Swede and I were in Harper’s Ferry for part of this past weekend, doing our best to not labor…at all. Between ziplining, draft beers, late-night pizza runs and waltzing back and forth over the area where the Shenandoah and Potomac rivers meet (also now known as the Potomadoah for all you cool kids out there), I think we did pretty well in our efforts.
The most laborious part of this overnight jaunt was walking around Harper’s Ferry, which, if you’ve never been there, is apparently entirely uphill. Both ways. Though it thankfully wasn’t two miles, and it was not in the snow.