It has been a month since my last post about our trip across the US four years ago. I have covered the trip from west to east. Here is my first post that chronicles our journey back home from the East Coast to the West Coast.
Our first stop when we left Maine was Red Mill Campground in the Green Mountain National Forest of Vermont.
It was beautiful, and quiet. That night it POURED, but we were snug in our tent in a protected spot. The next morning we were on the road again. Next stop: the Mohawk Valley of New York.
We admired this beaver dam on our way into the Green Mountain National Forest campground.
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A bit different compared to the landscape of Arizona! I’ll be heading back East in September, including the Algonquin park area in Canada – I’m looking forward to water.
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When I lived in Arizona, I missed the creeks and rivers of California. A wash just doesn’t quite have the same feel…but the red rock country is very special!
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