Happy New Year 2014 June In some parts of the country, Vermont might be mistaken as a small state. I now know from personal experience that it's a shade over 207 miles long. Maybe not as the crow flies, but certainly as it rides its bike. (Or drives its SAG wagon, as Betsy graciously did!) I really have my friend Marc to blame for setting out on the 200 on 100. Funny how scarce he was at the Canadian border at 5:30a. The pic at right is me at the end, just after 10:30p at night.

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