We toured around Lake Champlaign, visited Middlebury (cute shops!!) and saw Vergennes more than a few times driving through.
We hiked Mt Philo, which kicked my arse. I have hiked at 10,000 feet in Colorado, so I know what altitude can do to a body. Halfway up Mt Philo I felt like I was at 10,000 feet PLUS. When we got to the summit, we discovered that we were at... ready for it? 968 feet. I'm sorry, WHAT? I LIVE at 1,200 feet. And 968 kicked my butt. LOL My only excuse was that it was very STEEP. Believe me?
Here are some shots from Mt. Philo:
|I'm holding up the mountain. Seriously.|
On our way to the second B&B which is just outside of Woodstock, we drove to Burlington, and then to Ben & Jerry's to take the tourist tour. LOL It was fun, and the ice cream was amazing.
On to Barnard, to the Maple Leaf Inn. Nancy & Peter were our hosts, and the Inn was spectacular. I ran out of room on my camera by that point, and didn't have a card with me.
We met a great group of people, one of the things I love best about staying at a B&B. In fact, our last night there, 8 of us went out for dinner together. The only downside to a self-professed cell junkie was that I had NO cell service at the B&B. Had to go almost 10 miles before my service kicked in... egads. Hated being out of touch! LOL
Vermont was very artist friendly. Lots of galleries showcasing local artists, and I toured every dang one of them, getting inspired at every turn.
Vermont was very hard hit by Hurricane Irene last year, and the devastation was still very evident. Roads still closed, covered bridges washed away... homes destroyed, businesses empty.
On our way home we stopped in East Dorset, Vermont. East Dorset is home to the Bill Wilson House, the co-founder of AA. Unfortunately, the house was CLOSED to visitors that day, (just my luck!!) but I got to take some photos. I wasn't the only disappointed person, there was a guy there in the same boat I was. We had a chance to talk, which was nice. After asking the info center for directions to Bill W's gravesite, we walked around the old cemetery and finally found his grave marker. You would know it was his before even reading his name, because of all the coins and pins left there... and I proudly added my latest 3 year coin.
Very emotional and moving. I said my silent thank you...
|My coin is the second from left. :-)|
|Just started doing the watercolors on this one.|
|Still need to add color to this one.|