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August 25, 2015
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A couple of weeks ago we were treated to the Perseid Meteor Shower. As soon as I read that the conditions would be optimal for meteor viewing (no moon and no clouds), I knew exactly where I wanted to go.

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I left the house just after midnight and headed out to the Parkway. I wasn’t surprised to find that I wasn’t alone out there. I started off on a hilltop where it was cold and windy and there were too many people for my liking.

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I ended the night by myself on the Blue Ridge Parkway, just below where I asked Emily to marry me a few months ago. Over 4 1/2 hours I saw at least 80 meteors. It was pretty magical. Not a bad night outside!

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June 25, 2014
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Last week Emiline and I took a trip to the Roan Highlands to seek out the Rhododendron Bloom. We weren’t disappointed. Nor were we disappointed to find the Azalea Bloom. Nor were we disappointed in the grandeur of the Roan Highlands in general. Emiline had never been. I have been quite a few times- most recently just a few weeks ago when I hiked through on my High Country Loop adventure. I hiked across the balds on the Appalachian Trail on the Saturday of Memorial Day Weekend. It was a zoo. I talked to the ATC appointed Ridge Runner and he said he had already met 300 people for the day.

Last week we saw just a handful of people up at the Rhododendron Gardens on Roan Mountain and even less once we crossed the road at Carvers Gap and headed up to the balds on the AT. There was thunder overhead when we first got there, but thankfully the rain held off and the clouds pushed out, leaving us with a gorgeous summer sunset!

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September 30, 2013
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The only problem with a road trip out West is it takes so long to actually get somewhere. You have to drive for two days before you see anything worthwhile. Before that it’s just Kansas or Arkansas and a bunch of other crap.

Emiline and I agreed that neither of us wanted to deal with the two day drive West to actually begin the adventurous part of a road trip. So, at the end of July, we did the next best thing.

We drove North.

12 Days • 14 States • 3,053 Miles Driven • 25 Appalachian Trail Miles Hiked • 4 Lighthouses Visited • 1 Rock Launched At Canada – with a slingshot

It had been seven years since I was last in New England. Not since the fall of 2006 when I did some hiking in Maine and New Hampshire on the Appalachian Trail. Emiline had never been up North so I was excited to show her around.

We left Boone, NC, on a Thursday morning and were camping just outside of Bennington, VT, that night. It was that easy getting from home to adventure. Way easier than dealing with Kansas. Or Arkansas.

My descriptions of our trip will be mostly brief. Instead I’ll let the images show you what we saw.

If you want more images than what you see here, check out our Instagram Photos from the trip HERE.

And! Check out this little corner of website that we have been creating with all of our images HERE. (It’s still a work in progress so check back often!)

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Vermont

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We spent all day Friday and part of Saturday in Vermont. While there we had a pretty decent overpriced breakfast in Manchester Center. Followed that up with a great hike up Bromley Mountain. There were a few clouds on the horizon and the breeze felt nice as we took a break at the top of the ski lift. Back at the parking lot Emiline was pretty excited to pick up a hitch hiker- an AT Section Hiker who went by the trail name Long Skirt. We gave her a ride into town where she was going to stay the night and stopped for some delicious donuts on the way back out. Driving on the country roads, we made our way north toward the town of Rutland. We took the long way, crossing over the AT along the way. Looking at the map we found an old forest road that lead deep into the Green Mountains. We found a little campsite beside a creek and set up the hammock between two trees. Eventually the mosquitoes showed up to play so we decided to drive back out toward civilization until nightfall. Just after dusk we settled into a different campsite, this time in an open area where there was no water and a steady breeze. An evening thunderstorm passed just south of us, giving a display of light like no other. By Saturday morning the storms had passed and the sun was shining. Making our way back out to the paved roads and just south to the town of Rutland we paid a visit to the Farmers Market. One of the biggest I have been to. As we drove up toward Sherburne Pass we stopped off at a little roadside gift shop to pick up some real maple syrup.

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New Hampshire

My buddy Chris (trail name- Frost) began a thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail back in February. He is an amazing film maker and has been producing beautiful videos of his hike. Seriously. Go check out his work right now. I’d heard that Frost had made it all the way up to New Hampshire, so we decided to track him down. On Sunday morning we headed south on the AT from where the trail crosses Highway 112 at Kinsman Notch. We set up camp at the Beaver Brook Shelter and then continued south to the summit of Mount Moosilauke. The summit is above tree line with views in every direction. As we approached the summit there were at least 30 people up there enjoying the day. Can’t blame them. It was a beautiful day. Guess who one of those thirty people was?

Frost.

