The End

So this is it. The end of the trail. Of course, it's a 3-4 hour climb down, so on the big day, it's not exactly the end. It wasn't exactly a short trip, and to reach the end was quite a mixed bag of emotions, but we felt a tremendous sense of accomplisment.

Stay tuned for shots from the trip home...

Katahdin

Are you ready? If you've been following along this whole time, then this is the picture you've been waiting to see. It's definitely the picture we've been waiting to take. This is Mt. Katahdin as seen from the vicinity of Abol Bridge along the Abol Stream trail.

Dinnertime.

We decided to take a little detour and follow some old logging roads for a while, and happened upon these two moose in the middle of their dinner of leaves and twigs. We followed them down the road a while until they disappeared into the woods.

Friday Night Jamoree!

Every friday night in Monson, the general store closes early and half the town piles in to pick and grin. If you ever happen to be in Maine, make a point to be in Monson on a Friday. It's a good time not to be missed.

Crossing the Kennebec

The Kennebec river, swift and dangerous, has killed many who have tried to cross. So the ATC has a ferry service (this canoe) to deliver hikers safely to the other shore.

Saddleback

Spectacular views are of course great when hiking above treeline, but obviously this day visibility was about 75 yds. The whole mountain had a mystical quality, as the terrain in front of us appeared out of the clouds.

Lakes and Maine

Nearly every night in Maine we got to camp next to lakes just as clear and beautiful as this. Tough luck, I know, but we suffered through it.