I got out again, and repeated previous pleasures albeit things are not always the same. Bascom Lodge atop Mt. Greylock in Massachusetts, built in the 1930s by the CCC, closes this week for the season, as does the road soon climbing to 3,194 feet in elevation. I planned a favorite circle route – south to Greenfield, MA, cross the Mohawk Trail, climb the mountain, descend to my favorite US Route 7, north to Bennington, and back across Vermont on Route 9 to Brattleboro and home.

I have included this sign before, maybe not in the fall, and I guarantee that you will see it again. The image below is looking west on the Mohawk Trail (MA Route 2) at this point. The route is one of my favorites from this point west, and was extremely colorful. That is GiGi patiently waiting while I took these images. Put this route on your list.

It was overcast when I arrived, but I wanted to climb to the top of the Memorial Tower. The image below (taken in sun upon my departure the next morning) is the tower as you see it from the lodge. I wanted to share images from atop the tower in all directions, but it was overcast, and much to my surprise not colorful as I imagined.

It is quite a climb. This is the beginning before three sets of spiral stairs begin. And, then the view looking down and west towards the lodge.

how can you not enjoy 1930s Arts and Crafts architecture and furnishings?

and, dinner is served at 7 PM – and amazing. I choose the chicken over a medley of vegetables – and the flavors I hope I can experience again – loved it. And, I had to sit close to the fire.

But, looking west with Albany off to the right of the images — THE SUNSET !!! The first at 6:08 PM, and the intense color at 6:29 PM.

Looking out my window when I awoke, GiGi was covered with ice and maybe crystalized snow. But, for sure in descending down the road, it was obvious I was “above the clouds.”

North (Betty, that is in front of you) on US Route 7, my destination was Old Bennington, Vermont, to visit the Bennington Museum and two temporary exhibits. How can you not love looking up at the Bennington Monument any time of the year

Having passed the Walloomsac Inn for at least four decades, and going inside once in the mid-1980s, the plan was to see the exhibit at the museum on the Inn, now vacant with decisions under discussion as to how to hopefully save it. First across the small Common in Old Bennington, and then a close-up of the Inn.

You had better learn about the North American Reciprocal Museum Association NARM, and its benefits. My membership through Old Sturbridge Village allows me free admission to over 1200 museums and galleries. Thus, if you have limited time, or focused interest, you do not mind stopping in for a short time, and that is what I did to see two exhibits. Remember you can click my galleries for larger, readable views of the galleries.

Early Vermont history is a tad confusing, but I found the information below very succinct to put it all in place.

You may know that I am now spending time learning about early cemeteries and funeral and burial practices. Thus, my sharing this gallery you may click to enlarge.

A small exhibit showed “Gilded Age Vermont”

Featured in this exhibit is this c1924 Martin-Wasp Touring Car. The Martin-Wasp automobile was the only car manufactured in Vermont. It was designed as a high-end luxury car, and only about 16 were ever made. This car was being built (but never completed) to be sold for $10,000, when a Model T Ford was priced at $265 in 1924. Martin drove the uncompleted car around Bennington until 1953, when he sold it to a collector who restored it as seen here today.

The other temporary exhibit I wanted to see was Vermont’s Parks and Recreation focused on the development of Tourism in the state.

I will just share these information panels, saved here for my future explorations, and maybe to tempt you as well. There are spots LADYRABIII and I may experience together. I am pretty certain (but do not have the receipt as I have with other camp grounds) that I camped at Hapgood Pond in 1963 while touring Vermont in my 1929 Model A Ford Roadster, traveling up from Wilton, Connecticut.


You know that I have enjoyed my experiences at the LANDMARK TRUST USA properties in Vermont. Now in just two weeks shy of two years I have had eight stays at these wonderful properties, and Gary has joined me on six of those stays, the last this February/March. A few months ago as we were chatting we said, time to experience the Dutton Farmhouse, and I made a booking. Gary and Ilana, along with Scott and Betty (who “came with” Cathy, 27 years ago) joined me for a relaxing time 24-27 October. It was conversation, some reading, laughter, meals, along with ANIMAL HOUSE (a tradition), TRUE LIES (now to be a new tradition) along with some documentaries. And, much laughter and research on “blow-molds” – a new interest to study and collect. Below is the farmhouse, looking east to New Hampshire, and down the drive to (YEAH!) the dirt road.

Overcast, gloomy and a tad rainy Monday and Tuesday, it is alright because you are warm and toasty enjoying life with friends. Wednesday cleared a tad, and I wanted to loop a tour on roads I enjoy showing the group Dummerston Center, West Dummerston, and the route of the West River Railroad (and quarries) on the west side of Black Mountain along the river. I showed them Jelly Mill Falls, and we all jumped out. I discovered and wrote about this area July of 2021.

West Dummerston Covered Bridge over the West River. Ray’s “prize winning” image from this post.

and the gang – Betty, Scott, the Patriarch, Gary, and Ilana (in part).

decoration at the front door of the Dutton Farmhouse — second place “award winner”

I thought that would be it for this memory post, but waking on Thursday, for the first time this stay there was no overcast, and the sun could be seen rising from the east. Below were taken at: 7:20 AM; 7:23 AM, and then I turned around and saw the wall at 7:25 AM, lasting only a moment.


1 – Take a break, one, two or three overnights, with or without plans and two hours or twenty-five minutes from home. It is rejuvenating and worth every moment.

2 – Discover Landmark Trust USA properties. But as Gary reminded me, “Dad, we are not finding dates we wanted because your posts have made them more popular.” Well I see there was a Wall Street Journal article, and COVID enabled people to find safer get-aways.

3 – Even if not “on the road,” I am an “armchair traveler” browsing brochures and websites and planning. Hey, you know me and books. Recently I found, bought, and is in one of my many “reading piles,” TRAVELING IN PLACE: A HISTORY OF ARMCHAIR TRAVEL by Bernd Stiegler. Too Much Fun!

Stay safe and well. Back to you soon, I hope — luv, RAY

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I am turning a corner, and in the last days have booked two overnights in the near future. But, in time you will read of those. But on this page is a compilation of three adventures “on the road” 6, 9 and 15 October. The focus here will be sharing New Hampshire and Vermont fall foliage, the likes of which I do not remember this early and spectacular. And, tied in I will share some history articles I have written for my newspaper, THE WALPOLE CLARION, so here goes.

Struggling with where to overnight on the other side of the state (as I did do in March of this year) while scouting for books and other “treasures on the list,” I gave up, and decided on a day trip instead 6 October, but I did tour an 18th century inn in Durham for the future. My new tree (remember Only theTrees are Different) was popping out

Giving equal coverage to be fair, here is the rear of “44” looking to “Camp 44” My maple on the left is never this early or this colorful – normally it is last and bland. This tree was but a few inches in diameter, and a few feet tall, growing out of an old stump when Cathy and I purchased “44” in 2002 – twenty years ago.

RAY equals BACK ROADS – and it was over NH Route 123 through Alstead, Marlow and Stoddard to get to the main road to Concord. Below is Marlow at 9 AM that morning, 6 October.

It was a day of good book buying, and some new backroads from Bedford to Wilton through New Boston and Mont Vernon – Destination – dinner at the Birchwood Inn in Temple.

Sunday, 9 October, it was off to enjoyable Dummerston, Vermont, for the Dummerston Apple Pie Festival. Begun in the 1970s, but not held since 2019 due to Covid. I enjoy exploring West Dummerston, Dummerston Center and East Dummerston. And, you should remember that in Dummerston is Kipling’s Naulakha, and the Scott Farm, not to mention the Dutton Farmhouse. And, there is also the campground where LADYRABIII will attend the vintage shows in May and September next year (you will want to attend the Merry May Vintage Camper Show show May 19-21 – I am already working on decorations). Below arriving up the hill from the east into Dummerston Center.

