Pajareo sin fronteras

I finally had the opportunity last week to do something I've been wanting to do almost since the beginning of the summer: Camp overnight in the Green Mountains, and catch the sunset from one side, and the sunrise from the other. I finally found a day that worked, and two friends willing to join in, and headed up to the Breadloaf Wilderness on a Monday (yes, Monday) evening. It was a long, not terribly steep hike to the top, hopping over some beautiful little mountain streams and going through pristine Vermont forest. The solitude was broken by the very boisterous puppy I happened to bring along with, and by the very large moose that crossed in front of the path less than 50 feet in front of us. Life is good. We arrived at the top just in time to drop our stuff off at the small lodge on the ridge of the Green Mountains and head out to the west-facing ledge to watch the sunset. When we got out to the lookout, it soon became clear hurrying up the mountain was worth it.  Very

This is a continuation of my previous post, with pictures from some of my hiking adventures in Vermont and New York over this summer. I've been hiking every weekend this summer (except for this one... oops), and it's been an absolute privilege to enjoy the tops of New England, either with friends or on my own.  Next on the roster is Camel's Hump, the third-highest peak in Vermont. I hiked this one with Jack, and we managed to make it up in about 2 hours (which is insane, considering how long/steep the hike is, and that Jack had hiked something like 10 miles beforehand. The beginning of the trail is relatively easy, but it becomes steadily more difficult as it continues upward. The great thing about most trails in Vermont is that they don't bother with silly things like switchbacks, so they go straight up the mountain, regardless of how steep it is. Which, in the case of Camel's Hump, is pretty damn steep. To put things in context, look at the slope on the right s