Bed and Breakfasts usually have pretty good breakfasts, and The Old Stagecoach Inn was no exception. My only regret is that I did not take full advantage of the all-you-can-eat aspect of breakfast and order more food, but I did have a nice plate of apple pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon. The B&B's owner, John, was able to give me a ride back to the trailhead, but not until 10 am, so I had a relatively lazy morning before then.
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With another beautiful day in the works, I left camp around 8:15 to start what would become one of the most strenuous days of hiking I've ever done. (And, in retrospect, I wish I'd had gotten up earlier.)
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I woke up in the middle of the night to find that the pain in my ankle had migrated to my stomach. After a restless while, I fell back asleep. In the morning, the stomach pain was gone, and my ankle felt way better than it had any right to be, given yesterday's sprain.
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I awoke with a start, shortly before sunrise. I was about to roll over and go back to sleep — it was way too early to get up on a short day into town, but in 2200 miles on the Appalachian Trail, I had never seen the sunrise, and today would remedy that.
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It was a little bit cold in the morning, but the sun was shining, and a clear blue sky was overhead. This had the makings of another excellent day of hiking. My original plan for the day was to make it to the Battell Shelter, the next shelter north on the trail, but the unexpected distance covered yesterday opened up other possibilities: one of the three shelters only a few miles from Appalachian Gap, VT 17, the road to Waitsfield, my next resupply stop.
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