Dillon Hill Inn, B&B & Cabins
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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... shot which did not work out well as there was construction and most of the area was blocked off for parking and I did not want to pay at the public lot to take one picture so we wasted some time there and then the drive up the mountain on top of it. The total drive set us back a few hours though beyond when I expected to leave. We had to pick up Jym at the airport in Harrisburg ...
... and made a few stops glimpsing the fabulous leaves and then we saw the dark cloud looming up over the mountain and rain was upon us again. But even in the rain the colors were amazing. I think we got some great pictures there.
We drove back down the 100 past Ben & Jerry’s and this time kept going south. This is also called the Mad River Scenic Byway. Along the drive we stopped at Moss Glen Falls which was actually something we came ...
... the lake including a rear paddler, an old fort William Henry, the “Million Dollar Beach” and scores and scores of tacky gift shops and miniature golf venues which are mostly shuttered closed. To make the point about this being a Tourist Mecca, you should know that we are camped near the “Wild West Ranch and Western Town” and the “Magic Forest”. Uncle Sam and Santa stand guard at the entrance to the Magic Forrest ...
... Gliding along, we blended into the morning mist. As the sun rose over Buck Mountain, the streaming light of day deepened the cobalt hue of the lake and vaporized the lingering haze. We sat motionless in our little boat, floating in the crystal blue lake, surrounded by an enchanting ring of blue mountains. A cherished moment in ...
I got up early to leave before Patrick, but he chose this day to get up on time and pack up fast. He ended up leaving before me towards the main camp with the trash, and we said our goodbyes. I felt like I could breath again. The Adirondacks are not as bad as the Rockies were, but I lost my climbing muscles somewhere between Missouri and Ohio. I'm hurting pretty bad. It was a beautiful, peaceful ...