Successfully climbed Mount Success first thing in the morning. Our next success: crossing the New Hampshire / Maine border. Our fourteenth and final state. 282 miles to go. I don't think it has really hit us yet.
Up and over Mount Carlo we went, then Goose Eye West and Goose Eye East. We stopped at the top with Morning Kid and Mash for lunch. The wind and cool temps cut it short, and we were up and over Goose Eye North in no time. I take that back. The terrain in Maine is still a little slow going.
We stopped at Full Goose Shelter to prepare mentally for what came next: Mahoosuc Notch. A jumbled pit of boulders billed as the "most difficult or fun mile of the Appalachian Trail."
It was fun alright. And difficult. Up. Down. Over. Under. We took our packs off twice to squeeze through two rocks; then again to squeeze under. After two hours of this madness, my upper body strength was shot.
I slumped into the campsite, strategically located right after the notch, and barely moved. We weren't the only worn out souls. A whole slew of NOBOs joined us: Bamboo, Shaman, Morning Kid, Mash, Grey Cloud, Peaches, Fire Hands (and Lucy the pup), Tugboat and Chickadee.
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