The size of the pies was overwhelming, but the pancake breakfast I could handle. This is how they do it in small town northern New England.

After enjoying everyone enjoying themselves, I drove off on a favorite route heading north from the center intersection. Here is a sampling of what I saw. (remember you can click images to enlarge).

On the 12th I needed to find a cemetery in Westmoreland to find the tomb Capt. Abraham Roblin of New York City, was, in 1820, interred. Yes, I was working on my November history article – subject – HORATIO THE ELEPHANT feel free to click and read the story. Curious right? I found Pratt Cemetery on Route 63, but wondered why I have never seen it in the last 20 years passing by. Remember when in Guilford on 2 October we learned that early graveyards were built on hills and slopes that could not be used for farming or grazing? Well, the land that Rev. Pratt gave for a cemetery is a slope that drops sharply off from the road, below the stone wall, and you really have to be looking for it. I found it, and the Pratt tomb is the brick structure where Roblin was interred.

On the radio yesterday I heard Connie Sellecca (John Tesh’s wife) talking about a reading study and health. I have heard him give tips on his radio show, but first time I have heard her do so. WELL – the study she shared – reading books can add two years to your life, and just what I have always said, the mental stimulation. You will be stuck with me for awhile, this month I have purchased three books on graveyard history alone to dig (joke intended) into.

And, on the way home yesterday, 16 October, from my third COVID booster and flu shot, I needed to stop and explore behind the Hooper Institute in town for what I was just told could be remains of Walpole’s Town Pound. My October history article was on Town Pounds (click on this link for that story, which I hope you will enjoy) and I had to do some traipsing through the woods. But to get there, I went on a little known seasonal dirt road in Town – Meeting House Road – that goes through the golf course. And, here are some leafy views going up the hill.

The 1963 town history says the pound’s stones were used in the foundation of the Hooper Institute, but much of that is concrete. So for the mystery, here are the stones in the woods that could have been part of Walpole’s Town Pound. These could have been foundation stones that have worked their way up, and shifted, the “good” stones being appropriated for use elsewhere in the 1920s.

Trust you see the “history threads” through my life and need to learn. So, the next project —

wonder if they will sell to me? Only right, don’t you think?

above, an early traffic sign for the center of an intersection – BUT, flanked by season red, and red barn.

Thank you for looking and reading this far, I hope you enjoyed the views, and maybe took a look at the “history lessons.” Stay safe and well, luv, RAY

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I almost did not make this Guilford Historical Society event, but with possible inclement weather it was postponed to Sunday from Saturday — I had a conflict in town on Saturday which would have kept me here. And, then I thought, no I will not write a post, but Ray thinking to himself, decided, “you need to write about that five hour journey so you remember, and then share and encourage others to explore Guilford, VT, and learn how important this once most populated area in Vermont is to Vermont’s early history. So, here goes, hopefully sparking you to learn more and explore Guilfords’s “approximately seventy-eight miles of roads; sixty miles of which are gravel.” “Gravel” – AKA “dirt” and loved by BLACK BEAUTY and BLUE BELLE who made the journey on the second.

The day’s event was  in Celebration of the 250th anniversary of the Carpenter House on Carpenter Hill Road. From 10 until noon tours were given on the first floor of the house, at Noon Carpenter House Stories relating the early ownership and history were related, and following a former resident related his time there. Tours of the Carpenter Hill Cemetery were given, and I attended the 1PM tour. I must quote the publicity which stated, “The Guilford Historical Society and the Guilford Conservation Commission have been working with the owners of the Carpenter House to plan a day of celebration for this beautiful homestead on Carpenter Hill Road. Built in 1772, the house was acquired by Benjamin Carpenter in 1779, the year he became Vermont’s second lieutenant governor.” The owners were overly gracious and generous in opening there home in this manner, and the various nature trails on their property.

Setting the stage, and putting things into perspective, you must remember that the Republic of Vermont (and its disputed territory between New York and New Hampshire) did not become a state until March 4, 1791, becoming the 14th State in the United States. I have written about the border dispute over Vermont lands between NY and NH. Benjamin Carpenter was connected with the government of the “Republic of Vermont.” During the early years of the house’s existence, Guilford was embroiled in the controversy over whether Guilford should be part of New York or the independent Vermont. Because of his position Carpenter was about to be arrested and banished but he hid. In time Ethan Allen and the Green Mountain Boys came to Guilford to put down the Yorker uprising. It is believed he was at the house and gave his ultimatum to Guilford to submit to the authority of Vermont in the upstairs Court Room. Please learn more about Guilford, the Yorkers, and Ethan Allen (a side note – Ethan Allen married his second wife just across the river from me in Westminster, VT, February 16, 1784).

Below is the Carpenter House from the front, and the side showing the rear extensions and barns.

You know I have toured many historic Colonial structures, particularly Historic Deerfield and Old Sturbridge Village, just to mention a few. But the tour in this private home (thus no photos) was exceptional – the home is that wonderful and close to original with its layout, wood paneling, fireplaces and equipment, and the furnishings and accessories. I felt like I was in the early 1800s. Essentially untouched and saved from disrepair in the early 20th century, through many ownerships it was simply preserved and used mainly as a summer home. It was not until the mid-1960s that electricity, plumbing and central heating were added to the home without any noticeable damage or modifications. An absolute treasure.

Thought I would share the original floor plan (not much changed on the first floor except additions). What I found fascinating is the entryway and fireplace layout (you may click to enlarge) — more about that at the end of this post.

Sorry this is getting wordier than I planned, I just want you to be sparked to learn more.

And, it was the cemetery tour that is sparking me to want to learn more. Erin, who was giving the tour, had the booklet you see to the right in her folder. Looked intriguing, and I have a copy in the mail to me already.

So, below are some new things I learned about 18th and 19th century cemeteries. You know I like to explore them, but now can be more knowledgeable about what I see.

Further up Carpenter Hill Road and around a bend is the cemetery, built on a hillside. Why? Hillsides are not ideal for farming or grazing, so a good use of the land.

Below Erin read us Benjamin Carpenter’s epitaph on his stone.

One always sees a large stone – the head stone – and assumes the head of the body is near that with the feet extended towards the viewer. Well, not so here with Mary Carpenter’s large head stone on the left, and the grave and body to its right ending with the foot stone.

and, here a close-up of the “foot stone.” To its rear is a granite post marking the plot boundaries. There were many such posts (this being one of the smallest) marking plot boundaries. Most of the posts were around four feet high. I do not recall seeing these in other cemeteries I have explored.

Erin enjoyed sharing this stone, noting how the stone carver did not plan ahead properly. Can you see? I wonder if the carver was paid at all or a reduced amount for his errors. Do click “gallery” images to enlarge.

I found some new to me Guilford dirt roads to traverse. Came to one T intersection, but don’t believe there was a stop sign since hardly travelled. I turned right on Lee Road and saw an interesting cut off tree with a roof and weathervane. Pulling alongside, it is the most unique little roadside “free library” I have yet to see.

I look forward to more Guilford explorations, and learning more cemetery lore. But now I digress to something I have been struggling with in my house. Benjamin Carpenter’s front entryway with the center chimney and its fireplaces backing up to it brought more into focus what I believe happened to my home in about 1850.

