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More in Massachusetts

Well, we’re getting ready to pack up – so I thought I’d try to do a quick post before we head on our way. The next two nights are scheduled to be Walmart Nights, so this may be my last full power day for a bit!

We left Bellingham, MA early on Monday, and arrived just outside of Plymouth, MA by 8:30AM. Found the new campground, Pinewood Lodge, parked our girl Lizzie and headed off to Plymouth. The campground offered us their Gold Pass for Plimouth Plantation which got us in for $5.00/ea (instead of $22.00!). Needless to say, we were delighted with the bargain. The day was dreary and rainy, so the crowds were small. The Plantation was very interesting. Instead of having guides around, the people in the village are actually role-playing their characters in the 1620’s. So if you say you are from the Philadelphia Area, they are quite puzzled as to where that might be – near Greece maybe? There were some pretty interesting conversations going on! They also have lots of information about the first Thanksgiving – and the actual interaction between the Indians (Wampanoag’s) and the Pilgrims.
From there we went into Plymouth – checked out Plymouth Rock and the Mayflower II – an exact as possible replica of the Mayflower that was built in England in 1950 something and then actually sailed across the Atlantic. More actors, but also some guide folks that could answer questions about both the original voyage and the one from the ‘50’s.
Plymouth is a very quaint town – glad we made it one of our stops.

Lobster for Dinner – mmmmmmmmm Doncha love New England!

Tuesday we headed off to Cape Cod. We decided to do some biking, and landed in Chatham where they had just completed 2 mile bike path. Just my speed. Since I hadn’t been on a bike in about 8 years – and even then was not a very confident rider, I loved being off the roads and on reasonably level surface. HOWEVER – it ended right in the middle of Chatham, so we decided to head on into town. I must say the drivers were very bicycle friendly, but riding on main roads (even though they are rural) was quite a stretch for me. After a couple of hours I kept trying to think of some way to have the truck come to us instead of having us get back to the truck. Maybe a taxi? About 10 miles and a couple of sore butts later, we made it back to the truck (where we rewarded ourselves with an Ice Cream Stop!). It was a very fun – though exhausting day. We took 6A back to Plymouth – very scenic, and although not along the coast, still a very lovely ride.

Off to Maine today – before we hit Acadia National Park, I think we’ll be checkin’ out LL Bean!

Oh – the campers next to us here in Plymouth are from Warrington, PA. Go Figure!
Steph

Vermont

These picture posts are a little out of order – We were in Vermont with friends our first weekend on the road. We went to the top of Okemo Mountain (after gawking at the enormous (and spectacular) houses on the way up), and climbed to the top of the Fire Tower.
Here’s the view looking out –

And here’s the view looking down –

Don’t pine trees look different when you see them from the top?

Mark Twain’s House

Did you know that Mark Twain lived in Hartford, CT? It came as a surprise to me, but maybe that’s where he got the whole Connecticut Yankee thing going……
Anyway, his home (and nearby museum) are very interesting, though I wouldn’t recommend driving through downtown Hartford with a 40 ft. RV towing pick-up truck. I guess it was better than the one-way cobblestone streets of Newport, but still pretty hair-raising, gasp producing stuff for the co-pilot!

Here’s Mark’s House….

Glad it’s not my lawn to mow!

Leaving Doylestown

Well, before we actually began our travels, we first had to say good-bye to some dear friends. Of the many good friends who supported us through the research for this trip (that means we dragged them to countless RV shows and bored them with more information that they ever wanted to know), helped us get the house ready to sell (each time we put it on the market!), and helped us downsize and reorganize ourselves so that we would fit into our new home…..none were more critical to our journey that our dear friends, Joe & Janet Ikoniak – without whom I don’t think this whole trip would have come together (or at least we wouldn’t have left on time!).

And one last hug for and from our son Josiah –