It's time to leave green for white. Don't know what that means? Well, Across the Connecticut River from Vermont's Green Mountain range are White Mountains of New Hampshire ... and our destination for this morning's 3 hour drive. Apparently, we've all had a good time in my home state, but more adventure awaits and we have to leave to find it.
What a pleasant surprise to find more foliage along the way! Pockets of vibrant color with sun filtering through the forest of leaves. Narrow, curvy (no kidding!!!!) roads along river banks occasionally caused us drivers to pay attention to DRIVING. Yet, we all enjoyed our routes to North Conway, NH. Of course, the first thing we had to do upon entering the state which carries the statement on its license plates "LIVE FREE OR DIE", was to storm the state controlled liquor store in search of bargains. Conveniently located almost immediately upon crossing the border, New Hampshire's prices rival our Costco's and are much lower than Vermont's or other nearby states'.
New Hampshire's White Mountains. Snow caps are only a month away. |
A popular vista site in the White Mountains, temporarily infested by California migrants. |
Our RV campground is on the banks of the Saco River with shade trees that plague those of us with satellite TVs, but the park provides 80+ channels. Being in town, the stores and restaurants are within walking distance. Much to do. Much to see.
No comments:
Post a Comment