Date: 2004-06-08
From: Little Bigelow Lean-to

To: Pierce Pond Lean-to
Miles today: 17.3
Weather: overcast clouds

Log entry: 129Start time: 0725End time: 1415Weather: Warm and hazy in the morning. Some high level clouds rolled in throughout the afternoon to take the edge off the sun but it is getting hotter as the day progresses.Breakfast: Fudge Rounds and chocolate CIBLunch: Candy bars and oatmeal cream piesDinner: Chicken tetraziniTrail description: By far the flatest 17 miles since Connecticut. Some of the walking was hard due to mud and roots. But very flat. Nothing too exciting either. Reminded me a lot of trails back in Michigan. People: Some old cronies by the boat docks and Mrs. Harrison and her daughter.Animals: A loonMoney spent: NoneComplaints: I felt pretty ill for a while this afternoon. I think maybe dehydration and overheating. And I won't get to see the Piston's game tonight. Bummer. It's also getting hotter and more humid by the hour.Thoughts: The terrain was favorable today but the walking quite uncomfortable. Hot and humid which made me sweaty and sticky. Spider webs stretched across the trail constantly in my face, eyes, and mouth. And the trail hadn't been trimmed back yet of new growth so that was always brushing against you. The mud, roots, and rocks were almost a welcomed distraction.I meant to eat a quick early lunch at West Carry pond shelter but the mosquitoeswere too bad to sit so on I went.I almost stopped at East Carry pond to swim but I figured I would do that atPierce pond. Pierce pond is nice but pretty rocky. I got here around 2 ish and washed up alittle which felt good but the water is still a little too cold for submersion.Though the longer I sit here, the better it looks.I had a headache and a gut ache all due to dehdration I imagine. So I am tryingto drink and eat as much as I can.Harrison Camp is a small fishing cabin/resort just up the trail. I first stopped in at the boat docks and talked to 2 old cronies there about fishing, hiking, etc. Very nice guys. I then tried my luck over at the lodge trying to find a TV for the game tonight. They only have 1 TV and that is in the living room of the Harrison's personal house. I tried charm and Jedi mind tricks, both to no avail. Looks like I'll go to bed early, sweaty, and alone. Maybe it's time for a swim. At least then I'll go to bed hypothermic instead ofsweaty.Well, I'm back after soaking my legs for a while in the lake. I probably spent10 minutes watching blackflies feast of my exposed kneecaps. They tickle as they walk around and I can't feel the bite but after one feeds and flies away a small drop of blood appears. As I sat next to the lake, waiting for dark so I can go to bed, I thought aboutBig Star Lake and how much I am looking forward to that. I truly can't wait. Aweek at the cottage with family and I imagine new friends. Most everyone thatstays up ther the same week as us is from Holland.I feel kind of guilty. I so much do not want to be here in this lean-to, inMaine, on a gorgeous lake and just want to be somewhere else. If it were not for the Kenebec river which requires a ferry to cross, I would have moved on. Even now at 19:26 I would pack up and move north. Sitting idle is when I feel the worst.And to think that there are hundreds, maybe even thousands out there who wouldgive anything to be in my place tonight. Not a cloud in the sky, the pink sunflirting with Bigelow Mtn, and a lean-to overlooking it all. And I just want tobe somewhere else, or at least with someone else. I think Blink-182 says it best in their song, Asthenia. Asthenia is the psychological condition that astronauts go through after too much time in space. All that time looking back on Earth realizing that you are such a small part, a speck, and not wantng to go back.Anyways, I think this is how the song goes. It's been in my head for a while.Last night it came as a pictureWith a good reason, a warning signTHIS PLACE IS VOID OF ALL PASSIONIf you can imagine, it's easy if you tryBelieve me I failed this effortI wrote a reminder this wasn't a visionThis time where are you HoustonIS SOMEBODY OUT THERE, WILL SOMEBODY LISTENShould I go back should I go back should II FEEL ALONE AND TIRED Should I go back should I go back should II hope I won't forget youMY HEAD IS MADE UP OF MEMORIESMost of them useless, delusionsThis room is bored of rehearsalAND SICK OF THE BOUNDRIESI MISS YOU SO MUCHShould I go back should I go back should II feel alone and tiredShould I go back should I go back should IThis time, I don't want toShould I go back should I go back should II hope I won't forget you