We got a late start, in part as we had less than 80 miles of travel for the day.
After topping off our RV fuel tank we headed north on VT-14, passing a former magnificent old house now collapsing from lack of attention.
After joining US-302 in Barre, we headed East through a mix of dense forests, any number of streams and rivers and small farms; occasionally dotted by very small towns … each one seemingly hosting either adult softball tournaments and/or dozens of garage and yard sales.
There were more fields of golden rod along side the road than we've seen in a long time
A sad old travel trailer
Townwide Flea Market, downtown Wells, Vermont
Crossing the Connecticut River into New Hampshire
We had more than a foot to spare … although didn't know it until we were almost to the underpass
Franconia Ridge in the distance
Cannon Mountain ski slopes