It was about two years ago we were headed South (SOBO) in Vermont. Kept hearing people call it “Vermud” but it was wonderful with long stretches of soft, flat trail.
Of course that was also a mini drought.
Now it isn’t such a drought.
All that wonderful trail? Turns into mud.
Miles and miles of mud.
On the one hand I’m glad to get the authentic experience. And the rain and temperature drop are purging the mosquitoes.
I understand the nickname better, but I am ready for the beautiful trail section again.
Still really like Vermont though.
BYW, two years ago we were at this point:
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