“Where are you running off to?” I asked as we approached the summit and saw him coming down the trail towards us.

He wasn’t expecting to see us up there so it was a great surprise and reunion. We’d talked about trying to meet up so I did the math and figured out where he would be. My math was actually right. He also spent the night at the Beaver Brook Shelter so we got to spend the evening chatting and catching up. One of the highlights of my entire trip.

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The Coast of Maine

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The plan was to hike the Mahoosuc Notch on Monday. It is said to be the toughest mile on the Appalachian Trail. The trail makes its way through a mile long boulder field, winding over, under, around, and through boulders that are as big as a small house. It has taken hikers up to 7 hours to traverse this mile of trail.

We woke to pouring rain on Monday and quickly agreed that we didn’t want to try to traverse the Notch in this kind of weather. So, we headed to the coast. I was last on the Coast of Maine in 2004 when my friends Ross and Mandy showed me around.

We reserved a campsite at Camden Hills State Park and then explored a small cove in nearby Lincolnville until it was almost dark.

On Tuesday we drove south along the coast, exploring the Owls Head, Marshall Point, and Pimaquid Point Lighthouses along the way. I have a thing for lighthouses. Especially lighthouses in the fog which the first two were. The weather couldn’t have been any more perfect in my opinion. As day turned to night were drove north to a campground just outside of Bar Harbor. We decided to forgo the entrance fee to Acadia National Park and instead spent some time exploring the once quaint fishing village of Bar Harbor before continuing north.

We decided to visit one more lighthouse on the coast before heading inland towards the AT again. The West Quoddy Head Light stands at the easternmost point in the contiguous United States. Just across the Quoddy Narrows is Canada. It was at this point that I shot a rock at Canada with my slingshot. They never even saw it coming.

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Hiking in Maine

The sun was already setting as we left the trailhead in the middle of the 100-Mile Wilderness on Thursday. From where the AT crossed the logging road we started on, we were only 56 miles from Mount Katahdin- the northern terminus of the Appalachian Trail. A mile into our hike it was completely dark. Eventually, we found the Antlers Campsite, our destination for the night. I’d passed by the Antlers Campsite twice before on other trips through the 100-Mile Wilderness and both times made a mental note that I would like to stay there someday. After setting up our tent we walked down to the shore of Lower Jo-Mary Lake. I snapped a few photos as the moon peaked through the clouds and the loons sang there sweet songs.

By the time we made it back to the car the next day, we were both soaked from the pouring rain. We made our way the 15 miles back to the paved road and headed north to Millinocket. Millinocket is the closest town to Baxter State Park and Mount Katahdin. This is the last piece of civilization a soutbound hiker will see before they hit the trail to begin their hike and the first piece of civilization a northbound hiker will see after the completion of their hike. The rain was coming down hard as we ate lunch at the Appalachian Trail Cafe. The Cafe was full with a nice mix of civilians and hikers. Emiline wanted to attempt the Summit Sunday Challenge – 14 scoops of ice cream (one for each state the AT crosses), Snickers candy bar (hikers’ favorite food), a handful of M&M’s and an AT Cafe’s famous doughnut (made famous in Washington DC) all that topped with choclate syrup, whipped cream & cherries – but I told her she was being silly. I guess I’m a party pooper. You know what isn’t a party pooper, though? The Wolverine. I know because we stopped at a movie theater in Bangor to see it on opening day so we could escape the rain for a little longer.

As we neared Grafton Notch State Park on our last night in Maine, we came around a curve in the road to see a moose running down the middle of it. I slowed down and followed it for a hundred yards before it headed off into the woods. I cannot tell you how happy Emiline was to see a moose. She had all but given up hope on seeing one and at the last possible moment she finally did. She was elated.

Saturday the sun finally shown brightly again. We found the trailhead for the Notch Trail off a forest road near the ME/NH border. The Notch Trail leads to the Mahoosuc Notch which, as I said earlier, is the toughest mile on the Appalachian Trail. So tough, in fact, that we decided to do it twice. An out and back. On our first crossing of the notch we took our time and stopped and explored along the way. Coming back through, though, we decided to see how fast we could actually traverse it. Forty-five minutes after leaving the northern end of the Mahoosuc Notch we found ourselves back at the southern end. Some people hate the Mahoosuc Notch, but I must say that I love it. It is literally a mile long playground for me.

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Tired and happy, we pointed our car south and begin the long journey back to North Carolina.

Like I said before-

If you want more images than what you see here, check out our Instagram Photos from the trip HERE.

And! Check out this little corner of website that we have been creating with all of our images HERE. (It’s still a work in progress so check back often!)

I think I wrote too many words.

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