We climb to a mountain look out which has a private shelter owned by Look Out Farm. The cabin has a tower on the roof with a great view of Mt Moosilauke to the north. This is our first view of the 'White Mountains'. We arrive at a highway to discover a shop just down the road so we take detour to 'On the Edge' Farm where we can buy cheese, milk, soft drink, fruit and bread for lunch. We sit at a picnic table and watch a whole mob of cyclists heading past - a weekend ride.
The track has lots of climbs and descents - the climbing for the day adds up to 3400' - no wonder we are so tired. We find two cans of coke left in a net bag in the river as trail magic - we drink one - the other has leaked and is flat.
There are ten people at the shelter - and they are all new faces. We are wondering what has happened to our own 'cloud' of hikers. Camped next to us is 'Fog' standing for friendly old guy. He has hiked the trail before. This time he has decided to travel really light and fast. His pack looks like a day pack. He is covering over 20 miles every day so we dont expect to see him again. But surprise surprise - his face keeps reappearing over the next month, and we enjoy his company.
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