Travel Entries

Days 32: Dancing in the Streets After four and a half weeks on the road, and having checked-off all our planned destinations, we made a beeline for home. Expectations low, we were delighted to encounter more than bland stretches of endless interstate on our first day. That Rainbow Block Party ...
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Like Marty McFly’s travels back in time where he encounters youthful versions of his parents, my visit to Goshen, Indiana transported me back to the past where I was privileged to catch glimpses of a boy’s adventures near home. Back in My Day Decades ago, the world was a very ...
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Today we concluded the three-day Canadian leg of our adventure. Skirting the southern fringe of Quebec and Ontario before settling into northern Indiana’s Amish country, we noticed regional tropes. Quebec Quebec is provincial – self-consciously pastoral and French Provincial, manicured and curlicued, ostentatiously honoring its European heritage. The province’s official ...
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Lots of people. Recalibrating Our Capacity for Crowds After a month in off-season resorts and tiny, remote towns, we’ve become accustomed to a slower pace and a more personal dynamic. In Farmington (Maine) and blink-and-miss-it Vergennes (Vermont) and even the regional bustle of North Conway (New Hampshire), nobody is anonymous ...
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Glenn and I had one night to spend near Foresta Lumina in Coaticook, Quebec. A quick search led me to the only place we could have chosen, La Maison Bleue du Lac Wallace, a charming bed and breakfast run by dear friends who have chosen to grow old together. Location, ...
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Having enjoyed a generous slice of Americana in Farmington, we shifted our attention and appetite for adventure north to Canada. Our journey from Colorado to the rugged and deeply forested northeastern tip of the U.S. left us feeling like we had reached the edge of civilization itself. That perspective shifted ...
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… on Farmington, Maine. One Last Chance Today, we spent our last full day in Maine. Tomorrow we cross into Canada as we turn the corner on our eastern progress and curl northwest for the return portion of Second Summer. That more northerly route home will take us to Niagara ...
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While we were in Killington Vermont, we pushed our limits with downhill mountain biking, careening down twisted, treacherous runs. Today, in Carabbasett Maine, we rolled the tires of our bikes onto more traditionally groomed trails expecting a tamer ride. What we got was different than that. Maps Lie Maps are ...
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Long a lure for solo hikers, The Appalachian Trail (AT) runs 2192 miles from Georgia to Maine, where we set foot on it. Logging miles on the longest hiking-only footpath in the world had been on our Second Summer checklist since our earliest planning. We had incidentally traversed small sections ...
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We spent four hours on Flagstaff Lake today, paddling five miles across and around it. This was new to us both. Even if not open water, it was well more than a mile to the opposite shore. And while on occasion we hugged the shoreline for a better view of ...
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