Climbing Mt Mansfield |
 At 2:30 pm on Saturday, 24 August 2013, I entered Vermont for the fifth time. I vividly recall the first time I drove across the state line from Massachusetts into Vermont. It was in 1998, and a penny dropped with a thud in my dull brain: “Duh! Green Mountain … of course … that’s what the name ‘Vermont’ means.” I’d never realised it before (and, I’ve since discovered, most people to whom I tell this story haven’t realised it before either)! |