A 10 minute drive to Gansevoort (there must have been a Dutchman somewhere in the woods who insisted this tiny town be saddled with his name) and “Walt’s” home where we parked in his driveway while the AquaHot system was serviced. Bingo! Home heating and hot water once again … for a price, of course.
In less than an hour, we roll across the border and into my old hometown, Rutland, Vermont. First thing was to drive up to my sister’s door (literally) and fill our 100 gallon water tank with the best water in the nation. Then, backing up the country street, we parked under the leafy maples, almost invisible to the residents of this upscale community. “Setting up house” in the Green Mountain State, it seemed like we’d never left since our last RV journey here 4 years ago. It was good to be back in one of the prettiest states in the Union.
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| Some Vermont welcomes were not especially friendly. These geese must have known that Doris was viewing them as tonight's dinner entree. |
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