At 4:30 a.m. I asked the little face peaking out of the sleeping bag if he wanted to get up and hike to the top of Mount Avery for the sunrise.
The little face answered with a shivering "no". Relieved, I snuggled back in to my sleeping bag for a few more hours.
Once we finally did get moving, Mount Avery was beautiful in the early morning.
We hiked with Morning Kid and Mash over Little Bigelow Mountain, and joked with a groups of college kids from Tufts about hiking naked (rumor is they used to hike naked). They were clothed. And we were clothed. So there's nothing more to report on that.
At Little Bigelow Lean-To we stopped for lunch, then pushed onto Flagstaff Lake for swimming. The water was cold, but we all took a quick dip then spread out on the warm beach.
Only five more miles to camp at West Carry Pond Lean-To. The bug population was non-existent so we decided to lay our pads out and sleep in the shelter. We enjoyed our rehydrated mashed potato dinner overlooking the lake.
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