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	Near 
the top, the Twin Brook Trail became steeper, the woods brighter, and the firs 
shorter. Suddenly, the trail emerged from the brush and we were at the junction 
of the Twin Brook and Frost Trails. The summit of Galehead Mountain loomed directly 
above, and I could see the hut a short distance off to the north. 
       
		We
      decided to stop at the hut first, then climb to the summit. The trail
      ascends easily over huge boulders to the hut. I remembered these boulders
      from the previous year when Muffin and I had climbed the Twins and
      Bonds.
      Near the bottom of the steep Twinway Trail, just before approaching
      Galehead Hut, we had come upon the boulders, which ranged in size from a
      desk to a small car. We had hopped from boulder to boulder over deep, and
      sometimes wide, gaps. While not difficult for me, poor Muffin had had a
      tough time, partially slipping between two boulders and hurting her leg.
      But on the Frost Trail, there were only a few of these, the
      trail wasn't steep, and we made it safely to the hut.  
       
		With
      Muffin tied up on the sunny porch outside, I went inside for a tour.
      Despite the controversial nature of the hut’s government
      regulation-dictated handicapped facilities, they were barely noticeable.
      Yes, there was a wheelchair ramp, but it could just as well have been any
      sort of ramp, and I didn’t notice anything particularly odd inside,
      except maybe that the new hut was a lot more spacious than the old one
      was. Many of the huts, especially the stone buildings such as Carter and
      Madison, are somewhat dank and chilly. But the new Galehead Hut was nice,
      spacious, airy, and well-lit with lots of large bright windows, and the
      new wood smelled fresh and clean. 
       
		It
      was also arranged better than most of the huts. There were four bunkrooms,
      and for a change, the bathrooms were built off the dining room/common area
      instead of being accessible through the bunkrooms. In the old days, when
      one bunkroom was designated for men and the other for women, the two
      bunkroom/bathroom arrangement had probably made sense. But since the
      bunkrooms had all been made coed a number of years ago and the bathrooms
      hadn’t, it had been very inconvenient if you were a man in a bunkroom
      with the attached women’s bathroom, or vice-versa. Having to pass
      through the other bunkroom to go to the bathroom was not only awkward, it
      was disturbing to the occupants of the other bunkroom.            | Muffin
      sitting on one of the large boulders that form the section of the Frost
      Trail between the Twin Brook Trail and Galehead Hut. In contrast to last
      year, when Muffin hurt her leg in the gap between similar boulders on the
            Twinway, she hopped from rock to rock with no problems. | 
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