Copperhood Retreat & Spa
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... Of course the locals have no idea what it means!
I visited Phil and Tracy, their two lovely daughters, two Corgies (queens Elisabeth's favourite dog), James and William, a tall Jack Russel, Tobi, and two cats, Quentin and Angelina.
Quentin is my new friend and at night jumps on my bed to keep me company.
Phil made some time for me, so nice, so we went visiting a ski resort, Windham, where in the winter they go almost every weekend for ...
... the mast, get our sails on and set up the dinghy. I'd also like time to try to walk into town to take a look around. The current will be against us as of about 10:30am and there is no way we are ready to leave before then, so the favourable tide will start sometime after 3:30 pm, we'll have to check, but that might be enough time to get all done and find an anchorage not too far away. Our original goal of leaving early and reaching Cornwall is out of ...
... wait another few hours for him to finish. I've done it numerous times before (and will again, no doubt) but I enjoyed being able to delight in a few more hours at the cottage with nothing to do and nowhere to be.
After packing up the cars & the pups, we headed to Kingston, NY for lunch. It's not much of a town, but they do have a nice little ...
Quick jaunt into Woodstock--"quick" being the operative word here. We found a supposedly dog-friendly spot online (Bringfido.com) but was told upon arrival that only service dogs were allowed. Debbie Downer. They did, however have an outdoor picnic table where the happy hour crowd usually congregates so we decided to order at the bar and dine there instead. Our food arrived and we commenced to eating until ...
... loop and end up doing a 10 mile hike.) The trail looked a little lonely; beautiful yes, but empty.I was somewhat reassured when I saw the registration post and wrote in my name and number in case we ended up lost in the woods. In the beginning, Sansa, our 11 month old pup, was the intrepid explorer, bounding up front and leaving no twig, leaf or mossy stone unsniffed. DaVinci, our 3 year old instead chose to cautiously be the caboose in our train. After a while, he ...