So, we’re getting a cool front tonight/tomorrow. I’m not looking forward to it—well, sorta. The cooling off part I can handle, I can’t handle the rain that is coming with it. I hate rain. Or rather, I hate rain that I have to walk in. Being wet in clothes isn’t too bad, but I hate, despise, and sneer at having wet feet. It makes me really grumpy.
Last year apparently there were 30 straight days of rain. I would have bailed after the first few days. Not to mention I’m getting all antsy about the Whites and am not going to be happy to have rain and bad weather going through them. It makes me nervous and frustrated. I wanted to enjoy that section, difficult as it may be.
We’re in Rutland, VT resupplying for the day. I kinda wish we’d just packed a few extra days of food and skipped coming here because it was a hard-ish hitch and we have to take the bus back to the trail head. Yes, the bus goes to the trail head. So…anyway, we’ll be heading back out as the rain comes this way. I’m not too pleased. Oh well, such is life I suppose. Can I just call this my cranky post?
We have less than 500 miles left now. I’m guessing sometime between August 12-15th is when we will be done, which will put us at approximately 5 months. Next week is our 4th month on the trail! People….that’s a long time. I can’t even imagine being out here for six months. It really is a long time walking and walking and walking. There aren’t weekends on the trail unless you take them, zero’s, but then you just extend your time out here by doing that! I’m glad we put in all of those miles in late May and June so that we could do this thing in 5 months.
Vermont hasn’t been the most impressive state, or at least what I imagined it to be. The mud has been mimimal, except for some spots yesterday when we got an afternoon shower, but the flies are driving us bonkers. gah, it’s annoying to have them burrowing into your hair and flying in your ears. There haven’t been too many scenic vistas here, either. And really once you approach 3,000′ do you start seeing conifers. I really love that section up there, but below the flies are worse and it looks like any other green decidious forest we’ve been through. I suppose I’d appreciate it more if it weren’t hot and I wasn’t trying to make miles. Sometimes I wish I could take my time, look at different scenes and take photos; but I can’t.
yes, this is a Debbie Downer post. Sorry. I can’t wait for a pedicure, massage, not carrying 30 extra lbs wherever I go, washing daily (though I can see not taking a shower every day if you don’t smell), having clean and soft hair, cuddling with a pillow and sleeping in. Oh, and so much more than that. You certainly learn to appreciate the smallest things out here. Trail magic soda and apples yesterday were an absolute delight despite the rain shower coming down.
Alas, I am going to walk to Hanover, probably in the rain (am going to be pissed if it rain’s on my birthday) and then we’ll start tackling the Whites and hopefully get out of there unscathed.
I’ll stop complaining now.
Patrice: I got your message. I will call you in Hanover.