New England Hiking: dudley - Viewing Profile - New England Hiking

Those mushrooms in the bottom picture are what's called LBMs (little brown mushrooms)

The ones in the top photo look to be honey mushrooms, and if they are they're a week or so early.
Honey mushrooms are taking over the world...check this out.

http://www.extremesc...st-living-thing

It's all good
Where's the free beer ?

Years ago I use to do a bit of solo backpacking and I was 15, maybe 16, at the time
I had gone into Lincoln to resupply and was walking east out the Kanc with my goodies.
I was very hungry and had bought a lot of food so my pack was about 65lbs and top heavy
This was in the days before Loon Mountain was a big resort and there across the Pemi looked like a good place to camp overnight and EAT. I looked for a likely place to cross and when I didn't find one I attempted to ford the river. Well this was late April, early May and the water was still pretty high. I didn't make it. I went under and my pack kept me there, face down, washing down river. By the time I struggled to shore, everything was soaked.
I remember setting up my tent and hanging everything in the trees to dry. That's when it started snowing. Except for my wrung out wool jacket, I was naked, freezing and exhausted. As I remember I was only able to put together a small fire. My down bag must have been semi-protected because I don't remember that being much of an issue but the "egg-crate" sponge sleeping pad was a wash. I think I ate some cold Dinty Moore and went to bed.
That was just about the most uncomfortable night of my life

In the morning I packed up and was thinking about going home but didn't want to repeat the swim across the Pemi. I bushwacked east through the woods a ways and there it was. The bridge that is now the entrance to Loon
If I had only walked up around the next bend...

I was out "the camp" all weekend cutting firewood (and drinking scotch )for the big Labor Day party.

The numerous coyotes there are making me nervous so I actually brought a tent instead of sleeping out under the stars.
The tent is an old canvas one that's been in the attic forever. It's in good shape and I'll leave it set up for the rest of the season.

The brook is down to a trickle and the little brook trout are trapped in little pools where the water is barely over their backs. Hope it rains soon for their sake.... and for our water supply.

While looking for information on something totally unrelated, I came across a page about Canadian folk singer Taylor Mitchell who just last year became the first adult in North America ever to be killed by coyotes.
The funny thing is that this happened on the Skyline Trail in Cape Breton Highlands National Park in Nova Scotia. A trail that I've hiked !!
I had my own experience on that trail when I was charged by a full sized bull moose that I failed to see until I was only a few yards away