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      From
      a distance, even while I was still up on the ridge, I could hear the
      sporadic hammering of what sounded like an axe chopping wood. Instead, it
      turned out to be the caretaker, Jay, working on composting the outhouse.
      This consisted of his pulling out the bin underneath the toilet seat and thoroughly
      mixing the waste with bark chips - not exactly his favorite activity. 
      
      Never-the-less,
      he welcomed me to the campsite, which at the moment was vacant except for
      the two of us. After talking a short time, I walked down the trail to the tent
      area and set up my 2-person Kelty Zen on platform # 3. According to
      Jay, the Imp Campsite did not have a bear problem, so for once, I could
      cook and eat right at my site. I still hung my food in a nearby tree to
      keep it away from mice and other rodents. 
      
      After
      setting up camp, I got got ready for my hike to Mt Moriah, clearing my
      backpack of everything except those items I'd need for a four-mile day
      hike. Then I stopped at
      the shelter to get a look. The Imp Shelter holds about twelve on a large
      log shelf about four feet off the ground. Just beyond was a
      great lookout, complete with rickety log bench. Framed by several
      large firs, it made a nice shady and restful spot to sit and watch
      the world below. 
      
      The
      campsite's water source was a small brook flowing down some boulders a
      short way down the path from the shelter. I used my filter to fill several
      bottles, then sat down on the warm rocks for a quick lunch of peanuts and
      a power bar. 
       
      After
      climbing back up the spur trail, which actually didn't seem as long as I
      had thought it would, I headed north on the Carter-Moriah Trail, retracing
      my steps from the morning. Back at the junction with the Stony
      Brook Trail, I met a guy and his dog, who apparently lived down along Rt
      16 and were just out for an afternoon walk to the nearby ledges. The
      ledges and cliffs on the south face of the Mt Moriah massif loom sharply
      over a deep ravine to the east, but give magnificent views in several
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              My
            tent set up on a platform at the Imp Campsite. The campsite did not
            have a bear problem, so for once, I could cook and eat right at my
            site. I still hung my food to keep it away from mice and other
            rodents.             | 
           
             
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