### Day 31 - June 30
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![alt text]( "Avoid tragic results.")

Today I did a pretty chill nine miles, partly so that **The Settlers** could catch up to me and partly because today I went over Mount Moosilauke, the steepest climb probably since Sugarloaf. The trail went up right next to a bunch of cascading waterfalls for a climb of about 2k feet in 1.5 miles. There were a bunch of sections where the trail went up near-vertical rock slabs with wooden steps nailed into them.

![alt text]( "The beautiful cascades, with the trail on the left. Yes, those rocks are the trail.")

Everything on the way up was wet from the night before and a little slippery, so I really took my time. Going down the falls didn't look like it would be a fun time. Above treeline, the summit was cool even though the visibility was abysmal.

![alt text]( "Trail through the fog.")

![alt text]( "When I stepped off the trail to go to the bathroom, I found a moose skeleton.")

### Day 32 - July 1
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Then the rains came. Today **The Settlers** and I met **The Omelette Guy**, who has a whole propane kitchen set up near Cape Moonshine Road and gives eggs (with ham, peppers, and onions), pancakes, muffins, bananas, coffee and orange juice to hikers. We stayed under his roof of tarps to stay dry for a while, then went off to climb over Mount Cube, so we could get to the hexagonal shelter (named Hexacuba Shelter) with the pentagonal privy where we planned to stay the night. We had gone about half way up when rain started coming down in buckets. We were soaked to the core by the time we made it under the shelter's roof. The AWOL guidebook said that the shelter's water source was an "unreliable stream" 0.2 miles away, but this afternoon there were several reliable streams within twenty feet, including the one coming off the shelter roof. Unbeknownst to us at the time, the rain was so bad that it washed out a number of roads in the area.

### Day 33 - July 2
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Somewhat predictably, today was *wet*. Much of the trail was just a long series of deep puddles. I took a wrong turn and ended up on the Smarts Ranger Trail for a while, which was really just a 3-mile long stream bed. Once I had walked down two miles of stream and realized I was on the wrong trail, I decided that I was *not* going to hike back up. Thankfully it converged back into the AT at the parking lot at the foot of Smarts Mountain. The views from the tops of these peaks aren't as nice as the ones in the Whites, mostly because there's trees in the way, but there was a great ledge today that dropped off hundreds of feet just a few feet off the trail.

### Day 34 - July 3
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Create Hanover post from phone notes
Create Hanover post from phone notes