Well, damp and early I finished loading my car...sweaters, knitting machines, some promo stuff, extension cord at the last minute, some old mags that the ladies might like to dig through...and hit the road at 9am....of course half way through New Hampshire I realized I hadn't packed mylar sheets for the electronic machine...maybe Edith - Glen Valley Knits - can come to my rescue.
Hit the border at Prescott, where I picked up a Timmy's sandwich combo, and made sure I could get my stuff a)through the US legally and b) back into Canada with my all the right paperwork, (importer's number and checklist). Then headed off through New York state for the start of my excellent adventure. The scenery just kept getting better but Vermont is just the best!
So much to look at but I had to stop to take in this beautiful covered railway bridge, Fisher Bridge in Wolcott VT spanning the Lamoille River. I ran along where the tracks used to be (needed to move and take in some oxygen) to see that they are still in the bridge. I walked along and into the bridge and for some reason it really spooked me...so big, old (1908)...I couldn't go deeper in, it's so huge when you are standing in it...and I've been in covered bridges before. Maybe it was the tracks...I dunno!
You can see how it is built and held together inside.
|Some stone steps up from the park.|
|That's as far as I could go.|
This one was built in the 1880's but the same family has had it for 99 years. There is a lovely lady behind the counter who is third generation and I heard that the sixth generation has just been born! There is a picture of her grandfather in the store.
They had shelves of books on the front porch with a sign telling you to help yourself. Then the far left end is a gallery/shop of beautiful handmade crafts and furniture from the area. Fine woodwork, the manager is a weaver who had her loom set up, two fiber artists, of course we had to chat. Then I couldn't resist some hand made soap and maple syrup. When I paid for the syrup I had to NOT look at the carrot cake on the counter!!!!
Later I saw this river (the same one?) and had to stop to take it in. Some people were climbing up the bank and I asked if there was a good vantage point down by the water, the lady opened her mouth and I asked her what part of the UK she was from!!!! We had a great chat and I recommended Canada...she said that was next on their list for their trip over here.
I'm sitting in a motel now which I had suggested when I pulled into a Bangor gas station, not having any idea where I was. I said I was from out of town and needed a place to stay...one nice chap said 'go here as I work there and really like it and it's cheap. Tell them Garret sent you'. Then I had a lovely chat with the bloke on the desk...who gave me a discount with my CARP card.
Well, I'm going to explore a bit and see if I can find Stephen King's house tomorrow before I head out.