For the most part, the terrain was pleasant and we made great time. In some sections, the trail was muddy so we had to be strategic about which rocks to step on. Once, I stepped on a "false rock" and watched as my foot disappeared into a pile of mud. Surprisingly, my shoes didn't get wet.
We stopped for lunch at the Congdon Shelter with Shaman, Bamboo and Morning Kid's dad. Filtered additional water to keep hydrated. Unfortunately most of the water in this area is tinted an off color. Thankfully though, it tastes much better than the sulfur water we had several days previous.
The trail led us straight down--literally, straight down--800 feet to Vermont Highway 9. We took a brief break at the bottom to recoup and were reunited with Wolf Man and Grey Cloud. They were being dropped back onto the trail, so their buddy kindly took our trash--thank you!
Then it was straight back up 1,100 feet to our campsite at Melville Nauheim Shelter. The climb actually wasn't that bad, except I ran out of fuel. Even with the snack we had just ate, my body was starving.
Had a hearty dinner with friends while it lightly rained outside. Fell asleep to the sound of subtle raindrops on our tent.
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