Made it to New Hampshire

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Another travel day. And we are now in our old backyard. We left the hotel this morning at 7:40 and 58 degrees and headed east on I-90. And the further we went, the more it looked like New England. Much of our drive was through country roads, where the trees are thick and lush and form a canopy over the byway…maple, birch, oak, sometimes elm, and an occasional white pine…feeling very familiar. The roads got better when the tolls ended…did I say this boggles my mind?

We followed the Mohawk River for a while and we skirted the south end of the Adirondack Mountains. We even saw what I will call a bridge to nowhere. This was weird. This bridge was built over the river but there was no way to get up onto it. Each end of the bridge was about 15-20 feet above the road and there was only a vertical ladder available for, perhaps, maintenance, certainly not for walking onto the bridge. It had me scratching my head. Sorry, I did not get a photo.

We drove through a charming little town called Wilmington, VT where you find gift shops and inns and bed and breakfasts converted from stately old homes. There were a lot of people strolling around the town on this pleasant 80 degree afternoon.

We didn’t see much else that I can write about today. I guess it just all looks too familiar. We checked into our hotel at 5 PM. Tomorrow we will be having lunch with Steve’s brother and his wife before heading up to Maine and settling into the camp on the lake. The next week will be spent visiting with family and friends. So, I most likely will not be posting much, if at all, until we get back home, at which time I will summarize it all and put out my final comments on this trip. Thanks to all who have followed us. We appreciate your interest and I really enjoy writing about our travels.

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