
I checked the weather all day prior to my ro

When I hit rain in southern New Hampshire, I thought that I'd drive through it by the time I hit the White Mountains. When the rain didn't stop, I thought that once I got through Franconia Notch, I'd see clear skies. Sadly, my optimism disappeared when I was still driving through a deluge in Littleton, NH. I had another reason to go to Vermont, so I continued on to my wooded acres in East Burke.

That's right, there's been more action! We now actually have someplace of our very own to park and three stairs that, for now, go nowhere.
I've got to get some more work done on my perimeter trail and then eventually build my tent-deck... Rome wasn't built in a day, right?
Anyway, no work was done on this particular day. I essentially packed my bike and gear into the car, drove it all to Vermont, parked in my new parking lot, turned around, and drove home. Thankfully, my iPod kept me from going insane.
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