Pullover Mountain?
On Saturday, Caleb and I went to Vermont and hiked Cardigan Mountain. It was pretty, but I’m glad I didn’t bring my camera; the wind might have blown it right out of my hands.
A lot of the trail was built by the CCC, but, at the top of the mountains, there were inscriptions all over from the 1920s (1924 was a popular year) and going back as far as 1858.
There were a lot of small children and one purse dog climbing it, which did tend to make us feel rather less rugged about the hike.
After the hike, we went to King Arthur, where we got flours, chocolate chips, bread dough improver, little cake pans, bagel toppings, and lots of free samples.
All during our jaunt around New England, I worked on the Orange Aran. I actually got a good chunk done; I made my way to the armhole shaping and beyond, starting another ball of yarn. The sweater won’t be finished by Rhinebeck, but the front might be.
