Today we did nothing. Well…almost nothing. We did laundry, which we hadn’t done in some time and rearranged the underneath storage on the trailer. But the rest of the day, we sat around and watched fall come to southern Vermont.
This campground…Greenwood…just outside Bennington is just off the Appalachian Trail and is perhaps the best campground of the trip. Quiet, well maintained and run by an interesting family, it’s just the place to spend an extra day recharging and completing those tasks you’ve put off till later…this is later.
Yesterday we took a circle tour of the lower half of Vermont. A great breakfast at Dot’s in Wilmington (I had the Berry-berry pancakes which had straw, blue, black and rasp for berries…Donna had a fruit parfait that including huckle)
followed by a few hours driving through drop-dead gorgeous countryside that took us to Calvin Coolidge’s birthplace.
Today one of the places we visited while the dryer was working was the Old Church (founded 1805) and the graveyard attached which holds the final resting place of Robert Frost.
What made me wish I had Yankee roots, the tombstones include maiden names of wives and a brief history of those interred. This has to be one of the great graveyards of the world.
Tomorrow we start south for New York and Long Island.