There was a giant pond between the two peaks and tons of moose poop to prove its popularity.
After the second peak, we began what Shabbat lovingly called "the descent to Hades" as we dropped 2500 ft in 3 miles heading down into Grafton Notch. It may have been the descent to Hades, but that's exactly where my rancid chicken belonged--and there was a trash can!
After we left Grafton Notch, the trail upkeep switched from the AMC to the Maine ATC...and all of the sudden we climbed a mountain with something that resembled switchbacks--amazing the difference!
The last mountain of the day was another new favorite: Bald Pate
Tonight we're staying at Bald Pate Lean-to (the Mainer way to say shelter). Happy trails!
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