Anyway . . . back to the trip. Our first stop was Shelburne, Vermont. That will be a post in itself. I LOVED Shelburne. We had planned to spend just one day there. Thankfully the admission ticket is good for two days because we spent another half day there, but really could have used the entire day.
The next day was spent at Mt. Washington. At 6,288 feet, it is the highest point in the east. Noted for horrible weather, the summit until recently held the record for the highest recorded wind velocity at 231 mph on April 12, 1934. From the base of the mountain, you could not see the top. Heck, you could hardly see anything it was so foggy.
We had pre-purchased tickets for the cog railway up the mountain, but I held little hope that we would be able to see anything once we reached the summit. Ironically, when at the summit, we encountered the best weather of the entire trip. Sunny, warmish and little wind. We were above the clouds and the views were spectacular.
|Cairns guide hikers to the summit.|
|DSO scaring the bejesus out of me!|
A highlight of the trip was heading to Holderness to meet up with Cathy of Acorn Hollow and her dear hubby. From the moment we hugged hello, it was like we had just seen each other yesterday. What a sweetie ~ hubby, too. We were so busy talking, we never even took one picture ☹ She delighted me with a bag full of New Hampshire goodies. Thank you, Cathy. Oh, and her home is just beautiful. Built by her hubby 30 years ago, I could just move in.
On our last day, we headed to Quechee Gorge, the Grand Canyon of the east. Thankfully the rains had subsided that morning and we got to go on an off-road Segway tour. I do love a Segway. So easy to maneuver. Our guide was great, giving us much history of the area. I was so happy he took us off beginner mode so at times we were able to cruise at 10 MPH.
After Quechee, we went to the iconic New England town of Woodstock. There the rains returned, but we walked around in the rain.
|Hydrangeas must love the climate.|
They were gorgeous.
Just outside of town, I walked around this old cemetery (while DSO made a reservation for the night). The stones were very weathered and most were hard to read. Deaths ranged from the very early 1800’s to a few in the mid 1900’s.
All in all, it was a great trip. Fall color was running a bit late this year, so we missed out on most of that. There were a few areas that would have been gorgeous had the sun been shining, but it wasn’t meant to be . . . sigh. 1600+ miles in 6 days. A whirlwind trip for sure.
Tomorrow and Thursday I am taking a class with Caroline Twigg of Eagles Nest Woolens. Friday and Saturday will be spent at Sauder Village for a hooking retreat. I have to leave there a bit early to get home to attend my first masquerade ball (put on by the historical society we belong to) and then Sunday is a historic homes tour in a nearby town. WHEW! I'm tired just thinking about it and hopefully will have time for a quick post.
Pug hugs 😊