My home, built in 1806, has no fireplaces. I have two small brick chimneys serving as flues only. In my front parlors downstairs are identical mantles on the center wall, and one cast iron stove remains. Upstairs in one bedroom you can see where a flue may have exhausted into the chimney. A 216 year old home without fireplaces? I have been chatting with experts over the years.

At an event at Historic Deerfield I was chatting with an architectural historian. He promised to visit his next time in Walpole. When he entered my front door a few years back he said, “stairway and banister appears to be an 1850 era modernization.” And in May of this year I met the grandson of the founders of Historic Deerfield. He is now retired as former director of Historic Deerfield, and lives across the river. We chatted, and I shared images. He concurred that my mantels and entryway appears mid-19th century. He encouraged me to look for foundry markings on my stove. I did, and with the name information was able to date my remaining stove to c1850.

Below you can see my two front room mantles, what makes no sense in the second floor floorboards (the only “original” that are exposed), and in the last gallery my stove.

What makes most sense to me now (especially since my existing chimneys start at floor level) is that my long central entry hall is “new.” Originally I probably had a shallow entryway like the Benjamin Carpenter home, and others of this era, with a few steps on the left, a right angle turn for the stairs to the second story, or another turn to the second floor as I have oven seen. Then a central fireplace would have backed up to the stairs with on the first floor fireplaces opening to the two front rooms, and one to the rear for the kitchen area. Makes sense. AND, there is a big mound of dirt and stones in the center part of my crawl space, right were footings would have been for such a central chimney. What I need is someone small and not frightened by cobwebs to crawl in and investigate that mound for me. Volunteers?

Hope you got this far:

1 – Explore Guilford, Vermont, and its sixty miles of dirt roads
2 – Learn early Vermont history and how it became a state
3 – Read about Ethan Allen (yes I have about a dozen books about him in one of my reading piles)



“44” Fall 2022 – 4 October 2022
“Camp 44” – getting chilly Fall 2022 – 4 October 2022
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I had an amazing Saturday 22 September 2018 attending the PERU VT fair, and the 20th Annual Autumn Round-Up: Antique Tractor & Machinery Show on the Barker Farm high in the Ludlow, VT hills. Please do revisit that post. But it was that adventure that son, Gary, and I planned, and set into motion to replicate this year.

Gary could not make it for the Dublin Show two weeks ago, but planned to join me for this year’s Peru Fair, and the Ludlow “hit n miss” show that traditionally follows the Dublin show by two weeks. Working out timing we decided we may skip Peru and just do Ludlow on Sunday.

Then I saw on WMUR the Pickle Festival in Winchester, NH, on Saturday, and we met there arriving minutes apart. But it looked overwhelming, we looked at craft and food booths (with long lines) and left saying, “now we have been.” Then it was Route 119 west to Route 63 north back to Walpole. And in Chesterfield, all of a sudden there was Old Home Days on the Common. Quick look at the few booths, and deciding not to join the hordes in the one food line.

Back heading north, I knew the best place to stop and eat was in Westmoreland — BARN AND THISTLE on the Common. Cathy Watson has always been in the hospitality field (including John Cooper’s in Walpole ages ago) and purchased this old country store in late 2021 opening the restaurant, bakery and gift shop. My recommendation, do not wait to make a trip for a meal – plan an outing ending there now. My second time there, I cannot wait to visit the ambience and enjoy a great meal again.

It was then home, and the usual silly things Gary and I do. We have no idea how we morph from one thing to another – but following dinner was the HARDY BOYS MYSTERY OF THE APPLEGATE TREASURE. Aired on the Mickey Mouse Club in 1956, we highly recommend you also spend 3 hours, 49 minutes and 30 seconds. But as we sadly learned the next night, THE MYSTERY OF GHOST FARM bombed and is not worth any time.

Then on Sunday it was off to Ludlow in BLACK BEAUTY. It ended up being a tad cold, but still a great ride to and back. My last visit in 2018 there was a nice crowd, and several cars exhibiting. I was again waved in to exhibit BLACK BEAUTY (1958 TR3A in case you forgot), but the only one on the field. Not many in attendance when we arrived around 11 (maybe they all came on Saturday as I did last time) – but what a great selection of engines and farm equipment driven by those engines. Below, as I recall, this engine weighs 6300 pounds, Chugging away, its history of use was on the placard.

This will be a visual post, but I wish to share (thus remembering) the unusual things we saw. Gary asked, and I explained that yes the pumping in a loop was for display, BUT of interest I saw the tractor seat attached at the left side. Obviously rigged up so a driver could hook up a horse to move this rig around, making this a very “mobile stationary engine”.

Unique cement mixer, but looking back this morning at 2018, I see I was impressed with this unit then as well.

Interesting how I “may forget” but again am intrigued by the same things. This engine is doing all the work churning butter in this c1877 Davis Swing Churn made right across the river from me at the Vermont Machinery Company in Bellows Falls. And, ironically I provided a video as well four years ago.

If there were no trees and no historic home behind my home, I could see the factory in Vermont (still standing) where this machine was made – the Abenaque Machine Works in Westminster Station, VT.

Curled up sleeping on an old bale of hay I thought I saw the Maytag Repair Man sporting a six foot long gray beard. And it was him, waiting for this 1936 Maytag gas engine powered washing machine to need him. The sign said the engine could drive other farm and home equipment as well. Walking away the unit’s owner ran up saying, “don’t you want to make a video?” I could not say no – so you have that now as well.

1936 Maytag Washing – washing away

how can you not share an image of a 1915 “Sandwich Mud Sucker?”

On my last visit I shared an image of the family’s original 1923 Model T Ford Touring owned since new, and told you my Dad had me first drive his 1919 T Touring — well, sort of. On US Route 7, just below Bob’s Charcoal Stand in maybe about 1958 he pulled me over in front of him saying “now you steer.” And, I did – did not push any pedals on the planetary transmission, but did a few years later actually drive his favorite T – a 1910 Touring. Last visit I missed this unique spare which appears to have a studded boot around that could also hold chains — probably the only one extant. (Click to enlarge)

and, baling hay – quite an intricate assembly of gears and rods.

this machine was crushing apples with apple juice flowing out. Next to this a “hit n miss” engine was powering an ice cream maker.

the power take off on this tractor was powering a saw mill with an unattended 24 or 30 inch open circular blade spinning away. Trying to get the right photo angle I tripped over the leg of the bench sprawling forward — fortunately still far enough away from the blade. Gary and I did not see while walking around any one armed former saw mill operators.

The most fascinating piece at this show was this Drag Saw. Note the wheel arrangement, and Gary and I finally figured out what we were looking at. On the right end you can just see handles behind the saw blade for hand truck operation, but how do you move the unit with the wheels the way they are? Well upon close look, there are two axles shafts for each wheel, and at right angles. The wheels are in this position so you can move the saw unit down a log to cut off the next section. To move the unit to the next place to saw the cotter pin would be pulled, wheel pulled off and placed on the other shaft. With both moved off you go. Too bad you cannot see the inner workings of a “computer chip” to easily figure it out.

Dan Moore, owner of the farm and collector extraordinaire has some wonderful equipment that he shares. In this barn with wonderful items on display is this early snowmobile. But in the second image you can see he has even more varieties.

lined up is some amazing equipment Dan owns, and some not yet restored but in use at least providing some housing.

and across from the above line-up, more unique and original machines.

and, gas pump parts leaning up against this classic barn, moving a few things around this could be an award wining Vermont countryside image.

Did we have fun? Yes, and I am ready again not only to head to Ludlow, but back to Dublin next year. I saw another NH show advertised, but forgot to print out that link.

