Vermont
Pinch Me, I’m In New Hampshire!
Crossing Over the Connecticut River into New Hampshire I’m sitting in our travel trailer along the Connecticut River as I write this. My husband has rejoined moving northbound every 100...
Days 161-167 Vermont Part 2: The Vermommyca Vortex and Beyond
The day after our musical escapade, we slept in. There was no way we were going to do the 17 miles over Killington and down to a Vermontica approved road...
Pox & Puss 10th Anniversary Bonus – Eric Rudolph and The Appalachian Trail Bandit
We are only a few days away from celebrating the Pox & Puss Podcast's 10th anniversary. So, in honor of that day, we bring you some b-b-b-b-bonus content from In...
Days 155-160 Vermont Part 1: The Vermontica Slackpack
Once we crossed the border we had about 14 miles to our meet up point with my mom. We have been so well supported by our family and friends for...
I Thought We Were In A Drought
Getting Started Signs Day one on the trail went pretty well. The northern terminus is one of the Canadian boarder markers, which was pretty cool to see. I did wonder...
“Why would you do that?” -my mom
Hello everyone! My name is Jenna, no trail name. So I've been struggling with how to start my first blog post for a few weeks, and true to form, I'm...
Pox & Puss Episode #72 – Geraldine “Inchworm” Largay: with In The Pines Podcast
Pox Holiday, Nikki, and Puss In Boots look into the mysterious 2013 disappearance of Appalachian Trail hiker, Geraldine "Inchworm" Largay. Inchworm was hiking solo through Maine, while her husband
Over the River and Through the Woods: From Vermont to New Hampshire
Although I’d given up on Naked Hiking Day myself thanks to the weather, I passed a whole troop of local guys who bare it all every year to mark the...
Marble and Birch: Into the Green Mountains
In the past week, I’ve traveled north through the Berkshires and up into Vermont. The terrain is rolling higher, with 3000-foot plateaux and peaks pushing up towards 4000 for the...
Green Mountain Mud
Pure dismay twists my face as I confront another sprawling puddle with no obvious rocks breaking the murky surface. A leap away, a fist-sized form with white flecks dares me...