Huts be crazy in the rain

I forgot how nuts these huts can be—especially this one, I think, because you can practically drive to it. There are many, many kids here, most under 10. At 4 PM, there are also a handful of thrus waiting to angle for work for stay. I don’t know any of them. Robin Hood, Sponge Bob. They knew Ting and were flabbergasted to hear he’s out.

Apparently the missing hiker and the dead hiker are one and the same. I think.

So. It did not rain last night! That was great, because whatever else happened, my tent will be dry next time I need it (tomorrow night). I was on trail at 5:45, and it was another vertical type of morning, getting up to the Presidential ridgeline. I was going back and forth between calling it Spidermanning and Mountain Goating, and I finally settled on spidergoating. I’d sing as I climbed: “Spidergoat, Spidergoat, does whatever a Spidergoat can.”

It was overcast for most of the day, until I got to within a quarter mile of Lakes of the Clouds. (Didn’t it used to he “Lake”? Or have I been misreading for years?) Then the sky opened up, and with no trees for cover I was wet within minutes. Ah, well. You lose some. 😁

Tomorrow: Washington, etc, in shitty weather. Wind gusts up to 55, but hopefully I’ll be past Madison by then. I’m only aiming to get past treeline. Breakfast here isn’t until 7, so it’ll be a late start to get 10 miles. On trail by 8, I’ll finish maybe by 6:30, if I stop up on Washington to buy food. Argh.

Man, it’s crazy noisy here.

Author: Karma AT2019

Karma. On the AT.

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