Windham Hill Inn
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Business Services
- Free parking
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The aim today was to drive to the Green Mountains in Vermont - the **** sat nav we've hired likes to take us on long routes so today's drive was 6 hours long! This included driving the length of Manhattan in rush hour in heavy rain and getting lost in a car park. Luckily ...
... A stop at Vermont's new information Centre gave us a chance to photograph some stunning colour (This is what the trip is about), snap our Tour Director , Lyn and Driver Tom, and a view in the far distance (max zoom) of Bennington Battle Monument, which was a decisive turning point in the war of independence. Pics 7-10 We stay tonight in the ski fields without snow just yet but looks like it could. Pic ...
"Fool on the hill" The Beatles ( after a New Hampshire farm)
Saturday 11 October 2014
A motel breakfast like all the others - runny waffles, non-browning toast, solid butter, undefined milk and muffins. The fruit was good though and plentiful.
From West Lebanon we crossed back into Vermont to savour the delights of the romantically named Woodstock. Though only a shortish drive it still managed to pack in a super panorama of Fall colours and some ...
... in a small town called Dummerston. Oh my gosh, who chose that name? What’s in a name? Well, can you imagine a person taking pride in graduating from the Dummerston High School. I think it would be embarrassing. People really need to think carefully when they name towns or their children! Even if it is to recognize a prominent citizen.
However, the campsite was nice and we enjoyed the stay and a short ...
Up at 0500 hours, and ready to roll, but weather channel indicated heavy fog in Houlton, Maine. Delayed my departure until 0730 hours, after I went across the street from the motel to a gas station and asked if any of the truckers had just come north on I-95. One piped up and said yep, why? How's the fog, I ask. Thick as pea soup 'bout 30 minutes south. You are good to go, he says. So, off ...