8 August
We left New York and sort of headed east. Roger wanted to go to Fort Ticonderoga, so we left Lake George and headed north-east on the eastern side of Lake George to eventually end up on the western side of Lake Champlain. The fort tour was interesting enough, as there were several non-busy period guides who were very willing to chat, while Roger perused the more specific displays (i.e. the largest Revolutionary period collection of muskets in the country [huge yawn].) There was a fife and drum demo, as well as talk on musket formation shooting. The day started out cloudy and humid, but by the time we left the sun had made an appearance and it was starting to get warm enough for the guys wool to get toasty.
After we left Fort Tico, we initially were headed to Lake Placid because Roger wanted to see the Adirondack mountains. We drove for a while on Rt 7 and I think Roger realized after an hour that these mountains weren't going to be any different if we drove all the way to Lake Placid. So I got out my New Hampshire/Vermont map and re-routed us to Essex NY so we were able to catch the ferry across to Lake Champlain to Charlotte Vermont. Note: GPS is good, but not perfect. Traveling with a state map is very important to get to places you have no idea how to ask GPS to get to. In other words you have to know your destination, which in our case isn't always known ahead of time. The ferry was a short half an hour and it saved us a lot of road time, (going north to come back south around Lake Champlain.)
From Waterbury, I found a campground near Mount Washington NH. GPS and I agreed on the route and we arrived without any conflict. We have tickets for the 8:15 COG railroad up Mt Washington tomorrow. We're going up the railroad for a couple of reasons: 1) the RV is borderline on the recommended road width of 80 inches; 2) Roger has a habit of trying to sneak peeks of the area, thereby diverting his full attention from a tricky road; 3) I thought it would be better for us both to ride the train, as opposed to potentially ending up in a ravine, so the cog it is. OBTW for my out of country friends, Mt Washington is the highest peak in the Northeastern United States at 6,288 ft (1,917 m) and the most prominent mountain east of the Mississippi River. It is famous for dangerously erratic weather. For 76 years, until 2010, a weather observatory on the summit held the record for the highest wind gust directly measured at the Earth's surface, 231 mph (372 km/h or 103 m/s), on the afternoon of April 12, 1934. The observatory's moto is "home of the country's worst weather." It promises to be cooler there tomorrow than in San Antonio. We both are going to be wearing long pants for the train ride.
We left New York and sort of headed east. Roger wanted to go to Fort Ticonderoga, so we left Lake George and headed north-east on the eastern side of Lake George to eventually end up on the western side of Lake Champlain. The fort tour was interesting enough, as there were several non-busy period guides who were very willing to chat, while Roger perused the more specific displays (i.e. the largest Revolutionary period collection of muskets in the country [huge yawn].) There was a fife and drum demo, as well as talk on musket formation shooting. The day started out cloudy and humid, but by the time we left the sun had made an appearance and it was starting to get warm enough for the guys wool to get toasty.
While on the ferry, we chatted with two bicyclists who said that if we were in Vermont we had to go to Waterbury. So once we got off the ferry, I got my trusty paper map out and routed us to Waterbury. Below is a picture of what we saw in Waterbury.
Ben and Jerry's headquarters is in Waterbury. So far this site has been the most crowded of any place we've been on the trip (not counting Wrigley Field). The line for ice cream was too long for my patient husband to stand in, but we now "have the T-shirt" for visiting the birthplace of Ben and Jerry's ice cream. On the way out of town, we stopped at the local grocery store and sure enough there was a huge case of the widest variety of Ben and Jerry's ice cream we've ever seen. Roger bought a pint of ... cookie dough (of course) and I bought some delicious cheesecake and brownie. OBTW there is a flavor graveyard at the BJ HQ.From Waterbury, I found a campground near Mount Washington NH. GPS and I agreed on the route and we arrived without any conflict. We have tickets for the 8:15 COG railroad up Mt Washington tomorrow. We're going up the railroad for a couple of reasons: 1) the RV is borderline on the recommended road width of 80 inches; 2) Roger has a habit of trying to sneak peeks of the area, thereby diverting his full attention from a tricky road; 3) I thought it would be better for us both to ride the train, as opposed to potentially ending up in a ravine, so the cog it is. OBTW for my out of country friends, Mt Washington is the highest peak in the Northeastern United States at 6,288 ft (1,917 m) and the most prominent mountain east of the Mississippi River. It is famous for dangerously erratic weather. For 76 years, until 2010, a weather observatory on the summit held the record for the highest wind gust directly measured at the Earth's surface, 231 mph (372 km/h or 103 m/s), on the afternoon of April 12, 1934. The observatory's moto is "home of the country's worst weather." It promises to be cooler there tomorrow than in San Antonio. We both are going to be wearing long pants for the train ride.
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