Long Trail: Day 10

16 miles (109 Total)

Clarendon Shelter to Sherburne Pass

43.66306, -72.83233

We started our ascent up Killington as soon as we left the shelter. It wasn’t too bad of a climb and we made the 10 miles up there by 12:30.

A flower on the trail
A view towards Killington; masked in clouds
Hopping over the rocks
Just a couple of worn out hiking poles
You hang your food on these in the shelters to protect them from mice
Looking up at the Killington summit
The day was cool, barely going above 60, and it was nice hiking weather. Killington is a viewless summit on the trail, unless you want to hike extra to the top, but going down the other side you pass through some ski runs that provide great views too.

A great white rock
Ski area boundary
Passing through the ski run
We reached Sherburne Pass where the Inn at the Long Trail rests. It’s a lodge/pub/restaurant by the trail. It started to rain so we hopped in and ordered a huge plate of nachos. Delicious. We met our friend Cigar at the bar, a fellow Michigander. He’s having some foot trouble and has been at the Inn for several days now. Last we saw him was at Little Rock Pond where I cut my foot. Back in Manchester, he had several hundred dollars worth of gear stolen. He’s has quite a bit of bad luck.

The Inn at the Long Trail
Snack break at the bar
My foot seems to be doing just fine. I don’t think I’m going to wrap it anymore. I think it helped that my feet were pretty tough to begin with. All these miles of hiking and running have transformed the bottom of my feet to leather, more or less.

We debated spending the night at the Inn. 75 dollars gets you a room and breakfast in the morning. But the rain finally let up, so we made the decision to sleep outside instead.

The Inn is a cool place but it is way overpriced. A plate of nachos (although it was super big), a Long Trail Ale and a Coors light set us back 25 bucks. The Coors light was a ridiculous 5 dollars! That’s highway robbery right there.

It’s cool tonight, in the 40s. Seems a little too cold for the end of June. You would think the cold would hamper the flies and mosquitos, but it doesn’t. They are still out here buzzing and biting away.

I hate them. 

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