August 2 - Dalton, MA (Day 136 – milepoint 1543.3)

A relatively easy 20 miles today. As I crossed a road I looked up the way to see a sign that read, “Blueberries for Sale.” Naturally, I was curious and decided to investigate. What I found was a blueberry FARM. So I dropped my pack, introduced myself to the farm owner, and proceeded to pick 4 lbs. of blueberries in about half an hour. Big, fat, beautiful, juicy, sweet and tart, flavorful frickin’ blueberries.

I was charged $4.00.

After a few miles carrying the extra few pounds I was happy to run into Small World, Jarvis, and Land Shark, who had missed the farm and were very happy to lighten my load.

We rolled into Dalton and arrived at the home of local Trail Angel, Tom Lavardi, who opens his home and yard for hikers. We joined Tom for a fun little concert in town. Entertaining for it’s corniness more than anything. Back to Tom’s and joined the rest of
the folks who rolled in today (a dozen or so) in a circle passing around a bottle of whiskey. There was nothing about that whiskey that interested me, except passing it on to those who were happy to receive it.

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