On Tuesday, Danny had to work. That was the purpose of the trip after all.
I took the opportunity to have a little day trip to Vermont. In order to give myself a destination point, I looked up different hikes in the Green Mountain National Forest. Since I would not have a ton of time I looked for simple hikes. Nature walk is really the best phrase to use. I was alone, so I also looked for more populated nature walks. Not that I dislike being alone, I was trying to error on the side of safety. I found a nature walk that was not too long and well used. It ended up being The Robert Frost Interpretive Trail near Ripton, VT.
I thought, "an interpretive trail? Really?" I mean, that sounds a little cheesy right? Poetry is a little too much for me sometimes. I decided to go for it though. It had good reviews and was a good way into the state so I would be able to see a large chunk of Vermont.
Armed with directions and music, I set off on my adventure. Let me tell you something; when people tell you that New England has the best fall color, especially Vermont, they are not exaggerating! The amount of color was almost overwhelming! I fell head-over-heels in love. It was the most beautiful autumn drive I have ever been on. The highway would twist and turn and you would have these views of valleys surrounded by rolling hills with a patchwork of color. I was surrounded by red, oranges, yellows, greens all vibrant and gorgeous.
Unfortunately some of best views were not from a safe location to take a picture and there were not as many 'stop and look' places as I would have liked. I drove along U.S. 7.
Along the way I passed through some charming small towns. One town, called Brandon, had these scarecrows outside of every home and building. Even the churches! It looked like a dress-your-own scarecrow thing. It was cute! I really wish I had stopped. I don't know what I was thinking.
The Robert Frost Interpretive Trail was lovely! It was a super easy nature walk. Along the way some of Robert Frost's poems were posted. I decided that I enjoy poetry about nature. Maybe it's because I get sappy and sentimental about nature? Sometimes poetry is the only way you can describe the beauty and wonder of nature.
So you know, I have not retouched or edited any of these photos. I love my pictures, but being there in person was amazing.
|A little explanation about the trail|
|Along the trail. I love this leaf.|
|Along the trail. I love fallen leaves floating in a stream.|
|A view of the trail. It's somewhere under all the leaves.|
|This trail is a little further north. I think I just missed the peak of the color when the leaves were still on the trees.|
|One of Robert Frost's poems along the trail. Yes, I added the golden leaf.|
|Poems were also presented on wooden posts.|
|More trees along the trail.|
|Along the trail.|
|This picture turned out slightly mysterious looking. What do you think?|
|Yellow leaves might be my favorite. If it's possibly to choose a favorite.|
|Most of the path was a dirt trail. The beginning/end had wooden planks or gravel.|
|More yellow leaves.|
|As I'm leaving the trail, I looked back and saw this lovely scene.|
|Off of 125 near Ripton. There's a waterfall in the bottom center.|
|Part of 125 near Ripton. I need to drive this again.|
The trail only took about an hour and then I drove back to our hotel in Troy.
I did not stop for maple syrup. I sort of regret that, even though I would not have been able to carry a bottle home on the plane. I still should have stopped. Oh well. That means I just need to go back to Vermont in the autumn time, right? Right.
Vermont was beautiful. I am so happy I was able to take that day trip.
Danny and I had dinner together at a New York style pizza place that kids on campus recommended to him. It was pretty good. After pizza we went to an ice cream place called Friendly's. I had a delicious sundae full of chocolate and goodness and peace and love.
I will continue my travel tales in a third post...Look for it tomorrow...