Date: 2010-08-11
From: Manchester Center, VT

To: Mount Killington
Miles today: 50.0

So if no one will comment I will have to move toward a more interesting subject matter. Mom, please don't read this entry.My first evening in Vermont was spent at the Congdon Shelter. When Stucco and I arrived at dusk I noticed a girl bending down in an awkward pose trying to show her goods to Boss - a fellow from Georgia that has a very handsome beard, face and figure. Being a southern gentleman he thanked the girl for showing him the stretch and went to bed. This girl looked very disappointed and wandered back to her tent to retire as well. At least that is what I thought.Once this girl realized Stucco, myself and two single male thru-hikers were cooking dinner she quickly popped out of her tent and introduced herself. She is a yoga instructor from Williamsburg, Brooklyn who had not been hiking in a few years. She decided to hike in Vermont to get reacquainted with backpacking and I assume to score a mountain man. For the two love-starved boys this was an extremely rare find. A girl in the woods that you wouldn't have to hike away from if things got messy. Both of the boys immediately started dropping their game in this extremely crowded campsite. So much so that Tripper got out of her tent to ask us to move to the brook. While we were down at the brook the weak bearded single guy stayed backs in hopes that his better bearded friend might have some luck. This would turn out poorly for weak beard. Better beard expressed great interest in yoga and told yoga girl all about his first trip to the big apple. I grew tired of this quickly and ducked out for bed leaving Stucco behind to chat with them. She quickly followed my lead.An hour or so later yoga girl decided to call it a night. Better beard was not sure how to continue his game play so he brilliantly asked for her toothpaste. She shared and then he offered to show her some photos of his trip in return for the use of her toothpaste. Yoga girl squealed with delight and asked him to show her the pictures in her tent. This did not make weak bears happy at all as his tent was a foot away from hers. Once better beard made it in to the tent conversation turned into giggles and giggles turned into talks about astrology and astrology turned into giggles (not just for them but for everyone). It is extremely amusing to watch someone you've only seen in the woods try and hit on someone. I think all ten of us at the campsite equally wanted to know what was happening and to get a good nights sleep. I luckily got a bit of both. Weak beard only got the details of their conversations and their rolls in the hay at 1, 2, 3 and 4 in the morning. I think most of the camp heard it as tent walls don't provide much sound-proofing and we were all in a 30x40 foot campsite.The next morning I crawled out of my tent to see weak beard mouthing "omg did you hear them last night?" I chuckled, packed up quickly and headed to the shelter to gossip about the night before. A few minutes later yoga girl emerged from her tent to pee. She then came over to the shelter to let us know it rained during the night. PowerPack informed her that it was her panting that caused the condensation in her tent. I waited for better beard to emerge from his tent but I think he was too embarrassed to come out while we were still there. So I have yet to get all of the lurid details from better beard but when I do I will update you.I never thought I'd see a brooklynite come to the woods to have a romp with a mountain man. She got what she came out for and provided us all with endless amusement.