Moose Sighting! (Day 160)

I camped alone at Cooper Brook Falls last night, awakening today to only the sound of rushing water. The mornings have been growing colder, and it definitely feels like autumn is arriving in Maine. 

The Last Trail Magic?

The sun was shining by the time I left camp, cutting through the chill still hanging in the air. After only a few miles, I crossed Jo Mary Road, where a couple from Massachusetts was hosting trail magic. It was such a treat to have snacks and soda, since I was rationing my food somewhat to make it through the 100-mile wilderness. They even had a phone charging station, possibly the best part of all. 

Before long, I was on my way, stopping for my next break at Antlers Campsite. This was the first time I’d had really good cell service since leaving Shaw’s, so I took the chance to talk with my husband. This campsite is located on Jo Mary Lake and was recommended as one of the loveliest spots to sleep in the 100-mile wilderness. Unfortunately, stopping here doesn’t fit with the mileage I’m trying to hit today. So onward I go.

Moose!

Just a few minutes later, I was rewarded for my efforts when I heard splashing coming from a pond just off the trail. I quietly crept through the bushes and was delighted to see two moose grazing in the water.

It was my first time seeing any on the trail, and I had been worried I would finish without any sightings. Upon noticing my presence, they trampled out of the water and back towards the trail. It was a bit disconcerting to be so close to animals that large, but they seemed indifferent towards me. 

A Perfect Place 

The moose excitement, as well as the basically flat terrain, seemed to carry me through the rest of the day. The weather was beautiful, sunny, and warm. I couldn’t imagine better hiking conditions. The clear skies also provided an excellent opportunity to view Mount Katahdin from afar. It is my first time getting a real look at her.

Today’s final mile was spent hiking along Nahmakanta Lake. The view from the beach was almost too stunning for words. I found myself thinking this was the most beautiful place I’d seen on the trail. Everything about it was perfect. It was one of those moments that you know you’ll always wish to relive. 

I camped at the next shelter and spent the evening chatting with a group of section hikers and a SOBO thru-hiker. He gave me the rundown on Baxter State Park and the climb up Mount Katahdin. It’s funny how, every day since starting this trail, we’ve been working toward reaching this one mountain. But it doesn’t feel that way for most of the journey. Only now do I feel that each step I take makes a difference. She is in my sights.