LEAVING VERMONT, WE HEADED EAST INTO THE WHITE MOUNTAIN NATIONAL FOREST NEAR THE STATE LINE OF MAINE. WITHOUT ANOTHER CAR IN SIGHT, WE STOPPED THE TRUCK AND TRAILER ALONGSIDE THE WILD RIVER AND ROLLED OUR WINDOWS DOWN TO BASK IN THE FRESH MOUNTAIN AIR. WITH BIRDS SINGING ALL AROUND US AND THE RIVER FLOWED PEACEFULLY PAST US, WE WERE IMMERSED IN A MOMENT OF NATURE AT ITS FINEST.
IN A WORLD WITH A BILLION MOVING PIECES AND CONSTANT NOISE ALL AROUND US, THERE AREN’T MANY OPPORTUNITIES IN OUR DAY-TO-DAY LIVES TO PAUSE AND BE ONE WITH OUR WORLD, BUT THIS, THIS WAS ONE OF THEM…
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