Friday, July 1, 2011

Tue 21 Jun

This morning we rode through the Green Mountains in Vermont. What a delight – emerald green lakes with mirror glass surfaces or with the sole fisherman trying his luck in the early morning mist. This area is clearly a winter playground but the hills are covered in trees so quite where the skiers go is a mystery to me. In the afternoon it was the White Mountains of New Hampshire. We are camping for the night here in a little town called Lincoln. We are pretty much alone in the camping areas. It's either to early in the season or no one is traveling this year. So far we have ridden around 1700 miles since leaving Omaha.

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