. While walking through the tree line I happened upon a most unusual sight. There were hundreds of old bowling pins strewn all over the place underneath the trees. They appeared to have been out there for quite a while, and some were very discolored and cracked. I took a couple of photos of the odd mess and then did a quick search to make sure Rip Van Winkle wasn't slumbering nearby before heading back to my car. At the end of the trip, I had managed to see one cow grazing on the shoulder of the highway with her calf. Not the most natural or scenic of places to try to watch them, but I took a few photos before moving on. Some of the other areas that were reported to have a lot of moose passing through were eerily beautiful marshy-looking areas, but they were all mooseless. I had really hoped to see a bull moose, but I guess it wasn't meant to be this time around. At least I did manage to see a couple of them, and I can say I accomplished my goal.
After my little Vermont safari, I drove to the capital city of Montpelier where I arrived just as the sun was setting. There were some gorgeous clouds in the sky...just to the left of the capitol building. They didn't quite make it into the photo this time. I took a series of different shots as the sun went down, and then packed up my gear to go.
The nearest Wal-Mart was in a small town called Berlin, just outside of Montpelier, so after a short drive, I was parked and finished for the night.
I crossed the border into Vermont today, and after stopping at a visitor's center, I took off to drive a loop around the northeastern area of the state. My goal was to stop at a few roadside locations that are known for frequently attracting moose. After the failure of the previous day's moose hunt, I was hoping to encounter some before leaving the area since their populations are the highest around these northern New England states. I drove through most of the day and stopped at a couple of small, attractive state parks. One was called Brighton State Park, and it was literally deserted. I was the only person in the small park that had a few campsites nestled up to the edge of a little tree-lined lake. Stopping at that place really made me wish I had a canoe or a kayak to slip into the water and just row around the isolated little spot. I also stopped in a couple of small towns built alongside other lakes and pulled over to try following a wild turkey into a grassy area with a few thickets of trees. Once again, I couldn't get a clear shot of the turkey as it ran away into the treeline, but I took a couple of shots of a blue jay that I spotted in a distant tree