Day 4

We left Blueberry Hill at 5:30 a.m., hoping to catch the sunrise. It turned into what I’ll call a mushrooms and cobwebs Wednesday—the kind of morning where the trail feels quiet and magical.

By mid-day we reached Upper Goose Pond Cabin, where the caretaker welcomed us with a big smile. We were among 11 hikers staying for the night and were promised the famous blueberry pancakes in the morning.
After lunch, we took full advantage of the pond. Canoes were waiting for us, and we paddled out onto the water before jumping in for a quick swim. The water was cold—refreshing but just long enough for a shiver.

As the sun went down, we gathered around the campfire that had been built, trading stories before heading into the bunk room for the night. A warm, communal end to a long day on the trail.