Thursday, October 27: It dawned – and the sun was shining! After four days of gloom and wet, we were set for an adventure! There’s a lighthouse at the end of the road, and from the parking lot, it claims to be 1.5 miles (2.4 k) to the lighthouse. My phone tracked less; Julie’s tracked more; it’s probably about right. And it is more than my aging joints are happy hiking, but the lighthouse is worth it. I’ve been out there before, and the view down the Bay is wonderful.
The walk out and back gave us more foliage, hundreds of vultures, what were probably harrier hawks, a large flock of bluebirds!! and views over the Susquehanna River. It was a perfect day – sunny and pleasantly cool.
On the side of a Jeep in the parking lot:
In the campsite, our tablecloth on the picnic table had, appropriately, leaves falling on it.
Sunday, October 23 – Monday, October 24: Leaving Baltimore, I had some shopping to do; the mall parking was short spaces, and a parking garage where I am unsure about the height clearance. So I backed in to a space – and up against the hill behind me, filling the hitch receptacle! But my nose was out of the travelway. Barely! From there I wandered back roads to Elk Neck State Park, which is at the head of the Chesapeake Bay, where the Susquehanna and Elk Rivers meet. I’ve camped here before, a couple of times; this time I was meeting a friend from Virginia with her teardrop camper. When I arrived, she was in a site across the road from the one assigned – with a sharp turn and steep hill, there was no way to back in her little rig, especially with wet leaves. Because the good weather was no longer; it rained, on and off, all day, and then again on Monday. (And Tuesday, but I haven’t gotten there yet!) Monday we moved site; the entire park is booked for Halloween weekend, but there was a site easier to access where we wouldn’t have to move again.
We are close enough together, door to door, so that we can hand things across without getting our feet muddy! Because it is WET!! Removing shoes as we enter either vehicle is the order of the day; Genne gets her feet wiped if there’s a human with enough hands available. Because the weather was so lousy, we spend most of the day indoors, crafting on our individual projects. This is Genne at the end of the day; her human is just glad it’s not her muddy feet on the pillow!
Friday, October 14: I joined my Bennington, Vermont friend for breakfast (and reattached a button to the sweater I knit for her a while ago), and headed west through Troy, New York and southwest down to Pennsylvania. The above photo was taken at a New York rest area; the colors were great. Driving does get in the way of photography, though – I would have liked a photo of the tree that was so bright a hot pink/red/dayglo orange I had to close my eyes when I looked directly at it! It was in a small suburban yard, with busy traffic and no place to stop, though. Great color continued into Pennsylvania, with the leaves becoming less intense as I drove further south. My goal for the day: a friend in Montgomery Village, and that’s where I spent the night.
Saturday, October 15: In the morning, we went our separate ways – but not before I took photos of the red tree in his front yard,
and the “fox” hunting the neighbor “geese” –
I was headed to Bowling Green, Virginia, where three of us converged, from Vermont, southern Maryland, and Richmond, Virginia. It was Harvest Festival in town – wall to wall people, a car show, live music, crafts and local farm products, and fair food. We shared the most odd egg rolls I’ve ever met, filled with chicken, mac and cheese, and collard greens!! Dipped (gently) in a spicy sauce, they weren’t bad, but not something I’m likely to crave. I walked a little further than my joints were happy with – and one of my friends caught a golf cart ride for me back to the camper, for which I was very grateful. And then on to Interstate 95 – boring boring boring driving, through Richmond and Petersburg, and exiting Virginia into North Carolina.
I really like how North Carolina highlights symbols of their state in the terrazzo floors in their welcome centers – this is not the first time the cardinal and dogwood have appeared in the blog. I slept in a couple of rest areas, making it about half way through the state – I wanted to be in Conroy, South Carolina by late morning. And I was; the driving was much more interesting once I left the big highway and headed down the secondary highways.
Sunday, October 16: It was HOT! I sat outside with the cousins for a while, but the heat (82 F, 28 C) – even in the shade – eventually chased us inside. (I am not posting the photo I took of the three of them, two adults and dog, all napping while I knitted!) We went out to dinner in Murrells Inlet, seeking and finding seafood at The Claw House; great food, excellent service in a very busy restaurant with a water view. This is one of a couple of large fish tanks.
These are the greeters as you arrive:
Thursday, October 6: I’d been looking forward to this day during a week of mostly chilly weather and clouds. The forecast was for sun, and temperatures in the low 70s (21 – 22 C) and it actually was accurate! I was comfortable kayaking in short sleeves, and the water was warm enough to wade in comfort, as well. I was glad I was using the cooler inflatable life vest, and not the thick foam one! I didn’t get there until early afternoon, and was off the water by 4:00 as I wanted to go to knit group – but I had time to go around all of the islands, and meander to look at foliage and turtles and pitcher plants. It was crowded for this time of year; I think every retiree within range was there, boating, hiking, picnicking, soaking up the sun. But the lake is large enough to absorb a lot of activity; only the launch was crowded.
I think every camera on the lake went over to get photos of this tree, and its reflection. Photography doesn’t do justice to the range of color in this one tree!
It felt so good to be out, and my body was happy to get the exercise!
It’s an interesting year for fall foliage in New England. Most years, peak color is during the first two weeks of October, with the most color around where I live in the first week, and later in the month as you go south. This year, I was in Massachusetts four days ago, and the color was bright there, and not so bright here, further north. Now the color has moved north (?!!?), and the color this weekend is amazing.
I’m trying to catch up on what I’ve wanted to put on the blog; if all goes well, another one or two will go out tonight. Life has been busy!
Saturday and Sunday, October 1 – 2: This is the first time I’ve been to the Vermont Sheep and Wool Festival, held in Tunbridge, Vermont. The first day I went with a couple of my Quaker Knitting Goddess friends, and didn’t take any photos – I regret not getting some of the sheep shearing, but maybe another year! The second day I went with two friends from Six Loose Ladies; they were demonstrating spinning, and I just caught a ride with them, and mostly hung out at their display with them and worked on my knitting. But before that, before the crowds got to where taking photos was difficult, I wandered through the fairgrounds, still resisting buying any yarn (or fleece, or animals!!); I did buy a discounted book the first day.
Of course there were sheep (and sheep dog herding demonstrations, and sheep shearing).
My favorite sheep were the Blacknose, mostly because of how personable they were! One was persistently curious about my cane; all wanted affection and attention.
And llamas and alpacas:
Mohair goats and angora rabbits:
There was, of course, fleece of all breeds and colors.
And yarn; I kept repeating my mantra (“You do not need more yarn. You do not need more yarn. You do not need more yarn.”) especially when I fondled the gold sock yarn below!
There was equipment, from spinning wheels to buttons and yarn bowls:
In addition to the spinning demonstration from Six Loose Ladies, people were weaving, spinning, knitting and rug hooking. This was our area:
The weather both days threatened gray, and turned sunny and warm. Some areas of the hillsides were very colorful, with the leaves turning, although it’s not the most striking display of leaves I’ve seen in Vermont. The company was good, and I got a couple of inches done on the sock I’m working on. But one of the things I enjoyed most was seeing all of the hand knit, crocheted, and woven garments people were wearing, showing off their fiber creations!