Mt. Kinsman
Where: Mt. Kinsman
When: Summer, 1987
With: Stupid Society
Could this be the first full Stupid Society trip? We headed north in Chip's Bombermobile, with the traditional drive off the road just before the parking lot. We went back to a place that all but Dave had been to before. A repeat of my trip of the previous year along Cascade Brook. Chip and Seth had also gone in earlier in the season, on my recommendation. They got rained on.
This trip had much better weather and we had a nice hike to the campsite I'd been at before. We even stopped for a dip in the pool, as I had. It took some effort, but Seth finally managed to get a fire going. I think this was the hike I brought the Cuban cigars (brought back from Aruba). Anyway, I remember only bits of things about the camp. Hammocks strung across the stream. Seth sleeping outside on the ground because no one offered him a spot in their tent.
The next day, we discovered during breakfast that for once, we'd seriously underbought food. I think we had half a bagel apiece. Still, we decided to continue the hike and went up to the pond and up Mt. Kinsman. I found some hard candy once we were on top and saved the day a bit, but the afternoon's hike wasn't too fun. Lots of walking for no real purpose. We probably should've just headed back to the car from the campsite, rather than hiking further up. In any case, we did manage to get out, not too much the worse for wear.
When: Summer, 1987
With: Stupid Society
Could this be the first full Stupid Society trip? We headed north in Chip's Bombermobile, with the traditional drive off the road just before the parking lot. We went back to a place that all but Dave had been to before. A repeat of my trip of the previous year along Cascade Brook. Chip and Seth had also gone in earlier in the season, on my recommendation. They got rained on.
This trip had much better weather and we had a nice hike to the campsite I'd been at before. We even stopped for a dip in the pool, as I had. It took some effort, but Seth finally managed to get a fire going. I think this was the hike I brought the Cuban cigars (brought back from Aruba). Anyway, I remember only bits of things about the camp. Hammocks strung across the stream. Seth sleeping outside on the ground because no one offered him a spot in their tent.
The next day, we discovered during breakfast that for once, we'd seriously underbought food. I think we had half a bagel apiece. Still, we decided to continue the hike and went up to the pond and up Mt. Kinsman. I found some hard candy once we were on top and saved the day a bit, but the afternoon's hike wasn't too fun. Lots of walking for no real purpose. We probably should've just headed back to the car from the campsite, rather than hiking further up. In any case, we did manage to get out, not too much the worse for wear.