291.4 down, 1894.5 to go
Floss showed up to our tent this morning and realized he dropped his wallet somewhere between Old Speck and The Notch. He left a pocket on his backpack open. It was holding his phone, cash and cards!
Bummed, he followed behind us and we started our climb. At the top of a hill, overlooking Gorham, he called his mom to see if there was any chance shed gotten a call from someone. She had, half an hour ago! They had everything of his and would meet us in Gorham!
A trail angel.
The day was beautiful and sunny. We went over a bunch of little mountains and had some great views. There were some technical parts, using ladders, metal poles and dropping our trekking poles to reach up and down. We crossed over to New Hampshire! First state down, 13 to go!
Got to our campsite, Trident Col to realize it was packed! The first guys we ran into said their spot was full, so we looked all down the other spots, only to realize they were taken as well. We pitched our tent right by the entrance on a grassy spot. When Floss showed up, near dark, he found a spot right by the guys. They were obviously not thru hikers!
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