Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Battenkill Bound.

Early Friday morning, we will depart in darkness with espresso on hand.  On our route:  The old Confederate capital and her sister to the north, Washington, D.C.  Standing now on the verge of a federal government stalemate, we can't be swayed by their sluggish debate.  We'll continue to push north, passing through The Keystone State and leaving the outskirts of Philadelphia in our wake; making progress as Americans are meant to do.

Once into the younger York, we'll slide by the state capital and northeast into her beautiful farmland.  Skirting the western border of Vermont, we plan to ease into Greenwich, NY after sunset and begin the pensive, uneasy time between arriving at the race and actually racing.

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