Day 88: Pond to North of Blowdowns

Gosh, it rained so hard last night! I could hear ice pellets pinging my tent, and this morning there were patches of ice all around. Nor surprisingly, my tent was sopping wet. It was cold and gray, so no chance of drying it out before starting my hike. That’s one of the worst things – packing up a wet tent.

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