RAY RECOMMENDS – FIND and VISIT a countryside HIT N MISS gas engine and farm equipment show.

Thank you for letting me remember and share – hopefully more again soon, luv, RAY

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As you may have realized, I still have a fear of getting out in social situations and also of traveling. But, it could be just be that I am out of practice. Fortunately, I am comfortable alone, and can certainly “entertain myself” with my hobbies, research, curiosity, writing, and businesses. My recent overnight to OSV helped and rejuvenated me, and journeying with BLUE BELLE to the Dublin Gas Engine Meet was fun, but I started to feel more reclusive again. Recently I learned of a Vintage “Canned Ham” Rally at the nearby Brattleboro KOA (actually in Dummerston 15 miles south of me). I emailed, all spaces were booked up, but I was told the public could visit on Saturday the 17th from 1-3. On my list, and I almost did not go as Saturday approached. But I did go, so glad I did go, and have new excitement with my plans for LADYRAB III (1959 FAN “canned ham”).

It was BLACK BEAUTY’S (1958 Triumph TR3A) turn for a spin, and we arrived at the campground shortly after 1PM. Mike greeted me and directed me towards parking. I am truly impressed with the grounds, layout and amenities. The first “eye-candy” I saw was this honey – a Shasta from the 60s (sadly I did not note all the models and years to remember and share).

A couple spaces down I found Amber and Tim from Gotham, Maine. This is one of their three campers.

I mentioned that my trailer was just up the road and across the river in Walpole, and this conversation continued:

“I am from Walpole,” he said.
“Where did you live,” Ray asks.
“On the Common.”
“Oh, where?”
“Do you know where the old Catholic Church is?”
“Our house was two doors down.”
“And, I live between the church and and your old house.”

I love “small world stories.” We had fun, we know some of the same people, and I have folks to say hi to from Tim. But, continuing to explore, and getting ideas for more collecting fun…

I learned from one exhibitor/camper that the upper forward bunk trailers are harder to find. I do see them for sale on the west coast, but probably “newer” models. The vintage events here are for campers pre-1980.

This is a 1952 Scotty. Very small, and low, I was intrigued to see it has a drop floor just as LADYRAB III has.

Here is a 1965 Airstream Land Yacht – larger than my 1965 Caravel that I just sold. Everyone was so anxious to share their “pride and joys,” but this couple was exceptional. She asked me to go inside, but I looked through the door. After chatting, as I was leaving he said, “please let me show you the inside.” Amazing interior, and he shared that as a retired carpenter he started with a $1500 shell, $7000 spent on materials and over 500 hours. The workmanship is amazing, and the deco appearance amazing. He is now restoring another to sell – maybe around $60-$70,000 he told me — and well worth it I am sure.

Below is a fun decorated little “canned ham” – check out interior gallery, and click to enlarge. Also a dropped floor, and the table can be lowered to make a second single bed.

My hunt is on for “my leg lamp.” Learning more from other set-ups, I now plan to add a center pole to my awning for the peaked effect. My FAN camper came outfitted with everything you need to move in and hit the road, including vintage looking lights as you see below. BUT, with my lights are massive clips – unsightly. I saw several people using the small wire potato chip bag clips which are hard to see. My package of 30 red ones (to blend in with my awning, and more than I need) is now on order – only took moments searching on-line.

and two more set-ups for you to enjoy. Note the large Scotch cooler and accessories collection, Think this owner also likes Chevys.

It was an easy decision, and upon departure I stopped at the office to sign up for their Merry May rally. It was popular last year with everyone decorating for Christmas. While registering I was thinking, “now how will I decorate?” Then it occurred to me – you know I love to share, and besides some vintage Christmas decorations you should know I have well over 60 different miniature trees. Yes, I will have them on display, and have many months to figure out how to merrily do so.

Leaving, BLACK BEAUTY and I crossed US 5, and headed up to Dutton Farm Road, and miles of dirt. We passed Landmark Trust’s Dutton Farm, circled around Black Mountain to Rice Farm Road along West River, and crossed the covered bridge. Then up Route 30 through Newfane, back roads past the only round schoolhouse in the US, which is in Brookline, VT, – and more dirt until Athens and Cambridgeport, and then home. Did I have a good time, yes.

The folks exhibiting at the rally had first right for spots for next year, so tomorrow I will call to see if I can get a spot for next September. Again I am impressed with this KOA park. Below is a map of their layout (you can click to see it larger), and they even have cabin rentals. The two brochures I got may lead to some future adventures. I will let you know. Thank you for reading, stay well, luv, RAY

PS — about an hour after I posted this I looked at Facebook for the first time today. Tim told me of the New England and Beyond Vintage Campers Facebook page, and I was allowed to join. Post of this weekend are starting to appear – and better images than mine – hopefully you can view this post –


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There are some things I enjoy doing, and heading to Cricket Hill Farm in Dublin for the Dublin Gas Engine Meet is something I look forward to. BLUE BELLE (1960 MGA Roadster) and I headed off today for the 50th anniversary meet. With an “old” car I get waved onto the field for free to exhibit in the rows of old cars. Thank you, but it is fun because I did talk to two groups of people (one on the field, and another when I had lunch at the Harrisville General Store when a fellow also having lunch there came up and chatted having inspected BLUE BELLE on the field earlier.)

This post will be brief with “new” old things I saw today. But you may enjoy my writings of my earlier visits. Click on the links below:

2016 — 45th Annual Meet
2017 — 46th Annual Meet
2018 — “Canned Hams” on the field
2018 — similar Hit n Miss show in Ludlow, Vermont
2018 — 47th Annual Meet
2019 I did not attend since I was cruising from Chicago to NYC
2020 – COVID – no show
2021 — 49th Annual Meet

What I like to share on each year’s post is something that caught my eye as unusual and I may not have seen at the meet before. So, here goes with a quick overlook of what I saw today, and if you see this post this evening, do plan to attend tomorrow, Sunday. First, below, I found this wood splitter different. Looking carefully it appears the gears drive down the wedge to split the wood.

This exhibitor had his “hit n miss” engine connected by belt to a device that then feed off three different belts to run different equipment simultaneously. When asked, he showed us how the corn husker worked – second image.

the mechanism diverting the belts in different directions is in the top right of these images – never saw this before I am sure.

related are the “toy” but functioning steam engines. Always intrigued by these, I finally did purchase one because I had to have one. This is an interesting example showing the engine driving various equipments.

sadly I sold my last (of eight) Model A Fords last year. But when my second 1929 Roadster went down the drive, I always pine for another. If this early 1928 Touring Car were for sale, it would be in my garage now. It is an original “survivor.”

a number of shows ago I saw a toy “hit n miss” engine, and debated. I went back to the booth at the flea market and it had been sold. Been looking for one since (I know better than to buy a real one – well maybe not), and finally saw this on a table for sale. No longer – it is mine and waiting for the right spot in my home.

Again, never saw something like this before — here is a cut away of a” hit n miss” engine.

and here is a monster I do not recall seeing before – just think of the weight !

the club has over the past several years been expanding its own club displays including a rail line. This is the first time I was able to ride. Fortunately the engineer stopped the train in the underpass before the rails stop. One derailment a year is enough – remember last October I was in a rail car that tipped over off the tracks?

and, finally here is a wonderful 1955 Shasta “canned ham” that was on the field. The owners were displaying their historic collection of Coleman lanterns.

May I say it again? Try to get to Dublin on 11 September for the last day of the show, but if you cannot, try to get to Ludlow, Vermont, in two weeks. Their Facebook entry is out of date, but I stopped there a month ago, talked with the farmers, and it is happening.

