Late Summer VT Bikepacking: Part 2 (Greensboro to Stowe)

We awoke to a glittering kaleidoscope of dew, spiderwebs, and the intermittent crow of a rooster that simply did not understand the concept no time constraint of 'sunrise'. Camp teardown went smoothly, we enjoyed a quick cereal bar snack, brushed our teeth, refilled our water, and headed South towards our real breakfast destination: Front Seat Coffee in Hardwick. WAH (wet arse helmet) WAP (wet arse panniers) WAS (wet arse spider) goodbye sweet cows The morning commute was well in hand by the time we got on the road. But it wasn't long before we left town in our dust and turned onto a quiet dirt road. Mere seconds later, we couldn't help but notice the absolutely massive hill looming up above us. The kind of massive that makes you stop pedaling a little bit because you're not sure it's even possible to walk up the hill; it just looks like a vertical wall. But as we got closer and closer, the grade became manageable, and a few minutes of hard work conquered the climb in no time. We even…