8-17-12

What. A. Nice. Evening.

I never knew growing up my whole life that Vermont had such incredible mountains. I was hiking up Bromley Mountain, planning on going another 8 miles when a storm came up and I wasn’t looking forward to spending time in it. So a ski slope was at the top and I figured worst case I’d take refuge under a lift. Well, even better, a warming hut was open for hikers and I got in right before the storm. After the heavy rains, just before night fall, the most amazing sunset developed. Layers of mountains in the foreground, and the clouds and fog were just rolling by us. It was constantly changing, but so beautiful. I love this life.

Last night was great too. We went swimming at Stratton Pond while the sun set in the pond’s horizon, right in the vanishing point of two evergreen strewn hills. We swam, then rinsed out some clothes, then set out for a good camping spot right at dusk. 3 miles later! In the dark! We finally found a spot. I was worn out, but every step closer meant less I’d have to do today. We built a fire, and really had a fun night. Again, so fun. Well I’m sleepy, and I need to get in some big miles tomorrow, 26?

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