Back to This
When it wasn’t raining last week the road riding was sweet, so much so that I rode myself into the ground on Saturday. Pretty great. But now it’s back to winter. Went out to the old dairy farm again this AM and it was snowing pretty hard. I trudged into an old meadow that I guess doubled as the farmers’ car dump. There were at least four junked vehicles that I could see and likely bits of cars/tractors buried under snow that I couldn’t. Unfortunately the house was closed up because that’s where the interesting squalor is. To me this kind of post-agrarian northern New England aesthetic stimulates the eyes. It’s not your typical Vermont Life type view of the region, but more accurate and interesting. I think so anyway.