I found this guy descending from a silk strand right in my face. He was quick, making it almost to the ground before I could get a photo.
This here is Moonshine. We haven’t seen him since Northern, Georgia. It’s possible we have a photo of him on the blog, from March.
After about a 1000 ft climb, I made it to the top of Bromley Mountain, which is also a ski area. Along with being on the Appalachian Trail, we’re also on the Long Trail. The Long Trail is a a 270 mile trail through Vermont’s Green Mountains, and shares about 100 miles with the AT.
Happy hikers. I’m not sure if their Long or AT hikers.
Views from Bromley.
We haven’t seen much floral on the trail, but as soon as you get to a parking area or trail crossing you can be bombarded by vibrant colors.
This guy’s name is Rabbit. WaterBoy and he had been passing each other on the trail for a couple of days.
A few miles from one of the trail crossings (near Bennington, VT) we came upon the Robert Frost House Museum. I read him in high school and college, so it was a treat to be able learn more about him. The museum is only 4 rooms, but the grounds are lovely.
https://www.bennington.edu/robert-frost-stone-house-museum
The hiking has been really nice, but every once in a while you get back on rocky terrain. This section was particular brutal on the ankles.
Now, what’s wrong with this picture? I still don’t think WaterBoy told me how he got Warrior Princess up this.
What pretty fungi growth on those logs. The setting, the colors, the shapes, it’s all kind of special.
Look for the white blaze on the boulder, indicating to hike through. It’s an interesting rock formation to come upon.
I saw this design in the algea on the tree. I’ve asked a couple of people, and we all see the same thing. I think it’s natural. I want to believe it’s natural and unique.
This web photo looked so much better when converted to a b&w filter.
I enjoy seeing these markers. They’re at calf level and easy to walk right past. Also, another Long Trail marker.
Almost there. You can’t help but pick up your pace..
As we cross into Massachusetts we see this Welcome to Vermont sign. We have 4 states left, Mass, Connecticut, New York, and New Jersey.
Our path into Massachusetts, and a hiking poem.
“Woods” by Wendell Berry
I part the out thrusting branches
and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees.
Though I am silent
there is singing around me.
Though I am dark
there is vision around me.
Though I am heavy
there is flight around me.