Remember – “hit n miss” that is the sound, and it is amazing how they work. ENJOY – yours, RAY

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PRESS plus POTS – 31 AUGUST and 1 SEPTEMBER 2022

It has been hard to get out and about – COVID, out of practice, making arrangements not as easy as in the past BUT – I just had an overnight to get me back in the “shunpiking mode.” I had a great time combining two desires – 1) taking the tour of the American Antiquarian Society in Worcester, Mass, and getting back to OSV – Old Sturbridge Village. I believe I am “out of my funk.” My Cathy and I felt better just getting away for the day, and an overnight really rejuvenates you to “get back to work.” I combined two “day-trips” again into an overnight, close to home, but far away. Worcester, Massachusetts for a PRESS, and Old Sturbridge Village for POTS.

I recently learned that the American Antiquarian Society has tours at 3PM on Wednesdays. Odd time, but I had to see Isaiah Thomas’ printing press. I recently sold a reference book to one of the curators adding interest. Was I amazed to learn that over 40 people work here in a facility devoted to printed material from the US up to 1820 (they need to have it all) but have a cut-off of 1876. I told you I stopped by in February (do revisit this post) and peeked in the windows,

Getting there I backroaded, of course. NH Route 12, becoming MA Route 12 to Ashburnham and Fitchburg; right on 2A; left on 31 towards Princeton to Holden (there is a stretch on 31 with amazing architecture and views to the east); in Holden follow 122A to Worcester. I expect a report back on your explorations along this route. Below is the historic press, constructed in 1747 in London.  Thomas (1749-1831) learned as a child to print on this press while apprenticed to Boston printer Zachariah Fowle (1724-1776). When Thomas eventually took over Fowle’s printing business, he also became the owner of this press. I got my first printing press in 1957 when I was eleven – ironically I only own about eleven presses as this time, but nothing this large and historic. I encourage you to learn more of Isaiah Thomas’ work and life.

Above was today’s guide for the tour. The staff takes turns doing the “honors” so each tour could be different. I thought I was going to be the only one on the tour, thinking that would be great, then more folks showed up minutes before the start – 20 in all, the largest group since COVID began. I now will be an advocate for larger groups – there is an advantage. Different folks, different perspectives, and different questions, questions I would not have asked. As a result, insights I may not have otherwise gotten. So, large groups if they fit the area is better. Below is looking down to the reading room. We then passed through stacks, saw the preservation area, and you would not believe the size of the scanners being used to digitize newspapers.

I will visit again, I need to access digital copies of the FARMERS MUSEUM published at Thomas’ satellite press here in Walpole to pull snippets for my newspaper, THE WALPOLE CLARION (having roots back to the FARMERS MUSEUM), and I am adding the society to my list of worthy recipients of donations.

It was then down Main Street heading west. This visit to Worcester I saw more traffic than in my past visits. Main Street passes Clark University that I reported on in February where my great-grandfather, Franz Boas, taught. You pass through a number of ethnic neighborhoods, and ironically this evening I sold two books – one Armenians in Worcester, and the other Swedes in Worcester. I needed to go this route because I found in my files a brochure of the Historic Districts of Charlton, Massachusetts. I have almost 60 years of experience with Charlton, but have not explored it all. In 1963 high school friends and I painted the barn of the Black Angus farm owned by one high school chum’s Dad, and I bought my last Model A Ford there in 2019 – remember there are constant threads in my life.

In a remote area, but close to the Massachusetts Turnpike, I first passed the 1799 Rider Tavern, one of the top ten architecturally significant buildings in Massachusetts.

around the corner is the boyhood home of William T. G. Morton. Morton was the first to discover the properties of ether as an anesthetic and demonstrate its use in operating procedures. Honored as the man “who banished pain from the operating table”.

I then “back roaded” to Southbridge for the SOUTHBRIDGE HOTEL ​& CONFERENCE CENTER. Although not a B&B or Inn, it was fine, but the hook for me is it is in the original American Optical Company building, the company owned by the Webbs who established Old Sturbridge Village. Industrial and close to Sturbridge it was nice to experience the town. I had dinner at Fins and Tale, in an old building, and had a fantastic special – braised beef, mouth watering. Below is the fantastic old building before being converted (facade still the same) and my dinner.

The second reason for this overnight was a day at OSV. I was the first one “in the door” on June 8, 2021, when OSV opened for its 75th anniversary. I had a great time, and bought some souvenirs made for the occasion at the Miner Grant Store. While deciding on which pottery item to buy, a fellow came up to me and said, “I made those.” Tony is a volunteer potter at OSV, and we have emailed since then. He told me the kiln will be in the process of being loaded for firing on September 10, and I planned to meet him there to see the loading and chat. It was great. Below is the original pottery shop. When we visited before I left, we chatted in the underground pottery area that is so well hidden you would never know it exists.

One of the things Tony shared is their clay comes (since 1940) from the Sheffield Pottery, and he showed me an aerial photo of the spot, and a ground view. On my favorite US Route 7 in Sheffield, MASS, I have been passing by for six decades, only stopping once. On my list to stop next time passing by.

In our emails Tony explained the covering I would see, saying, “Due to all the rain downpours we have been getting we opted to cover the kiln. A dry kiln can reduce our firing time by 20 hours. 32 hours vs 52 hours. Very significant as we would have to staff the firing for the additional hours with another overnight and use at least another 1-1/2 cords of wood. To reach temperature the additional fuel is required to drive out all of the moisture trapped in the brick and hearth of the kiln. The kiln is 16” thick. Unfortunately the modern day tarp is a detriment to the old time appearance to the kiln.”

To the right are Jeff, Tony, and “apprentice” Caitlyn with the protected kiln.

Here is Tony heading in to stack the kiln with product for firing. It will be packed entirely, they had just begun.

below are some “firing” images that Tony sent to me — you now can see what happens, and what I saw during my overnight in 2018 when the Kiln was firing.

UPDATE – this image from the Village’s Facebook page, the Kiln being fired with over 1,000 pieces of pottery inside on September 11, 2022.

Leaving the pottery heading towards the Freeman Farm this is my favorite view looking down to the Bixby House where I spent one of the most enjoyable overnights in my life..

I have been fortunate to develop “friendships” with a couple of the docents/staff at OSV – Susan, George and now Tony. Susan was my docent for my overnight in 2018 – Boarding with the Bixbys – an experience I would sign up for again in a “heart beat.” I entered the Bixby House, and Susan was there. She offered me a chair, and we began visiting, but stopped when visitors entered so she could share the experiences folks like the Bixbys would have.

Susan explained how the women would weave the dried rye into braids that would then be traded at the local general store for other goods. Those braids would later be made into hats as seen on the table. The women would also get leather goods to create shoe uppers. Making shoes in the early 19th century was piece work done at many locations for further assembly. I have talked about this in the past in other posts.

When another group arrived she invited them (and me) into the “guest parlor” where she discussed the serving of tea. Tea leaves would be added to hot water in a cup. The resulting tea liquid would then be poured into the saucer carefully to not include remnants of the leaves. Tea was then drunk from the saucer – and now you know the 19th century tradition.

I heard the carriage outside – it was George. I said bye to Susan (I did go back later to say good bye), and then rode with George on his route and talk through the village and its history. Years ago we learned we knew the same people in Walpole, and his nephew lives close by. Most all of my images of George on my visits are the same.

After lunch at the Tavern I stopped in the Tin Shop where I apprenticed during my overnight and made two tin sconces, now proudly on my walls. And, I visited the “new” cabinet shop.

