I have come 1565.9 miles and today will be leaving Massachusetts and entering my 12th state. Vermont has been looming over our heads for a while and we finally get to see what it is made of. Today I will also traverse the highest point in Massachusetts at Mount Greylock. Surprisingly Connecticut and Massachusetts have been some of my favorite parts of the trail. True, they are short but in these short miles is such a varying landscape and you can really see the changing of the forest.
I have been with Master Alex and Allgood for about the last three weeks. With them I have really slowed down and learned to enjoy the trail in a different way. I am surprised that I enjoy everyday more than the last. We do exactly what we want whenever we want to. One of our favorite things was our zero at Upper Goose Pond Cabin. I had been hearing about this since Georgia from my friend Wanderer. Well we took the day off and swam, did laundry in the pond, took the canoe out, read, napped. Perfect day. Even got to watch the biggest thunderstorm so far surround us from the covered porch. I missed my friend, Wanderer, being there but by chance I found his number.
So right now I am at his lovely home with his lovely wife. I got dinner, shower, laundry, a bed. It is impossible to describe to you what these are worth to us. (It had been 2 weeks without a shower for me and 3 and half for Allgood). All of this from someone I met my first week. That is another amazing thing you get to witness on the trail. The absolute generosity and kindness of people in every form. There is no way I will be able to the thank my friend for all he has done for me but it is hard for me to even to seem as grateful and appreciative as I am. I don’t think I thank people enough who just give me an orange on the trail. You talk to any hiker and they will tell you stories of the nicest people they have met on the trail. It’s just magic.
But unfortunately this trail has an end and we are approaching it. I only have 610.3 miles left of my journey and then it is over. We talk almost daily about being afraid of the end. What will we do and how will we describe this to someone? We will try but we have all come to the conclusion that it is impossible. That feeling when you get up. That you want to go hiking. The dreams of food and the comfort and hitching with strangers. The friendships you bond and just the way the forest and mountain tops make you think.
The end is also not guaranteed. Master Alex got off 10 miles back to go to the hospital because he is 95% sure he has lyme disease. Allgood found out two friends got off in Vermont. One do to lack of fun anymore and the other snapped a tibia in the woods. But we trudge on with no certainties.