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Week 19: Are We There Yet??
Less than 500 miles. Two states left. It seems surreal that that amounts to what I have betweenand Katahdin and me. However, as I sit so close and yet so far away I’m ready to be finished. I thought I wouldn’t be ready for it, that I would want to hike forever. And that is untrue.
They warn you of the stench, the rocks. Others seem almost gleeful to remind you of the tortures ahead. “Oh, you think the mud of Vermont is bad, just wait until Maine. It’s way worse there.” And yet these forewarnings don’t prepare you for the reality. Everything I have smells SO bad. I smell. My sleeping bag smells. My pack smells. My sleeping pad smells. My JetBoil smells. Should I continue? I feel like you get the idea. It’s not a BO smell. It resembles garbage that’s been sitting in the sun all day. Sweet, yet foul. I think years from now the stench that is me will haunt my dreams.
However, I don’t want you to think that my life is miserable. It’s not. I’m living the dream, the stinky, tiring, phenomenal dream. Birthday month continues. So what has happened since my last post? Seems like a phenomenal time for a photo montage.
When one has never been to a ski lift…
Vermont provides spectacular views. So cool.
My favorite thing is climbing rocks
Mr Sun’s parents are looking for him which is serious. On a less serious note, thank you mother for not contacting the authorities when I never contacted you
More rocks.
One phenomenal milkshake. One less phenomenal thing.
We waited hours for Dougie G to come rescue us. Unfortunately he chose to eat at chain restaurants instead of rescuing his hiking niece. Rude.
Hiking 500 miles is real nifty. My hair is less nifty. Perhaps a sign that a good hair day is equal to a good day.
.2 miles straight uphill. Rumors, beer and Coke
Scrambling rocks for beer and brownies. Totally worth it. However others just took a gondola up.
View from Killington Peak. Worth the hike up? Worth the hike up.
Trail magic! There may or may not have been two M&M’s on the ground. Jingle may or may not have eaten one.
Birthday month continues! Jingle and I would like to introduce to the world Pie Baby!
But then we ate Pie Baby plus two quarts of chocolate milk. Further proof that A.) we’re gluttons and B.) we’re unfit for parenthood
First care package on the trail for Jingle. Thanks Jessica! I on another note would like to thank the many who have sent me care packages. Christmas in a box.
Whew! New Hampshire. 2 states left. Less than 500 miles.
Even tonight birthday month continues. I’m one lucky/fortunate hiker.
What a long photo montage leaving me both exhausted and wanting to join my friends.
Wanting to send love? Before I’d like to send a thank you for everyone who has sent a birthday package, Spoonie & Will, The Mother, Stubbs, Maggie, & Auntie E & Dougie G.
Love can be mailed to:
Molly Bybee; General Delivery; Lincoln NH 03251; Please hold for AT hiker; ETA 08/01
or
Molly Bybee; C/o White Mountain Lodge & Hostel; 592 State Rte 2; Shelburne, NH 03582; Please hold for AT hiker; ETA 08/04
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Great job Molly!! The hiker stench will soon be a long lost memory and you will be left with nothing but sweet memories of your time on the trail. I have enjoyed hiking the trail vicariously through you and the other bloggers. I can hardly wait to hear the conclusion of this journey.
Molly: I’ve followed you since the beginning. You are one cool lady and I thoroughly enjoy reading about your adventures. Keep it up…….you’re oh, so close!!!!
P.s. You’ll never forget the smells as they will always remind you of an awesome experience!
Got some good head turning exercise looking at your pics. FYI, during our AT hike we would dump everything in a motel bathtub with laundry detergent first thing and it would be mostly dry the next morning but smell so much better (well, at least for a little while).