After years of reading about it but never living it I’d about given up on the dream. Then, totally unplanned and unexpectedly, there is was! We can’t always make our dreams come true I guess. Sometimes they come true though anyway!
1.5 LT miles, 6 mile road walk, 20 mile hitch, 9 mile shuttle
I got an early start in hopes of either putting in some long miles or a shorter day ending early depending on how the climb up Haystack went. It soon became clear that Monday had done more damage to my body than I realized. Any sort of climbing was a struggle and by the time I reached the road in Hazen’s Notch I knew it was time to sit down for some hard thinking. Going up Haystack seemed sure to make things get ugly fast so the prudent thing seemed to be to get off trail to regroup.
As road walks go the six miles or so down RT 58 to RT 100 were beautiful. No one stopped to offer a ride but traffic was sparse and it was a nice morning in the shade.
Rather than focus on my troubles I opted to try to enjoy how pretty of a place I was walking through. There were a few dog encounters along the way, a German Shepherd that looked like it might have been abandoned threatened me for a while until a voice in the woods called him home. Another two big dogs followed me, barking at my heels, for a good quarter mile.
Still it was such a pretty place it was a walk to be appreciated. Various streams and brooks ran under the road in both directions.
Eventually I reached the highway and realized that I needed to figure out my next goal. Heading down to Johnson to pick up my resupply seemed logical since food was running low, so I stuck out my thumb. Once that was accomplished I talked to my wife a bit and decided to find a place to stay to either recuperate or wait for a ride home. Smugglers Notch to the rescue!
Dinner, beer and breakfast are behind me and I am still feeling a bit broken. I am coming to terms with the fact that this hike is over before it really got started. There has been some cussing and a few tears, but to keep going at this point seems foolish and probably dangerous to my health.
As much as I regret the way this turned out I am glad I tried to chase the dream. For an old fat man this was an ambitious challenge to begin with, but no one could anticipate tropical weather in VT at this time of year. With my aversion to hiking in the heat I planned to start this late in hopes of much cooler weather.
Will I try again? No, probably not. Putting my family through all of this again seems unfair. I also have to acknowledge that the universe seems to be trying to tell me something.
Still, no regrets! Not sure what crazy dream will come to me next, but I will keep chasing them, you can be sure. Thanks for coming along on this adventure and I apologize for not being able to share the rest of this beautiful trail with you.
8.7 LT miles
Day two started with the climb up to Jay Peak. Looking up at the ski buildings was a bit intimidating but the climb actually wasn’t too bad.
Nice views up there in all directions. I was sorry I didn’t have time to stay longer until I met a big school group headed up the other side.
I stopped at Jay Camp near the bottom for water and potato soup for elevensies. Then came a series of climbs that took me over three mountains on my way to Hazen’s Notch. Not sure how hot it was but it was way too hot to be climbing mountains. The last big climb up Buchanan did me in.
The last two miles to camp were quite a struggle as my stomach was angry and not afraid to show it. I arrived in camp just before dark in pretty ugly shape. Getting the hammock up was all I could manage before collapsing. Then it started to rain hehe. I managed to sort of string the tarp over me, but didn’t have the strength to stake it out.
Knowing from past experience that hiking today would only serve to anger my stomach I opted to stay here today to see if I can recover. I hung out the wet clothes and even staked out the tarp.
The shelter here is a classic and smells like one inside heh.
There is a nice view of Jay Peak from just outside the door. Considering I came up the other side and all the way here on a hot, breezeless day certainly explains my body falling apart.
Tomorrow will tell me a lot once I hit that first climb. The weather has improved with cooler temps and a nice breeze so that will help. Hopefully yesterday didn’t do too much damage, but it certainly has given me some doubts.
8.6 LT miles plus about .5 on the approach
Back at the border just after dawn. Expecting it to warm up I skipped coffee but was amped to get started.
The first white blaze! Now these steps counted heh. So hard to believe it was real, but once I started to sweat it didn’t feel like a dream.
I stopped at Shooting Star shelter for elevensies and found this bunny house.
Then it was time to start the first real climb, Doll Peak. Too sweaty to take pics, sorry.
Drying out with a nice breeze in the hammock at the Laura Woodward shelter.
There are two NOBO hikers in there chattering away. They are very excited about finishing tomorrow. I am excited about dinner, gotta go!
We got an early start on the drive and were almost to Canada by lunch. After a short break for trailhead sandwiches we walked the approach trail the rest of the way to the border.
Surprisingly warm for the time of year, but I will take that over rain any day. Going to be warm again tomorrow so I am hoping for an early start.
Not giggling yet as I have a roommate here, but that may not stop me for long. Totally amazed to find myself in this place and on the edge of such a grand adventure.
Tomorrow it will begin for real as hard as that is to believe. I am ready!!
I’ve been keeping it quiet, but the excitement has been building as the time draws closer. The Long Trail is on! In the morning I’ll head up to Journey’s End to spend the night, probably giggling, before starting southbound on the trail on Sunday. My ride home is scheduled for about a month later, so I’ll be in no hurry. Hoping to have enough contact with the world to post a bit along the way. Should be a very pretty trip if the leaves and weather cooperate.
Those who have been reading for a while know that I’ve been trying to do this trip for years. It started as an impossibility, then matured into a full fledged pipe dream. That is where it stayed for the last couple of years with something always preventing me from getting out there. Hopefully all of that was meant to put me out there at the right time. I’ll be finding out soon enough and will let you know how it turns out 🙂
Busy season is in full swing as evidenced by the lax posting schedule here. Time trial season on the bike, lots of dehydrating to get a surplus of meals stashed away and even a bit of hiking now and again plus of course the joys of summer yard work and child rearing have my schedule pretty much filled. I had a feeling this was going to happen so I’ve gotten over it…hope you all are too busy having fun to notice.
I’ve updated the Gear Review page with some recent entries over at Trailspace. Continuing my theme of more obscure items the updates include some dry whole milk, some poly bags for carrying liquids and a beeswax based leather treatment. Coming reviews include some tiny liquid containers, some ultra light trail running/approach shoes and some summer weight hiking socks, but let’s be honest, those probably won’t be posted for a while heh.
It has been rough scheduling actual trail miles so far this year. We still have hopes for a few night family trip next week up to Baxter. Low miles and easy terrain but I’m willing to put up with that if it means a few days of family time in the great outdoors with the only distractions being swarms of murderous black flies and beautiful views.
After that I’m thinking I’d better start getting some ugly miles in if I’m really going to do the LT come fall. I have some folks coming up for a more strenuous Baxter loop in late July but trying to squeeze either a Grafton or Pemi loop in first. Going to need all the climbing practice I can get.
Never seems to be enough time and that is because there really isn’t. That is also what makes it so precious. This time of year any time not spent out there enjoying it seems a bit wasted. I have plenty of plans ready though so when a chance comes you can be sure I’ll be on my way. Get out there yourself if you can find the time and a path less traveled by