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June 30th was a very pretty, blue, and warm day. I walked into the Pinkham Notch visitor's center and was blown away at how commercialized this rugged area was. I combed the store for supplies, surrounded by cotton hoodies and highly decorated baseball caps. Fortunately I found the dehydrated food that I needed (since I was clearly not going to be able to hike my intended 18+ miles days) and some new gaiters for my shoes, since the ones I brought with me broke on the Maine boulders. Added bonus, I also grabbed lunch that I didn't cook myself. The single thing that kept me moving was the sugary beverage that I had with my lunch. Those are indispensable on a long distance hike.
After lunch I struggled to find my way to the AT. All of the signs in the area make no mention to it, and there were no white blazes to be seen. I didn't have Guthook at the time. I asked an employee and they gave me a blank stare. Finally someone said they had seen a white blaze, but it was some distance down another trail. I gave it a chance and eventually started seeing white blazes again. The AMC really needs to figure their shit out and accept that roughly 2000 people a year rely on knowing where to go in the Whites. I did notice their wooden signs that make no mention of the AT were altered by good samaritans to show which way the AT went. It's a shame that the organization in charge of the AT in this area doesn't see it necessary to formally make these changes. But I digress.
I still remember the climb up Mt. Madison. I remember it taking the better part of 4 hours, no breaks, constantly moving so I don't lose my momentum. I was sweating so much that I looked like I was walking in the rain. People were passing me going down the mountain, some offering words of encouragement and some exclaiming how it looked like I was doing something ridiculous by carrying such a large pack up this steep bouldery slope. I eventually broke the tree line and still had over a mile to the summit, and another half mile to the hut where I would hopefully be allowed to stay the night. .