641 Upper Goose Pond Cabin

One of those places you hear about for many weeks, even months. We (Hummingbird and myself) call it the AT Telegraph. We were sitting in the Inn at Longtrsil (oldest ski lodge in Vermont) when I ordered a beer. Bartender asked for my name and, of course, Cucumber is my response. Next thing you know, I'm having a lengthy fishing discussion with "Turtle". Turns out that Turtle had passed a tramily member of ours from many weeks passed-Gumby Bear. Gumby saw the fishing pole on Turtle's back, turned and shouted "hey, you need to talk with Cucumber about the fishing holes up north". One guy in a bar hears Cucumber  and AT Telegraph complete!  Doesn't always work, but it makes you smile when it does. 

Quite a long story to say that is one of the recommendations to stop here. We also had to stop at the cookie lady 10 miles previous to pick blueberries for the pancakes we'll have here at the cabin at 7. We also enjoyed one of our favorite swims of the trip in the "pond" (actually lake size). 

Couple of highlights from the last few days:

Walked into our 4rth state (Massachusetts). I think we were both more emotional about that milestone. We grouped Maine/New Hampshire/Vermont into a MAJOR category in our minds. As we've always heard, "it doesn't get easier, only less hard", we put those states into the "hard" category. 

Having said that, the first thing we do on Mass is climb the highest point in the stat-Mt. Greylock. That was hard. OK forget it, it'll not even get "less hard". 

We also slept on a church floor-not a good sleep, but we showered which always raises value exponentially!

The walk out of town was a very steep climb as we targeted a nice rock outcropping for our breakfast coffee. 

Some nice photos of a friendly turkey vulture.