Friday morning we would be facing Stratton mountain , the highest elevation so far on the trail. The drop of cars had been completed and the hike started around 9.30 and we made the summit for lunch . I climbed the fire tower and took a few photos. Meet another north bound trail hiker “triple zero “ was his trail name . Going down the other side we met the caretakers of this area. Had a nice chat with him and his wife,as it turns out he was related to folks from Nova Scotia.small world. With Stratton behind us the worst of the climb was also behind us but this was just today. Next stop was Stratton pond, it is to bad the temps had cooled off as we would have been in for a swim. Found another caretaker to talk to , this guy was young not like the the first couple who were in there late sixties. This young fellow was responsible to keep the trail somewhat clean and deal with the privies. By that I meant clean then out. He was a professional shit disturber I suppose we all know someone like that in life. He told us of our next camping spot next to a river . It was about a mile away so cheerfully we moved along. It’s funny as you travel along you have long periods of quietness followed by light conversation and laughter . That seemed to the rhythm. Arriving at our campsite we released the backpacks and Bernard did his thing , scouting the area looking for the best sites . Once the was decided we set up tents clothes lines and prepared a meal. Life is simple in woods and there is a certain charm to it . It’s not easy though! Tonight we were in bed before the sun went down.
I am lying in bed and wondering if Anita still likes me ...then doze off the sleep.
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