Woke up early and left Trident campsite headed for Gorham. The 7 miles down was not too bad and we passed at least a dozen NOBOs most likely catching the early morning shuttle from the Barn (a large hiker hostel in Gorham). One NOBO said he was from Asheville, NC and promised to do some trail magic for the SOBOs when he returned home in a month. We begged him to bring us Twelve Bones and he just laughed (this is a must visit bbq place if you are ever in Asheville.)
We came out of the woods and did a short road walk to route 2 where we hitchhiked into downtown Gorham. We were lucky to get picked up quicky by someone who likely was dropping another hiker off at the trailhead. We arrived at our destination… McDonalds. We have never been big fans of fast food (exception being in our younger years when those happy meals reigned supreme) but something about the trail makes you crave the strangest things. Eric got his Big Mac and Hayley got her strawberry milkshake and we easily split a 20 piece box of nuggets.
We did some laundry and picked up a very strategic resupply at the dollar general. We are at the point of our hike where every ounce matters. Strangely the whites are not a challenging place to get short term resupply. The Huts spread out through the presidentials have candy bars, baked goods and soups for sale. Mount Washington is like a ski lodge where you can buy hot foods. The trail forces you down into Pinkham Notch where another lodge has food available. So the name of the game in the Whites is carry a couple days worth of very light weight food and resupply, resupply, resupply when the option is available.
We will make some calls to our families and try to catch up on everything we have been missing while making our way through the great state of Maine. Our other focus is food. Most likely in the form of pizza.
Unfortunately, all pizza places were closed. So we got BBQ in what used to be a Pizza Hut. I guess mozzarella sticks is the closest we’ll get in this town. At least there is plenty of beer and Hayley was feeling fancy so she got a dirty Martini and some dessert. Living it up before the chaos of the Whites.
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