Category: 4000 Footers
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Killington Redux
The clouds peppered us with a few wind driven drops of precipitation, a hint at what was headed our way.
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A Presidential Traverse: 3
Looking out of the log shelter, I could see heavy mist enshrouded us here on the side of the mountain.
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A Presidential Traverse: 2
I thought to myself, “this mountain and I will never be friends.”
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A Presidential Traverse- Part 1
“A traverse is no easy hike. We’ll need two or three days” I took a bite with a resounding crunch. It was a juicy apple alright. I wiped my chin. “I’ll put something together.” I said.
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