I have not before shared with you the Town Pound. One of my next “Did You Know That…” history articles in my newspaper will be on Town Pounds.

I wanted also to see the new exhibit on parades based upon the book shown below. The exhibit is in three places through out the village, but from the main visitor center part I have included some interesting panels that you can click on for easier reading – ENJOY.

In May of this year I discovered the Gill Tavern in Massachusetts. It was closed, but I promised myself I would return. Routing myself home once leaving a great day at OSV, and buying books at a few stops, I arrived in little Gill for dinner.

45 minutes from home on super slab I-91, I cannot wait to get back with friends.

Well, I am ready to get out again. I have to review all my notes for trips – and hopefully there will be “no stopping me.” If you have not been:

1-Visit Worcester, Mass, and the American Antiquarian Museum
2-Plan your trip to have a meal at the Gill Tavern in Gill, MA

ENJOY – luv, RAY

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I do not seem to be getting out and about as much as I used to, but I am busy. Lack of “shunpiking explorations” is probably a combination of factors: I still wish to avoid crowds; places I wish to stay are all booked as people are again traveling; I do not want to go far; you can no longer talk to innkeepers but have to use APPS that are all different, do not answer your questions, and often do not work; and, my mobility is not what it was. But life is good. With some books I purchased the end of July was a history of the Robinson Family and the Rokeby Museum in Ferrisburg, Vermont. Also in adjoining Vergennes is the Lake Champlain Maritime Museum that I last visited about 12 years ago, and also a B&B Cathy and I were always meaning to experience. A plan developed, and date picked for the stay.

On my favorite US Route 7, I have passed the Rokeby Museum countless times, but never gave it a thought. But here is true history of what life was like in Vermont through the 19th and early 20th centuries.

The four generations of the family were Quakers, farmers, abolitionists, authors, and artists. They raised Merino sheep from the outset when that was the thing to do, and opened a tourist camp in the 20th century as America took to the roads.

The farmhouse has had many additions and changes since the 1700s and is surrounded by all the typical Farm buildings of the 18th century (well not the modern garage to the left that replaced a barn).

The family was quite active in the early Abolitionist Movement in Vermont, and the related exhibits in the newer visitor center are informative and eye opening.

Roadside Americana fascinates me, and I have about 30 feet of books in my personal library about highways, their development, and what lined the sides of the roads. Tourist camps in farmers’ fields evolved into tourist cabins, then motels, and concluded with chains as the Interstate system bypassed the old roads (any idea why I “shunpike”?). In 2016, I selected for The Walpole Players (I was president at the time) and directed a rare play by Dorothy Canfield Fisher entitled TOURISTS ACCOMMODATED about how Vermonters opened their homes and also build cabins as lodging for folks who had just bought automobiles and were getting out into the countryside. The Robinsons hung out a sign and welcomed tourists in their home and in this cabin. Click on the gallery below to learn more.

After touring the grounds and various buildings ( click on this link for a map of the grounds and details about the buildings ) I headed back down to Vergennes, which with a population of 2,553 in 2020, is the smallest of Vermont’s ten cities in terms of population, I always enjoy walking around the “little city.” And, then off to the Strong House Inn blocks outside town. Cathy and I always passed by, but never did get to stay. My first floor room off to the side, and off the library. I had the wing to myself, and yes, I read and wrote comfortably on the couch in the library.

Part of the decision to make this escape was to again visit the Lake Champlain Maritime Museum. I was last there maybe 12 years ago. Of course on the lake itself, its entrance adjoins the Basin Harbor Resort which maybe someday I should experience. This is a remote area. This museum is special and its research, particularly underwater, on Lake Champlain is noteworthy. Here is a view of the “campus” followed by a map of the museum.

New since my last visit is this building with an interesting collection of boats.

having recently re-read one of my Hardy Boys books from my earlier youth, in which the brothers and their pals were out on their iceboats, I found the iceboat on the lower level with their history most fascinating.

I always wish museums would do booklets for purchase that would include the details (and more) from their exhibits. I am not sure whether I will ever fully understand all the American Revolution events on Lake Champlain, but in this gallery is a sampling of knowledge (click to see full size). So much more I need to learn.

I am including this map to put the area into perspective for you.

You know my interest in canals, and my last trip to the Champlain Canal. Down the path and on the lake is the premier exhibit – “The schooner Lois McClure is the Museum’s full-scale replica of an 1862-class sailing canal boat, based on two shipwrecks located in Lake Champlain. This replica project was initiated in 2001 with the goal to understand our region’s unique 1862-class sailing canal schooner; how it was built and operated; and the economic, cultural, and personal impact the canals had on our region and people.” You may wish to look at this page on the museum’s website to see the Lois McClure under sail.

I needed a break, and even a day away is great, an overnight doubly great. Each museum I spent about two hours at, thus could have done one in the morning and the other in the afternoon. So, if going keep that in mind. BUT IT IS THE JOURNEY, and you know I have to see roads and areas I have not been on. I spent much time driving “to and fro”, but that is also relaxing and thinking time for me. So, instead of marking up a map to share, I encourage you to get out your map, and follow my routes “to and fro.”

TO Vergennes – I took I-91 to exit 9 where I followed VT 12 to Bethel. Just north of Bethel I discovered (on my maps before leaving home) a new to me route over the mountains – I took Camp Brook Road to Rochester (turns into Bethel Mountain Road on the west end). Fun and views across the mountain – marked not for large trucks, with sign saying GPS brought you here in error. From Rochester up VT 100 a short way, west on VT 125 on another wonderful, Ray Recommended Route, over more mountains, past Middlebury’s Snow Bowl and resort area, down the hill past Bob Newhart’s Inn (well the facade for the show – stayed there in 2018 check out that post). Once on my favorite US7 it was north to Vergennes.

FRO Vergennes — an isolated route, but you have to see a totally different flat landscape in Vermont, but looking west to New York’s Adirondacks across the lake. Take VT22A south out of Vergennes, and enjoy. Instead of going all the way south to Orwell or Fair Haven and cutting east, I had never been through Shoreham Center to Whiting on Route 30, and then Route 73 to Brandon. I always enjoy browsing through Brandon. From there south on US7 to Rutland, and VT103 to Chester and home.

Hopefully you will get out a Vermont map and trace these routes and develop your own new adventures. At my B&B I got a brochure I had never seen before, probably since published in 1998 by the UVM Historic Preservation graduate class of 1999 — OTTER CREEK HERITAGE CORRIDOR — pretty much the territory I covered. I see more explorations coming, but cannot find much on-line. Guess I will have to correct that.

Stay safe and well — back to you soon, luv, RAY

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After my Oswego Canal trip in early May I started doing more research on the Champlain Canal to see if there was a boat I could rent to explore the canal since all the Erie Canal boats had already been booked up for the season. Shortly after, still early May, I found one of the last two seats on the Mohawk Maiden Cruise’s CALDWELL BELLE “Free History Cruise with Hudson Crossing Park.” It was for Thursday, 4 August, plenty of planning time. And, then on May 28, I found and bought the “new” LADYRAB III – my 1959 FAN Sportsman’s Friend – a classic “Canned Ham.” See where I am going with my planning? A first “maiden” outing with LADYRAB III to coincide with my Mohawk Maiden cruise. The plan – to explore the locks and old route of the Champlain Canal before and after my boat trip, and see more of New York’s Washington County. I found a spot at a campground in Cambridge, NY, somewhat central to my explorations. And, we settled in…

Ironically, the street adjoining the grounds, to the rear of my spot, is…

As much as I have read and studied, I cannot still totally keep straight all the important things that happened along this corridor from Albany north to Lake Champlain to Canada. The French and Indian War, and the American Revolution with its turning point here. I started in Schulyerville at Fort Hardy Park where the British surrendered October 17, 1777, at the spot below.

