Undisclosed location in the Green Mountains of Vermont.
It’s not often that you can live the (quote) Time of Your Life (unquote) and still realize it. But take 10 friends, 2 dalmatians and 1 sweet sugar shack (pun absolutely indeed) and both feats are easily accomplished.
Oh and whiskey. Copious and mountainous amounts of whiskey.
Don’t miss Part II of our Vermont adventures: Fuck Yeah, Cliff Diving!

“Come gather ’round people wherever you roam.”

The Sugar Shack. No electricity. No facilities. No cars within miles. Only way to get there is a two mile hike across a mountain with only whatever you can carry on your back (or granny cart, see evidence further below) in the deep private woods of Vermont. Continue reading »




