Author: kaulua26

Tuesday August 17th, 2021, 0600-1730Rt 25A to Moose Mountain Shelter, SOBO AT mm 432.222.5 miles7644 gain, 6460 loss Despite my unfortunate proximity to the road and a kid’s summer camp, I slept peacefully all night. I heard some barred owls in the morning…only the second time I’ve heard owls on this hike. The mosquitoes seemed to be sleeping in, so I was quick and careful not to wake them while packing. My goodness were they bad yesterday! A few chased me out of camp but mostly I escaped their wrath. I quickly came to another stream where some NOBOs were camped and they said they didn’t have any mosquitoes, so maybe it was just the proximity to the road. Even[…]

Monday August 16th, 2021, 0945-1820Kinsman Notch to Rt 25A, SOBO AT mm 408.619.3 miles5568 gain, 6555 loss I had a lot of work to catch up on in the morning, so I was up early typing away. Lemongrass and Ninja Turtle were leaving to do a day hike of Moosilauke, the same mountain I would be climbing, so I got a ride into town with them. We all stopped at McDonald’s, where I selected items based on the highest calorie content. These were 2 sausage egg biscuits for $4 and 950 calories. I’m one of the few that uses the calorie info to find things on the high end. I needed a ride back to the notch, so I walked[…]

Sunday August 15th, 2021, 0615-1000Eliza Brook to Kinsman Notch, SOBO AT mm 389.48.6 miles2175 gain, 3310 loss I had an easy day into town, or so I thought. Someone annoyingly put another mountain in between that I hadn’t noticed on the map. It wasn’t a huge climb or terribly steep, it just really slowed me down. There were lots of the 4 Rs as usual. I took a side trail to an overlook at the top and there was zilch for a view. The trail was built for wishful thinking I guess. The weather couldn’t have been more perfect, though. It was so cool in the morning that I started out wearing my fleece. A nice breeze was blowing and[…]

Saturday August 14th, 2021, 0600-1930Stealth Camp/ Galehead hut to Eliza Brook, SOBO AT mm 380.820.2 miles7484 gain, 7927 loss I slept very fitfully all night. Being right next to the trail kind of sucked. A couple came by at 10 pm, talking pretty loudly. I could hear them and see their lights for half a mile in either direction. Then a solo person hurried past at 2:30 am. WTF? Probably a trail runner but maybe someone out for a FKT – fastest known time. I’ve night hiked plenty and I understand the drive and passion for FKTs, but this seems like the worst terrain to be doing in the dark. It’s treacherous enough in the light of day, but stumbling[…]

Friday August 13th, 2021, 0645-1830Nauman tentsite to just past Galehead hut, SOBO AT mm 360.621.6 miles6283 gain, 6624 loss I just realized, now at the end of the day, that it was Friday the 13th. Well nothing bad happened yet, so hopefully I’m in the clear. I slept pretty well in my tiny hole in the dense forest. I was supposed to set-up on a wooden platform the night before, on infrastructure that’s common to this region. But as my tent is not free-standing, it doesn’t play well with a tent pad. I really need earth to hold my stakes and poles. I could have made it work with rocks and such, but in the fading light, I needed to[…]

Thursday August 12th, 2021, 0645-1930Pinkham Notch to Nauman tentsite, SOBO AT mm 33919.7 miles8028 gain, 6243 loss It was another smashingly big day but so much fun! I got to climb Mt. Washington finally and it did not disappoint. For once, I got a great night’s sleep in the hotel room. I slept on a sleeping pad on the floor, so maybe that had something to do with it. I just can’t sleep that well in a bed. In the morning, we got a shuttle with Ziggy again. This time Toe Jam and I were officially heading southbound. But first, the trail led about 5 miles north to wrap around and up to the ridgeline of Mt Madison. I was[…]

Tuesday August 10th, 2021, 0630-1900Pinkham Notch to Rt 2, then Gorham, SOBO AT mm 319.420.7 miles7267 gain, 8514 loss Today I hiked backwards (NOBO) and without much of anything in my pack. I thought it would almost be like a day off and boy was I wrong, once again. It felt like this day finally broke me. For starters, I didn’t get a good night’s sleep. It was pretty loud in the yard, especially when the train went by in the middle of the night. I had to pack my tent and things at 5 am because I needed my trekking poles (tent poles) and didn’t want to leave my stuff outside, even though I planned to return to tent[…]

Monday August 9th, 2021, 0600-1030Dream Lake to Rt 2, then Gorham, SOBO AT mm 298.39.6 miles2300 gain, 4154 loss I woke to fog and heavy condensation dripping off the leaves. It was like rain. When putting my shoe on, I felt something in the heel. I shook it but nothing came out. I peered inside to find a slug nestled in the heel. I used a stick to dislodge it but it left slime all over my shoe and sock, Disgusting! I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t take my revenge on that rather innocent creature but if you put yourself in a shoe, expect to get stepped on. This isn’t the first time I’ve found slugs on[…]

Sunday August 8th, 2021, 0600-1730Speck Pond Shelter to Dream Lake, SOBO AT mm 288.616.8 miles6000 gain, 6742 loss As I suspected, I had a hard time getting to sleep in the shelter. Everyone was really quite but there are always the stirrings of people going to the bathroom and rustling around in their sleeping bags and on their pads. My legs and feet were also aching. It was a very still night, not even rain. An alarm woke me and I was surprised to see that it was already past 5 am. It was still so dark out, the area covered in thick fog. I really did not want to get out of my quilt but old habits drive me[…]

Saturday August 7th, 2021, 0540-1930South Arm Road to Speck Pond Shelter, SOBO AT mm 271.825 miles10377 gain, 8393 loss Today was nearly a killer but I survived. It might well have been the biggest day elevation-wise that I’ve ever done. Everyday I think it can’t get much harder and then it does…but much of this is my doing by trying to push the miles. The day started with some condensation on my tent, putting on still-wet clothes, and a brazen little squirrel scolding me for being in its territory. I call them cone-chuckers because they’ll hurl pine cones at you…pure evil in a tiny package. I squirted this one with my water bottle to drive it off and it just[…]