Climbing out of Mass
MA was DreamCatcher country, being a Boston gal (NEVER call her 'girl'). She had connections and arranged for her gear to ride ahead. Their fellas and the girls were slacking through this stretch, but Big John and I were backpacking it. Through the day, the weather just kept getting more and more ugly. Boomers in the afternoon at the end of all of this wet suggested a change in the weather.
That's Sherbear with DreamCatcher ahead of her making their way up Trail.