Several years ago, I visited all the Vermont state parks one season. Molly’s Falls was not yet a state park then, so this was a first for me. Within easy reach of where we were camped at Ricker Pond, we drove up with our boats, meeting my sister and spouse there on a beautiful day.
We paddled a short distance, and pulled out for lunch, and a visit. Loons calling in the distance never made an appearance, though. The setting was beautiful. Smoke haze from the other side of the country covered the sky.
From there, we caravanned to Owls Head, which is a not too long – but quite rugged! – walk to the top with a beautiful view. Some of the stairs were a test of my aging joints! (I forgot to take my camera – these photos were thanks to fellow camper Curt Fields: http://www.appletreestudio.us)