That’s an odd-looking dog I said to myself. The slim creature with the perky ears then revealed itself and two others as I neared a bend in Wolcott, Vt,. by the winding Lamoille River. The trio had no interest in meeting me; instead, they did an about-face and gave me a triple white-tailed moon to start my day on northern Vermont’s Lamoille Valley Rail Trail.

That wasn’t the only moon I saw along the sublime route. When the morning was clear, I’d look up while crossing the many bridges or riding by countless acres of corn to see a nearly full moon in the great big blue sky.

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