18-08-13 Shaws hostel

I stayed at Shaws just after the hundred mile wilderness. It was a nice place to stay. The poet and hippie chic purchased the place some time after 2014. They are trying to keep the mystique of the 40 year tradition.

I like Poet he is about 40 with sandy brown hair he recited a pome that sounded scandinadian.He runs an out fitter that has a good selection of things. I didn't get to talk to Hippie Chic much she was running around like a chicken with its head cut off. They have two children that run around the place in complete safety. The cost is reasonable for stay and the nine Dollar breakfast is great. The restock seems to be high priced. I feel that they are trying to make a bunch of money during the short season. For twenty five dollars you get a nice clean bed and shower, and for nine dollars you get a great breakfast with three eggs, home fries, bacon and all the pancakes you can eat. Running a hostel looks like you can make a lot of money if you get the 40 is people per night, but it looked like a lot of work.

There was a fire pit and ten or fifteen twenty somethings sitting around almost all of them NOBO’S. Looking at the hundred mile wilderness and then Katahdin and done with a six month effort. There is a connection between these people even those who have never met before. They have all been involved in a long hard effort and they are very close to being done. Some of them have hiked two thousand miles with mostly the same people. Seeing them daily or often for months. They keep track of people they know. They know that they are a week behind or a week ahead. I don't know but I think that they will be friends with them for the rest of their lives. Shaws is a tradition and a great place.

I did a Zero my Merrells these shoes started biting my big toe. There was a bruise were it bent in a wrong place. There was no place to buy them in Monson Poet offered to take me to some sort of shoe store. I ended up ordering Altra 3.5 to be delivered to the post office in Caratunk.

Butterfly and Huckleberry were there when I got there we exchanged pictures of mushrooms. Butterfly and Huckleberry are a  middle aged who were hiking south I lost them after Shaws