I knew that western Mass was going to be hilly, but I'd forgotten what a gutbusting slog 202 from Athol to Pelham was. The upsides are two: it's almost all downhill from Pelham to Amherst, and I'm now sitting in Amherst Brewing Company drinking a ridiculously good oak aged double hopped double IPA. Too bad I still have three miles to go to the hotel.
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