With summer's end drawing near, its important to celebrate,
All of the wonderful things that made our summer so great!
Group workouts and sunshine, then some swimming holes dips.
So we combined all this fun, into one camping adventure trips.
Ten brave Stratton Souls signed up for the journey north,
As we venture toward Burlington, only human powered henceforth.
Between bikes, shoes, and roller skis, we'd make our destination,
Thus the completion of the first ever training migration.
The first step was Manchester, where we saddled up for ride one,
The eighty miles until Middlebury were all under an unrelenting sun.
The crew opted for an add on, and cruised along the lake until lunch,
Where we stopped in a gazebo for a well deserved munch.
Then with a quick grocery store run and a final four mile flight,
We made it to the barn, where we'd be staying the night.
After a quick swimming hole run, we napped and lawn gamed,
And prepped veggies and burger to be cooked and grill flamed.
After Eli's great grill work and some hearty deserts,
We lay down for the night so our butts wouldn't hurts,
Until we woke up to leave, just to get right back in the seats,
To bike to the hiking, another couple hundred vertical feets.
We detoured a downed bridge, and made it to Lincoln Gap's top,
Where the crew ran a foggy twelve miles, right to their lunch stop.
Though the view was sub par, but the lunch was in force,
And fueled some more hiking, and then a bike ride or course!
Down Appalachian gap they rode, to Mt. Philo campground,
Which led to a nice swim, and pizza with a sunset all around.
Before we fell asleep, though, we started an exciting new trend,
A few games of Mafia, and poor Will we could not defend.
The next morning we finally roller skied towards our goal,
And took to Shelburne Farms, and a the tractor ride stroll.
The cows were being milked, and the cheese was a churning,
But we had to get to Burlington, and for the beach we were yearning.
So to the bikes one last time, they rode confidently as a group,
Through the bike paths of the city, and on to our coop.
Where the whiffle was played, and the pesto pasta ate,
And the s'mores & in-tent Mafia kept us occupied until late.
They deserved every second, after such an amazing feat,
To arrive in Burlington by their own power is really quite neat.
Through long miles they pushed, their butts ever sore,
And somehow they were always ready for more.
Then in victorious fashion, they all then took to the seas,
With Annie P & Jessie, we Kayaked into a stiff breeze.
With waves crashing over, they held their composure and skill,
And navigated back to shore, but they loved the thrill.
And finally to the city, where they wandered and dined,
To enjoy the spoils of their effort, to finally unwind.
Congrats to all adventurers, you continually impressed all,
Now enjoy your last days of summer, because now its time for fall.
Pictures! Thanks to Julia + Pip for these. And, special thanks to Kam for breaking the wind all day, Eli for cooking, and my parents for the barn space and desert.