We got to be a part of Rogers's morning photo. He said he didn't have a photo of a morning start.
We have looked for moose since the west coast. I guess they don't read the signs.
We climbed 12 miles to get to this spot. It wasn't a difficult climb, but very scenic.
Here are the ski slopes of Killington mountain
I didn't realize there was an actual pass. After the pass it was down hill to Woodstock and beyond.
Mike set up a stop at the pass. It was early so he was there to make sure everyone was ok.
There were several of these hay bale bears along the road.
This almost reminds me of the rivers we followed in Oregon. There are some sumac along the river that are starting to turn a bit in red colors.
This barn turned home was also promoting cycling in Vermont.
The river has so many twist and turns we just roll along with it.
Wow! I haven't seen any chickens till today. These were some fat happy ones.
So I had this great idea to get a photo of Jim riding out of the covered bridge. He's there you just have to look for him.
In the town of Woodstock they had these beautiful flower baskets on the lamp post into town.
This is the Quechee Gorge made by the
Ottauquechee River. From the bridge it is 165 feet to the bottom. The bridge was built in 1911. Ah, Mr. Jimmy enjoying the day.
Here are the Hoyt boys at dinner.
Rains came up the valley with thunder and lightening. We finally had to move from the balcony, we started getting chilly and wet. Fortunately we had just finished our dinner and we shared a desert inside. Tomorrow we will head into New Hampshire. The. States sure are small on this side of the country. Only 3 more days, amazing!
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