Chauncey helped me pack
the Ghoul sweeps the Stalag. this has to be a decade ago.
texts to pass the time on the road
Charlie met us at the door
top to bottom: Peking, Dillinger, Charlie
Mt. Snow bright and early the next day
still pissed I didn't get a pic of the trailhead sign. this one was called Plummet
Dave and Steve strap in
the lift rides up were frigid. "Never tell me the odds."...movie?
we stopped at a country market on the way home to peep a 100 mile view
and obviously eat some Vermont cheese
can't forget the souvenir penny
snuggle bandit
Frank Pepe's is backed
said our goodbyes and we're out. thanks to Elizabeth and Steve for letting us crash.
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