Vermont Archives | Legend of the Death Race

In the heat of the day, I barely knew which way was up and which way was ground. What should

Back at Riverside, we were briefed on the next task, which could be completed in teams. I opted to wait

Adorning my freshly-made “buckskin”garb I gathered my gear, and after meticulously crafting the aforementioned buckskin outfit with 108 stitches and

The time had come to depart from the top of Bloodroot Mountain Trail. After a long and tedious process thanks

At approximately eight hours into the Year of the Explorer we left the comfort zone of Riverside Farm to head

In the middle of the Death Race, I was pulled from the action to give a quick interview for the

There I was just standing there, at the water’s edge, second guessing whether or not I could complete the swim

There I was in the middle of the forest on the other side of Bloodroot Mountain, sweating, nauseous, exhausted, hadn’t

There I was, feeling a little lost back at the entrance to Bloodroot Mountain Trail. I thought, how did everyone