43 09.499 N 072 40.009 W
Sometimes it is amazing how strongly weather affects ones attitude. Yesterday was one of those splendid days when nobody would consider a negstive thought about anything. The temperture was cool, the sky was blue, the humidity was low. A slight breeze rustled the leaves. The views of the mountains were splendid. Visibility must have been at the maximum.
Itwas the kind of day when Libby and I revel at eing out on Lake Champlain. But yesterday we were in the car and we navigated Vermont's Route 100. 100 is the road that winds down Vermont's cental valley. The green Mountains were on our right, and other mountains on our left. Traffic was negligible. The whole thing was lots of fun.
The extent of the damage lingering from Tropica Storm Irene is amazing. Every where we looked repairs were underway. Sme of the repairs may be because of the more recent flooding. It seems like every time we crossed the river, it was on a brand new bridge. Amazing.
The National Forest Service camp site here is very nice. Lucious lawns and a babbling brook set the ambiance. Most Forest Service campgrounds we visited this year were simple, self maintaining, and staffed only by a volunteer camp host. This place though had lots of fancy buildings, dedicated vehicles, and numerous employees. Quite an empire.
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