We’ve all come to roost in Middlebury, Vermont for our first rest day after 29,000 feet of total uphill climbing in our first six days of riding. That figure may catastrophize things a bit as we’ve also been able to descend the ~5.5 miles of straight climbing, but sleeping in felt great and much-needed. I promised more, better pictures, and here they are!

New Hampshire and Vermont have been much more scenic and fun to ride through than Maine. The weather’s been fantastic, and though there’s been literally miles more of climbing, the views and subsequent hill-bombing are worth it. Camden, Maine sticks out in my memory as the coolest little town we rode through there, and I regret not catching a few pictures of it. We were welcomed into Vermont at Thetford, a tiny town filled to the rim with astonishingly friendly people. The community center had prepared us a buffet of food, they had cold towels waiting for us at the finish line and they even cheered us on as we rode in. They opened their houses for us to shower and do laundry, and I really can’t express the kind of gratitude we all have for them. Take a bow, Thetford community. Ya’ll are something else.

I’m writing this from St. Stephen’s church in Middlebury which is an adorable little town with a rad downtown area. Tomorrow we’ll wake up, and 16 miles in we all hop on a ferry to float over to the motherland, New York! We’ll be riding in New York for a good while and will even go by Niagara Falls within a week or so, which should be immense. Drew’s GoPro has been handy, and I’ll try to get some footage edited and uploaded ASAP. For now, here are some photos of our barracks at St. Stephens and Middlebury.

Editing video is a pain and I’m not very good at it but there’s some hilariously awesome stuff on footage, so I’ll get to it. In the meantime, we’ll be at the local pub savoring these restful days!