150 Miles To Go

I haven’t really been Journaling like I had been. So I’ll go by towns:

First, Southern Maine has been rough. Really rugged terrain! And very short mileage. My strained chest has made every step, breath, laugh, cough, and sneeze hurt. The past 100 miles have been tough.

Now, Rangely. Fun town. We ended up sleeping at a park under benches in these little pavilions. We ended up getting rained on.

Stratton, we stayed at the Stratton Motel. Super nice manager who hung out with us and really enjoys the hiker community. I cut my toe open by not seeing a step to a restroom… Maine is trying to kill me.

We crossed the Kennebec River today via canoe. People die trying to ford the river! We’ve been chilling at Caratunk B&B. The terrain has calmed down heavily after the Bigalews. It’s been nice and I’ll have to make up a lot of mileage to make it to Katahdin by Labor Day weekend.

We have one town left, Monson, before the 100 Mile Wilderness then Baxter state park.

It’s weird… This is my last week on the trail.

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