We are getting so close to the end now. Only 484 miles left!! It has been raining pretty much every day, which has made things kind of gloomy. I think I counted about 26 out of the last 33 days it has rained on us. We just want the sun to come out!! Another gloomy thing is now I have lyme disease. It is such a hard thing to identify, and everyone seems to have different symptoms. I have been tired and moody for the past 10 days or so, but I just figured it was from walking in the rain every day. I talked to a couple of doctors on the phone two days ago, and they both agreed they did not think I had it. The very next day I woke up and my elbow ached so bad, then my fingers on my right hand started swelling and aching just holding my pole. The aching seemed to just throb from my right knee, up to my hip, and then down my arm hitting every joint. We hiked 10 miles yesterday, and decided to stay at a really nice lodge that is extremely hiker friendly. I started taking Nick's antibiotics, and it seems my joints are already aching less but my head is about to explode. Stupid ticks!!!
Oh yeah, I didn't get a root canal. They put in a temporary wedge thing, and it didn't hurt afterwards so they say I might not need a root canal ever.

Paul came and visited us on top of Mt. Greylock, the tallest mountain in Massachusetts at 3,491ft. We did not get a view though.

We made it to Vermont!!! This is also the end of the Long Trail. The LT is a 275 mile trail from the southern end of Vermont to the northern end. It is the first long distance trail made in the US. The AT and LT follow the same trail for the first 105 miles.

A typical swampy pond in Vermont.

A moose!!!! We were just hitting the trail in the morning when we heard something running towards us. All of a sudden this huge animal came through the trees just trotting down the trail towards us. I said, "Look at that!" That scared her, and she turned around and started trotting away from us down the trail. We started walking fast after her to see if we could catch her. In about 5 minutes we saw she had tired and was just wondering down the trail. Nick took the camera and started following her. They reached a power line clearing, and she got scared and turned around and started running back towards Nick. This picture captured her running back towards him. He yelled, and she turned again, ran back, and headed down the power line.

This is her running away after Nick yelled.

I cannot believe how big moose are! I think they crossed a horse with a cow. I cannot imagine how scary it would be to encounter a big bull moose.

The view of Vermont from a fire tower.

We had a wonder trail magic surprise in Manchester, VT. This lady picked us up when we were trying to hitch into town. She offered for us to stay in her barn where she had an apartment....we of course took her up on this offer, but we had no idea it would be soooo nice. We had this place all to ourselves...just us and one other hiker. It was the nicest apartment we could have imagined. She also had a pond, hot tub, sauna, and 5 golden retrievers she shared with us.

This was the living room. We were dreaming of how nice it would be to snuggle up in this room with the wood stove and watching the snow fall outside on all the trees in the winter. It must be wonderful!!

Vermont mud sucks. The trail is very muddy in some spots. This is one of those sections. Nick's poles are about a foot in the mud.

Now his leg is sucked into the mud...just kidding.

We barely caught this view of a mountain before all the clouds blowed back in.

Nick crossing a bridge. The sign warns the weight limit is one person....that is reassuring.

I guess some boy scout group stacked up a pile of rocks and it started this tradition. Everybody tries to add a contribution when they hike by.

Of course Nick and Justin could not just add one rock. They added a shelf and each added a stack of rocks.

This was another area the rock cairns were taking over the trail. It is pretty crazy.

Clarendon Gorge.

On top of Mt. Killington....look at that view behind us. Nothing but clouds and whistling wind.

That tower is only about 200ft away, but we can barely see it through the clouds.

We made it to the "Maine Junction" where the Long Trail splits off and heads north and the AT starts angling NE. Hikers on the LT only have 165.9 miles left to Canada.

We have 469 miles by this sign to Katahdin, but this year we actually have 486.9 miles left.
I don't know why I can't write under the next picture, but this is me with lyme disease. I look pretty sad carrying my right hand in my coat because my elbow hurts too bad to carry the pole.