Almost done with Maine

I'm hoping to cross the State line into New Hampshire on the 26th, or at the latest the 27th. Which gets me in under my goal of Maine in under a month. One state down, 13 to go. Jesus.

I've done a lot of hiking, but there's a few situations on this trip that I actually haven't experienced before. I've hiked a lot, and I've hiked in the rain, and I've pooped in the woods. But this was the first time I pooped in the woods while it was raining (so long, dry toilet paper). These are the types of stories I've been experiencing, but I don't know if they're interesting for the general public. Another example was when a fellow hiker said "over the next mile, we go from four thousand to thirty eight thousand feet", which made us all laugh and gasp at how daunting of a task that would be (he obviously meant 4000 to 3800 feet).

But yep I'm alive, just drudging along. It's been raining a lot the last few days, which slows me down considerably, but there are fewer bugs, so I only get maybe 2 dozen bug bites a day, instead of literally hundreds every day.