is the terrain my feet like! And everything smelled like piney Christmas trees!
We stopped again for a snack at the power lines and for the first time in a long while, felt a bit chilled in the wind when we stopped moving. We ate, studied the book, and tried to figure out what we should plan for in Vermont.
I took the lead hiking after that. We descended, through a bog, past a pond, by many streams. More ups and downs, and then the climb up to the shelter.
We had a nice surprise at the shelter- Funkytown was here! And trail magic left at the shelter- s'mores fixings.
It was a nice evening of hanging out and catching up, making s'mores, Bootless played the guitar and he and FireHazard sang.
Then I saw that below me in the bunk was Double D, who we hadn't seen since Harper's Ferry.