As the rain pitter-patters on the metal roof top above, I am discouraged to venture outside into the wet and damp heavily wooded hills of Vermont. Instead, I will remain warm and dry, next to the fire, inside Seyon State Park’s rustic farm house, awaiting a delicious home cooked meal. A difficult race coming up next week for the guys of Team Novo nordisk, this remote heaven serves as an ideal resort to train, relax, and enjoy the stillness of the peaceful outdoors.
We have been fortunate to take advantage of a few restful days by venturing on daily hikes on deciduous forest trail that winds around the lake (and a few attempts to mountain bike the rough terrain), paddling a boat out onto the water and giving an earnest, but frustrating attempt at fly fishing, and mountain biking awesome trails of an old granite milling site, right out the back door of our team director’s local bike shop.
The food has been delicious: fish and burger patties, lazagna, quesadilla’s, fire roasted pizza,pancakes, eggs, french toast….hitting about all major food groups…well at least the grains. Local fair was quite tasty as well and included, maple syurp, granola, cheese, mead, and beer. I have realized how much pride local Vermontians take in their food and natural “granola” ways. They seem to effortlessly and enthusiastically extend out hospitalble guestures to showcase thier local goodies.
From here we travel to the big city of Montpelier, Vermont’s capitol, which I hear claims fame to the only U.S. capital that lacks a McDonald’s. Other intersting side notes,billboards and tolls are illegal in the state of Vermont, gay marriage is already legal, and marijuana is on its way of being legalized.
Smells from the kitchen tell me that it is time for our last feeding before we depart to the city.