If you study a close up map you will see that in most of this area the Hudson River is on the east of some islands of land, and the old canal route (and other water ways) to the west. Enjoying maps I found Towpath Road and headed down — but it narrowed, became private property, no place to turn around, and fortunately I did not go for a swim extricating myself. This was not the narrowest spot of the path – if I had taken an image at a narrow spot, I would have gotten wet.

With my boat trip at 3PM, I planned to head to Lock C3 in Mechanicville and work my way back up. Below is Lock C3 looking south. I bought a sandwich before arriving here and ate under the only tree at a picnic bench. Many of the lock properties have recreational areas for the public. When I passed through here in early May the canal was not yet opened, and the gate was locked.

The locks are operated even for kayaks cruising the canal. There was a boat in the lock as well north of these kayaks.

Lock C4 is in Stillwater, NY. US Route 4 follows much of this route from Whitehall south to Albany.

north of the lock was this assortment below of Canal Corporation work vessels.

History abounds along this someone rural route with small towns that are probably unchanged since the 1920s. Saratoga National Park, Freeman’s Farm, many markers and sites of historic import. Below is the “Saratoga Surrender Site” looking east down to the Hudson. This is where Burgoyne turned over his sword on October 17 – kind of confusing with the “surrender tree” site above — back to my history books to understand – so much happened it is really confusing.

A tad north is the Philip Schuyler Country Estate – and someday I will be traveling through when it is open. Destroyed by the British October 10, 1777, it was rebuilt, and now restored to its early 1800s appearance. The original canal ran along to the rear, and someday I have to find the aqueduct over the adjoining stream.

“Downtown Schylerville” and up the hill to the west is the Saratoga Monument, a 155 foot stone obelisk. Ccompleted in 1883 it stands where Burgoyne’s camp was entrenched during the campaign’s final days. 

It was then time (well I am always early) to head to Lock C5 for my canal cruise. Arriving there I walked around, and to the west of the new “barge canal” is the old route and the entrance to this old lock – now blocked off.

and, I walked over to Lock C5 for the images below.

and, then headed down to the landing and pier for the Caldwell Belle as she was arriving.

There were only six of us for the tour (limited still due to COVID) and the park tour guide. The guide was late, the family of five did not arrive until shortly after we were supposed to leave (as did the history guide) so I got to visit with Captain Marla and her “skeleton crew.”

The family of five arrived, as did our history guide, and off we went to head south through Lock C5.

we went south a tad, then headed back north into Lock C5.

below part of the divide of the Hudson River and our passage – this is looking south.

I chatted with Captain Marla, and hope to charter her craft for a tour with friends from Schylerville to Whitehall before the end of the season, but for now, paddle away….

One thing I have learned about Washington County, New York, is the relative lack of lodging options as well as limited eating options. Wednesday night was alright at a family Italian restaurant in Greenwich, but Thursday night heading back to camp, the tavern and restaurant I stopped at in Greenwich was a disaster. I ordered onion soup and the special. Eventually my wine came with the comment, “no soup.” Another thirty minutes waiting for the special, that should be ready to serve, I went to the bar and said, “I am no longer waiting, what do I owe you for my half-glass of wine?” The server seemed to be alone outside the kitchen, tied up on the phone with orders, then listened to me, played with the cash register, and turned back to me saying, “you are all set.” Thank you said Ray, and he exited.

The day before I wanted to drive through the Village of Shushan, New York, on the way to the campground, but WAZE would not let me. Thursday morning I tried again to see Shushan. But, two miles east from the campground I turned the corner, down the hill to see the roof of the covered bridge, and only the abutments to the new bridge being rebuilt. The campground had flyers for the Shushan Covered Bridge and School House Museum (you know I collect all this stuff), and also Yushak’s Market – established 1941, now second generation. A village in Salem, it is not named South Salem as the residents wanted because the “Post Office Department in Washington D.C. objected because Salem already appeared so frequently on the list of the United States post offices. The officials, therefore, christened the place “Shushan,” a good Bible name, and it was suggestive of royal magnificence.”

NOW HERE IT GETS CONFUSING – I grew up three hours to the SOUTH of Salem, NY in Connecticut, and just WEST of me was NORTH SALEM, NY — but to ease your pain, SOUTH SALEM does exist and is only 15 minutes SOUTH of NORTH SALEM, which then makes it three hours and fifteen minutes SOUTH of SALEM. I know, you are worn out now.

So with no dinner I headed back to the campground, but remembered another route into Shushan. I made the turn. I love Shushan, and it is worth a visit four miles from the Vermont border.

Old Shushan, NY, railroad depot and former post office

I arrived after 6PM, saw lights on at Yuskak’s and went in. “Sorry we are closed,” I was told. But they let me look around, I pulled a prepared dinner, and they heated it up for me. I enjoyed it “at camp.” So the images below are of Shushan (the next day), and my prepared squash lasagna dinner. The images below basically are the town. Remember you can click my galleries for larger views.

And, besides the Georgi Park Park and Museum, you need to go to Shushan to see the Shushan Covered Bridge Museum and School House Museum. I was there too early in the day to peek inside.

It was then, on Friday, north on remote Washington County roads with rolling views, fields, corn, and horses (remember Saratoga is just to the west). I arrived in Whitehall, and stopped at the Skenesborough Museum and Heritage Area Visitor Center, not having been there in about 12 years. Nice history starting with this diorama display.

Here was the birthplace of the U.S. Navy where the first ships were built for the American revolution. But for some background on Skenesborough, Major Phillips Skene, an officer in the British army during the French and Indian Wars, established the first settlement here in 1759. Skene became familiar with the area while serving as a Major of Brigade at the British fort in Crown Point. He settled more than 73 families and scans borough by 1773. Now Whitehall, the Champlain Canal connects here with the southern reach of Lake Champlain, connecting the route to the St. Lawrence River.

Over hearing a conversation, I learned I could have lunch at the Skene Manor. BLUE BELLE and I visited the outside only in 2015.

Skene Manor, Whitehall, NH

an aerial view (not my drone) and then some interior views, my lunch, and the view out the front door to Whitehall in a gallery.

At Whitehall is LOCK C12, which I have reported on before – CLICK THIS LINK FOR LOCK C12 also some Lock C9.
and, I have also shared my visit at LOCK C11 – and CLICK HERE FOR LOCK C11 – same report as above
LOCK 10 was never built as planned in the early 1800s, so, next here is LOCK C9

looking at my maps, from here south on the west side of the barge canal was Towpath Road – obviously along the original canal bed – so off I went heading to Lock C8. The road did indeed follow the old canal all the way.

entering the road heading south to Lock C8 it is a long straight stretch of open land and waterway. Here is looking north once I was almost at Lock C8.

and below, looking south to Lock C8.

there is so much history along the Hudson River in this area. I have been trying to visit the Rogers Island Museum at Fort Edward for years, but it has always been closed. I finally got in, and there is so much history here.

I still have explorations to accomplish in Fort Edward, including the Old Fort Museum which I never seem to be able to fit in when in the area. But I did find an old Lock at 9 Argyle Street – an Old Junction Log – if I had found this link before writing I would have explored more – guess another reason to return. Below is the lock as I saw it, and across the street the Hudson River.

In Fort Edward is also Lock C7 where I had a wonderful visit with the Lockmaster in June 2016 – scroll to end of that post. But, I had to stop again, of course. Below looking south to the Hudson.

