Day 144: Monson, ME - 2,070 miles

Bigelow Mountains

Three days ago I had what could've been one of the best days on the trail this season. After a spell of unexpected and unusually cold weather, the temperatures in Maine finally shot up into the 60s and even the 70s. In time to climb the Bigelows. 

Main in the Autumn

After a tough climb I spent several miles above the tree line. The valley below was filled with every color: red, yellow, and orange deciduous trees mixed with green pines and blue ponds. 

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After descending back into the valley I had a campsite all to myself on the eastern side of Flagstaff Lake. That night I camped by cool water to the sound of gently lapping waves and the occasional singing loon.  The Milky Way blazed overhead while I made a fire and had my dinner by the lake. 

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Now I am in Monson, and tomorrow morning I will begin the 100 Mile Wilderness. Once I emerge on the other side only Mount Katahdin remains.