Not all trailer camping experiences are typical, from the sights and settings to the adventures which happen at each one. Today we got drenched as we broke camp in Wilmington, New York, and set up again in the drizzle of Vermont. We left a picturesque, graveled sight and traded it for parking in the middle of a huge, soggy lawn-like area.
Not all hiking is equal in adventure or dramatic beauty either (or cost for that matter). In Upstate New York, one thirty minute walk to a waterfall was twenty-nine dollars a person! The hiking in Vermont so far, has just been in grocery stores. I guess, if you consider that we spent a similar amount on a hike through Trader Joe’s, it’s not that bad. Nevertheless, almost a week’s worth of groceries was far more of a benefit to our lives; and the online pictures of the expensive waterfall satisfied enough of our curiosity to skip that adventure.
Before moving on to Vermont, since everyone was under the weather with a cold, we decided to drive up and see the sunset from the mountain we weren’t able to hike. At 5:45pm we arrived at the base to find the entrance had just closed and that it would have cost us seventy-two dollars to drive up! (By the way, their literature doesn’t say anything about the charges on everything.) Instead, we wandered around without success, looking for an opening in the dense foliage, trying to get a peek at the sunset. However, the trees were very beautiful and the woods full of enchanting colors.
Upstate New York and Vermont have a similarity of scenery in common, except there may be fewer mountains here in Vermont. “May” I say because you would never know if the hills you catch fleeting glimpses of, through the trees, are really mountains or not. I suppose, we have entered the five dimension maze of the east coast. Gone are the dry, open desert crags and the warm sunshine of the west…for awhile, anyway. We miss everyone so much, and hope you are all doing well. Love and hugs to you all!
