I'm on a bus headed north, again.

The other side to the whole idea of living the "simple" tent life is the complicated, depending on others thing.
Getting rides to and from the bus station. Using other people's showers, washers, and other amenities.
I can't lie, these are the things that have grown the most tiresome.
I was brought up to do everything on my own, and asking people's help for basic life tasks is a pride-robbing thing- even if the person doesn't seem to care!

Anyways, Nicole and I just returned from a great weekend in Baxter. Hiked South Branch Mountain, returning back to South Branch campground via Pogy Notch Trail. The fall foliage was just amazing, and the two streams we had to cross were chilly.

Can't forget to mention that our night in the tent was graced by a bear, a couple of times. Around 10:30, we were awoken by the huffing and woofing of a bear a little ways from the tent. Next thing we knew, its footsteps were RIGHT outside the tent.
Again, at 3:30 it came by. Not really sure what we would have done had it tried to get into the tent. A little freaky, and definitely freakier than my experience along the Aroostook River earlier in the summer.

Awesome times, but my vagabond life will be coming to a close soon. I'll stick it out until the quintuple iron, then reevaluate my life.
Who knows what new adventures may be ahead??

Thanks for reading..
krp