Bamforth Delivers

Big plans, big day, big head-cold. Speed, Gilbert, tMail and I hit the Bamforth and tagged the summit, dropped down to the Alpine Trail, poked at the airplane wing, bombed down Monroe, I hitched a ride with the Donnelly's to the truck, picked up the others, crashed a party at maddog's, ate a lot of meat.

mutha's highlights:

• cold drizzle, rain, wind
• tMail got sicker and sicker during the ascent (see pick at right of ragdoll tMail barely able to walk).
• more cold drizzle, rain & wind, plus mud...lots of mud
• and some rain
• and it was windy
• nobody on Bamforth (as usual) but crowds on the summit and down Monroe. The amount of denim was nearly unbelievable.
• and it was like we were all completely unprepared in one way or another. and then when we got down, the sun came out and it was a textbook case of glorious, blue-sky fall weather.
• great company, great beer drinking, good times w/ MadDog and his family and in-laws w/ zombie tMail dead on the couch, wrapped in a snuggly.

tmail's highlights:

The first stop en route to the Northeast Kingdom was the Ibex tent sale which was the influence of PM. 5 Ribbed Ibex Wool hats, 2 base layers, and hot chocolate with a dirty blond it was off to Muthaville, Vt.

Mutha and I did our normal errands, take the dogs for a ride, stop at the St. J Co Op say hi to Lauren, crash Pricechopper and of course Marty's.

Dinner was an incredible Pumpkin soup made by Mutha with Salmon and vegetables. I also sampled PM's Heat of Love.

Shortly after dinner things began to go dim...around 2.30am I woke to what felt like MD poured cement down my nostrils, someone dumped sawdust down my throat and my head was placid between two granite slabs. That lasted until 4.53am when i gave up and got ready.

Much of it then remains even further dark...we picked up AGilbert and Speed (who might have earned the nickname The Glove).

Next thing I was on Camels hump and next thing I after that I was in MD's kitchen and he was funneling motor oil down my throat. I remember asking him how much too take he said finish the bottle. I went into a MD induced coma around 3pm had a vital signs check around 5.50pm to go get a burn permit with MD, tour Jericho and then was checked again around 7pm for the ride back to Muthaville.

Getting back to the hike I had the worst possible gear one could have for the hike...including gloves i couldn't get on because my hands were so wet and cold. My jacket sucked, pants sucks, I sucked. O back to Speeds proposed nickname he wore no gloves the entire hike, through freezing rain, sleet and snow amazing.

Anyway Sunday morning I woke up feeling like I was off life support but proceeded to drink from the bottle that MD gave me as a party favor.

Went for a walk with Mutha, Spanky and Jake and things started feeling better...we also went for lunch at the Thai restaurant in St. J

Despite the grip of death...it was a great wknd with Mutha, Sue, AGilbert, The Glove, MD, Palin (who kept wrapping me in a snuggy), Jake, Spanky, Lucky, Mia and Twitchy (where ever the hell you disappeared to).

Sue and Mutha thanks again for the accommodations, meals, IV bag and medicine.