Another typical hiking day in Maine on the AT - bloody hard! We have a climb over Spaulding Mt before lunch and then stop at a shelter where a southbound hiker 'Suicidal' is holding forth. He doesnt stop talking. On the Loose, Sourdough, and Digby and I eat our lunch in record time to escape him. We all felt suicidal after we left. There is a steep final descent which is quite tricky - a landslide has swept the old trail away.
We arrive at the campite just on dusk and take a platform for the tent. It is a special night - we have broken through the 200 mile barrier to the finish! HD Mama and Snowwhite also arrive to stay the night. It rains and yes the tent still leaks! Grrrrr.
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