I made my way into the infamous “100 Mile Wilderness”, which is a 100 mile stretch that as the M.A.T.C. puts it offers “NO PLACES TO OBTAIN SUPPLIES OR HELP UNTIL MONSON”…. except for those places where you can obtain supplies or help. A minor bit of fact checking may be needed by the M.A.T.C., but they mean well. There is one place 30 miles in (going south) where you deviate off of the AT for a bit (around a mile) until you reach a lake. More on that later though. There is another place that’s 95 miles in (going south) that was also a bit out of the way. I could see no reason to go there….. I was only about 5 miles from Monson (and tacos! more on that later too!)


My first day in the 100 Mile Wilderness was great. I was in very high spirits, and it was beautiful. I found myself spending a lot of time enjoying nature and not a whole lot of hiking. I also had a bit of a late start… I didn’t actually leave Abol bridge until around 10:30am, so I only had a 7 hour day. I did a mere 8 miles. I did have this tremendous feeling of being alive and free. A hiker from Germany named INK had mentioned how he felt that the “real world” wasn’t the modern society and living centers that people have made for themselves, but this hidden one in the wilderness. I’ve given some thought to that, and decided that if anything, the “old-style” real world is really pretty. People have certainly changed the world (in some ways good, in some ways BAD), but I’m glad little pockets of the older and greener world have survived. I hope that continue to be maintained.






Today I also saw my first lean-to, the small shelters along the AT that offer a dry place to stay and an excited extended family of mice to assist you will leftover food…. they just have a hard concept of what is leftover and what was supposed to be for tomorrow. They mean well, and they are rather cute. I ended up not staying in any shelters along the way, but I may do so in the future, especially during winter months. Time will tell!




I ended up camping near the shore of Rainbow Lake in a small grove of trees that had obviously been used previously as a campsite. The scenery was lovely.



