Colors of New England

The colors are everywhere!

If you had told me at the beginning of this trip that the New England states would be one of our favorite places, I would have been quite surprised.  The fall colors have been so much more than we ever thought they could be.  It isn't just the color, it's that fact that you feel totally surrounded by them.  The people here have been really helpful and generous as well.  We spent three nights in Lancaster, New Hampshire.  It was really raining hard when we arrived and we discovered a definite leak in the roof of the motorhome.  We used bowls to catch the drips, but the whole rig felt damp and uncomfortable.  Pete and Linda took a ride up to the Canadian border while Dad and I stayed behind to dry things out and try to figure out how to fix things.  Comfort food always helps.... I fixed a big pot of tortilla soup and we kept the heat going and just cleaned the motorhome.  The rain stopped and so did the dripping.  When we were talking to the owner of the campground the next day, he gave us great directions to see the fall colors and gave us sealant to fix the roof. He scored lots of points with your father and me.  The next morning Dad was on the roof trying not to slip on the ice while he fixed the leaks (we hope).

View from our campground in Lancaster, New Hampshire

After we left left New Hampshire, we took the back roads to South Hero Island.  It is a small island that sits on Lake Champlain, Vermont.  We lucked out again and the setting was very wet, but beautiful.

Lake Champlain from our campground in Vermont

We spent the day touring little towns in the area and going into Stowe, a touristy town.  Too many people and not our favorite place, but then we moved on to the Trapp Lodge just above Stowe.


It is a beautiful lodge built by the Trapp family after they came to America when they had to escape from Austria.  The setting reminds you so much of the setting in the Sound of Music.  After spending a second night in Vermont, we left this morning and are now in camp just 5 miles from Cooperstown, New York.  Dad and I will really explore tomorrow.  Pete and Linda are visiting relatives and we will meet up with them again in a few days at Niagara Falls.

Hope all is well.  Thanks so much for taking care of everything at home.  This is a trip Dad and I will never forget.  Much love..... stay happy and well.

Trapp Lodge in Vermont

Mom

P.S.  For the rest of the day, after Dad sealed the roof and got some of the sticky goo on his fingers, he couldn't even turn the pages of the map without it sticking to him.  It reminded me of Clark Griswald in bed with his wife... "just a  little sap".

Our favorite picture