Enjoyed a leisurely morning on Bill Ackerly's back porch with NOBOs and SOBOs alike. Shoved off a little after 7:30 a.m.
Vermont was fun, fast and friendly. New Hampshire, however, is posing new challenges. Our first of the day: Smarts Mountain. The climb was a tad shy of four miles, and the last two miles I slogged along at a one mile an hour pace. Frustrating.
B waited for me at the top and had the tent drying from the dew the night before. We climbed the fire tower cautiously, as the wind was whipping making it seem more dangerous than it really was. Once to the top was had 360-degree views--and no fog!
We began the four mile descent down the ridge line which turned out to be quite pleasant. Once we hit the gravel road, it was back up.
At Eastman Ledges, we ate a chicken, tomato sauce and tortilla lunch. We could see the darker clouds rolling in.
We continued climbing and crested Mount Cube with glorious views. I wish we could have spent more time on it, but we could tell something was brewing.
Safely down the ridge we stopped for the night at Brackett Brook minutes before the rain began thundering down. Dinner was a huge chore, boiling water out in the rain in our ponchos. We ate standing up and were happy to return to the tent once it was done.
The rain let up around 8:00 p.m. right as we were drifting off to sleep.
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