Even traveling down Route 4 there is not much built up, but I did stop at this Guard Gate to share with you. Wanting to learn why it was there, I found another website that I wish I had remembered to study in detail. Take a look at this Champlain Canal document on the Erie Canal Website (official title – NEW YORK STATE CANALWAY WATER TRAIL GUIDEBOOK – you can download PDFs, I want to find a hardcopy)– but here is the detail on the Guard Gate – “Guard Gate, Crocker Reef — This 55-foot-wide guard gate is suspended from lattice steel towers and is normally open throughout the navigation season. It was built in 1914 to protect the 2.25-mile land-cut section from here to Lock C6, allowing it to be drained in winter and for maintenance. It is the only guard gate on the Champlain Canal.”

Many of the lock accesses to recreation areas are closed between 4:30 and 5 when the locks shut down, so I wanted to get to Lock C6 before the witching hour. But, not the case here since a road crosses a bridge just below Lock C6. So here is Lock C6, and then the small bridge built in 1907.

If you got this far — THANK YOU – remember I write for myself to remember, but enjoy sharing. Hopefully you can find an interest to stimulate and focus your travels around. It has taken me over a week to pull this post together. With the heat and humidity the beginning of this adventure I was thinking “never again” but in my writing and review, and finding the detailed guide with maps, I will head back again at some point. ENJOY and EXPLORE, luv, RAY

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You know I like to find and share unusual superlatives, and combining those discoveries to share in conjunction with a “road-trip” makes it even the more fun for me. This “road-trip,” as in the last couple of years, was to see my daughter and her family as she was traveling up from New Jersey to take her daughter to camp north of Burlington, Vermont.

Friday after getting my work done in the morning, I headed north, buying books on the way. I “did good” and “I am good at what I do.” With luck I easily pay for my “toys and trips” with my purchases once sold, but “you make your money when you buy.” I met my family at their AirBnB, and went down to the private beach on Lake Champlain that came with their lodging. About 7PM I headed to Jericho, Vermont to check into my B&B – the Sinclair Inn Bed and Breakfast.

In my twenty-five plus years of stays at inns and B&Bs I now place this B&B in my top three, and cannot wait to again find a reason to stay again with Tom and Dan, if nothing else for their breakfasts. Everything absolutely outstanding – the appointments, decorations, cleanliness – all without equal. It was getting dark when I got into my room.

Saturday, my daughter Julie was checking Devi into camp, so our plan was to meet early afternoon at the Shelburne Museum, which you should know I visit as often as possible. Before meeting, there was a small exhibit I wanted to see, but it was opening at 11AM, so I first headed to Essex Junction to an antique center. I had not before been in Essex Junction – a great little town, and Amtrak runs through its center. The book buying was great, and turning one corner there was a red Cosco cart – display only, not for sale. Oh well, saved me money, and I did just finish restoring my Massachusetts Cosco cart purchase from two weeks ago. About five more booths, and there was an original cart, with its original Cosco label underneath – FOR SALE — Shortly SOLD – and loaded into GIGI.

It was then a short hop back east to Jericho to The Old Red Mill.

Housed here are the town offices, a craft shop, and a small historical society museum exhibit – important history that you need to know. You have heard that no two snowflakes are alike, but do you know why? Jericho’s Wilson A. Bentley at age 19 in 1885 was the first to capture a single snowflake on glass plate film. Developing his own equipment, he went on to photograph over 5,000 snowflakes, never finding two alike. His published studies are still “the Bible” on snowflakes. Below is the exhibit room as you enter.

Bailey’s Projector for his Lantern Slides of his images.

Here are some of his amazing images on display

You probably know I enjoy visiting and studying mills. The majority of this mill is a really nice craft gift shop that also has snowflake collectibles. But fascinating and still in place is this original equipment.

We then met at Shelburne Museum around 2PM. I arrived first using my NARM membership pass (do get a membership at a member organization for an unequaled benefit), went to the cafeteria, and the kids met me shortly getting a two day pass so they could stop on the way home on Sunday. Then we headed to the TI.

This is an amazing nautical relic that was brought inland two and a half miles from Lake Champlain in 1954. When you visit on-board do view the video of that feat. I have watched it maybe five times now. I could relish life on board in the early 20th century.

I did not recall walking through the galley before on the lower deck astern of the boiler area.

In the wheelhouse topside, Patty explained these large back-up wheels for steering. If the powered smaller wheel had a system failure, these two large manual wheels would be engaged, and two men on each wheel would turn the cables running to the rudder for steering – not an easy feat. Note the brass piping on the rear bulkhead – radiators with steam heat for the bitter Vermont winters on the lake.

It was a hot day. On the way out we walked through the air-conditioned circus building (this was my Cathy’s favorite exhibit here) which in 518 feet has a carved circus parade extending almost that entire length. On the opposite wall are vintage posters and original carousel animals. Of course outside there is a real operating carousel.

Heading back to their AirBnB which was a few rooms in a private home – the key feature was being almost on the Burlington bike path along the lake, and a private beach which I enjoyed with them both evenings. After this it was dinner out, and goodbyes until next time.

I really regret not having had my camera at breakfast Saturday morning, but here is Sunday morning. Dan’s meals, the presentation, and Tom’s adeptness at serving make me want to return — if only for breakfast. I sat in the corner of the dining room taking it all in. Breakfast starts with a fruit presentation followed by a main course – this morning a unique hash, and a poached egg on top. Dan’s family was in the restaurant business Tom told me.

I could have easily headed south to I-89 or Route 2 to head towards Montpelier and Barre, but that is no fun when there are back roads I have not been on, and towns I have not seen. I traveled east on Vermont 15 which heads north for awhile up and around Smuggler’s Notch in the Stowe area. My plan was to then go south on Route 12 to Montpelier. Not much on Routes 15 and 12, but I have now been on these sections of road to report on. I saw a sign in Johnson for Ithiel Falls Camp Meeting, and went down a back road to see this camp founded in 1899. I have an affinity for church camp meeting grounds that provided much of the genesis for American vacations. In Morrsiville (per GPS in my phone camera) here is a wonderful round barn, built in 1916, complete with an interesting entrance and leaning round cupola, that I had to share.

Hopefully you remember the title of this post. I have educated you how “no two alike” came about, and here now is the largest in the US – the largest Zipper that is, and made of granite in Barre – the Granite Capital. Unless on the Main Street there you don’t have to go out of the way, because here it is —

Built in 2014, the 74 foot long zipper still needs a 450 foot pair of trousers to be effectively used. And, now you know.

Next I “shopped” at another antique center, picking up another mid-century appropriate decoration for LADYRAB III’s outside focal point. Full report coming once my vintage custom made awning is installed.

Continuing on more “new to me” roads, I headed west on US 302 (do get your Vermont map out) and then south on VT 110 through Washington, turning east in Chelsea on VT 113 through Mill Village, West Fairlee, Post Mills, Thetford Center to Thetford Hill. I once stumbled into Thetford Hill, probably from the east – but was thrilled to see it again. Make sure you make a short side trip from Exit 14 on I-91 to visit the Common. From the extremely picturesque village green I headed south on the back road taking in amazing views to the east. Going down and around you soon arrive at the Union Village Bridge, built in 1867.

Knowing roughly where I was in Norwich environs I back roaded to my favorite US 5, and along the Connecticut River (lovely in this stretch) and onto I-91 to sail home. A great two nights, three days away, time with family, and some good purchases to top things off.

Back to you again soon, I hope, with more adventures – stay well, luv, RAY

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