Recent Events

Well.

I was going to resume my normal posting cycle.

And then I decided to throw my phone (and thus all the pictures from our recent adventures) into Smarts Brook instead.

So that was kind of a bummer.

We’ve had recent adventures, though!

Like, some friends and I (and no dogs) hiked a traverse of the Sandwich range. It clocked in at 17.3 miles and, if I recall correctly, ~5100′ of elevation gain. This was a rugged hike, yo. We went up the North Tripyramid Slide…

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Looking down a portion of the slide, which gains 1200′ in half a mile.

…and tagged North, Middle, and South Tripyramid before continuing on the gorgeous, peaceful, mossy Kate Sleeper trail (over both Sleepers) to Whiteface and Passaconaway. I was with a fit, fast group, but we were all feeling it earlier than we (at least, I!) expected and turning away from the trail home to go up to the Passaconaway summit was psychologically tough. I would do the slide and/or Kate Sleeper again in a hot minute! But next time I want to do a big-mile dayhike traverse, I think I’ll revisit the Bonds instead.

We finished up that hike later in the day than expected and I zoomed home for just 90 minutes of sleep before throwing the dogs in the car at midnight and returning north to meet Paws on Peaks for a sunrise trek above treeline, which Krista describes here.

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Lilo abandons me for yet another hiking body.

Although she was kind enough to elide the total meltdown that I had after deciding that I wasn’t up for trying to get Lilo back down the lovely but narrow and slippery Edmund’s Path at a time when other hikers would likely be ascending, potentially with dogs of their own. I mention it here because I think it’s important to be honest about the moments that don’t go as smoothly as one might like (though I appreciate not being ratted out, and being given room to tell my own story!). A number of frustrations, both reasonable and not, came to a head at a time when I was already quite short on emotional bandwidth and it’s a special kind of misery to be desperately unhappy in such a beautiful place with such superlative company. But there I was.

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But I hear it’s a survival skill to be able to appreciate beauty in the midst of misery.

And then it was over, eventually, after we talked and I ate something and Titus regrew his brain, and the rest of the hike (and all of the hike, really) was a marvel, and that’s important, too.

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And we ran up Pierce for Titus’s 4,000-footer #2!

And that brings us, if not quite to now, then closer, anyway!

 

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