Now, where was I.....

When I last blogged, I had just returned from High Peaks #30 and 31---Sawteeth and Gothics. Holy Canoli---I've done 8 since then!

**Part 2 of a 3 part post....I just realized I'm getting ahead of myself so I'll have to edit & add to this later....

In a nutshell, Brian, Pam and I hiked to Mount Marshall on Aug 21 in lieu of an overnight camping trip to Cliff and Redfield. There was a 70% chance of rain that weekend and if you hike with me, you can double that percentage. Safe to say, there would have been a 140% chance of rain. Not fun. Anyhoo, we decided to make Marshall a day hike and if we got wet, we knew we could go home and take a hot shower and not spend the night shivering in a tent in the middle of the Adirondacks.

We kept a steady pace all the way in---made it to the Henderson Monument. This monument was erected in 1854 to honor David Henderson, a key player in the early mining days in the Adirondacks. It sits near the edge of a pond and more often than not, is partially submerged.

We took a slight detour near Flowed Lands and happened to find some Sun Dew, a Venus Fly Trap type of plant.

After getting back on the trail, we reached the rock cairn and headed to summit, approximately 1.5 miles away. This trail was very different from the others. It was very green, ferny, and lush. I half expected a hobbit or troll to jump out at us. The trail meandered in and out of Herbert Brook--that was neat, but I prefer dirt and rocks to slippery moss-covered brook beds. Of course it rained...we were semi-wet when we stopped for lunch about .5 of a mile below the summit.

We made to the summit, none the worse for wear...attended to some warbrobe issues, tylenol and knee brace issues and potty break issues. So here I am in my dorky doo-rag trying to keep the wet hair out of my eyes. # 35 for me...woohoo!