West Mountain Shelter


I got my sandwich, hiked back to the trail, and packed it up for lunch.
We have been hearing booms all day and at first I thought it was gun fire from local shooting range though it was louder than I had heard before. At the deli I found out West Point is only 20 miles away and what we had been hearing was cannon fire. Wow, if that is what it sounds like here I wonder how loud it is by the cannon.
Caps I I hiked very slowly in the morning. After four hours we had only covered six miles. I knew we were coming up on a stretch of trail called Agony Grind.

After that we hiked into another rough stretch of trail, the Lemon Squeezer. That wasn't so bad, just a narrow slot between some boulders but after that the trail was routed right over a vertical 8' rock face. There was a an easy path around it but I decided to go over the "true" AT and after a few attempts I managed to haul myself over it almost completely by using my atrophied upper body.
After that the trail mellowed out and we made good time once more. That doesn't mean that it flattened though. It feels a lot like Georgia where one is always going up or down hill. For people who started in GA this is not much of a big deal but I suspect this is the first terrain of this sort Caps has hiked as he got really annoyed.

The shelter is way off the trail tonight. Just at the turnoff there is a great overlook to the west and we arrived just in time to see the sun descend from the ceiling of clouds into the red void that separated them for the earth. I stayed behind to watch and take pictures while Caps pushed on to the shelter. The sun set was stunning and when it finally finished dipping below the horizon I headed to the shelter too.
The shelter is indeed a long walk off trail but it is worth it. It is on top of a huge flat rock that commands a wide view of the horizon. Below and to my left is the Hudson river meandering through the mountains. To my right New York is again visible on the horizon.
After I cooked my dinner I forgot to pick up my stove. As a result I accidentally stepped on it and sort of crushed it. I tried to pop out the dents and we will see if it still works when I make dinner tomorrow.
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