Vermont to Maine

A beautiful, silent night’s sleep in the four poster bed !

Followed by a wonderful breakfast made by Willa at the BnB we stayed in.

If in Woodstock you should stay here

. http://charlestonhouse.com

I guarantee it’s terrific. Breakfast was beautiful. Egg Pie, sausage, fruit and croissant. All while chatting to Willa from Montreal and husband Dixi a former Austrian ski instructor.

We headed off to explore the covered bridges. There are over 100 covered bridges in Vermont. They say they are covered to make them stronger and protect them. It seems to work as most are standing well – though some have had work done on them after storms back in 2011.

They are beautiful.

Woodstock : you may see me in the window!

Lincoln: a fully enclosed one.

Then onto Quechee. It was amazing as the river dropped and the water rushed under it.

Then we headed north to the White Mountains. It’s not the season to be here. No autumn colours ( like when I visited with my sister ) but still snow around.

Locals are heartily sick of winter. Roll on warmer weather!

We wound our way through the mountains. Stopping for the view. And the odd covered bridge!

We made our way to the coast, to Portland, our next stop and decided the drivers are more polite than in Australia. For a start, when crossing a road in a small town, the cars automatically stop for you. Not even at a crossing! They also don’t drive fast!

We arrived in Portland, a beautiful coastal port (which is undergoing a big surge in tourism, ) with plenty of time to explore.

We’re staying at the Portland Regency Hotel & Spa which is considered an historic hotel. It’s well located and helpful staff guided us to the best oyster bars. We’re keen to try the oysters.

http://www.theregency.com

So we left our bags and started walking!

From Canada to Vermont USA.

Leaving Montreal by bus is easier than flying. No airport queues. No hassles.

We decided to travel over the border to Burlington then hire a car to drive.

It worked well including the part where we had to exit the bus and all crowd into one room and file one by one to the two custom officers. I was just sorry we were about 10th in line. I was quite enjoying hearing the questions and answers. ‘Where have you been? ‘ where are you going?’ ‘What will you be doing there ?’ ‘What did you buy?’ What’s in your bag?’

Most were allowed back on the bus except the man of colour on crutches who could barely walk. He was taken behind the doors. Along with a family with 3 children! We had to get back in the bus and just wait. We were told we couldn’t even get off to use restrooms! Of course that made me need to!

Finally on our way into the US of A and into Burlington Airport to pick up our car. The enclosed verandah linking the airport to the car park was nicely fitted out with rocking chairs facing the tarmac. I wondered if the elderly were left there for a few hours entertainment!

We headed down the 95 in Vermont heading to Woodstock. I stayed there back in 1990 with my sister for our girls trip. We had a wonderful 3 weeks ‘long service leave ‘ from our families. We went from NY to Boston, got a car and explored Maine and Vermont.

Now 28 years later I’m re visiting some of the places!

Woodstock didn’t disappoint. It’s still a charming little town. Lots of sweet shops a lovely town Main Street and Library and a gorgeous covered bridge.

I think this is the shop I took a photo of and painted when I returned.

This is the land of the covered bridge. We intend to explore a few.

We walked the Main Street , found somewhere for dinner, bought a second hand book at the Library, went into fascinating general store ( which truly had everything) and finally checked into our BnB at the end of the Main Street in an appropriately named Pleasant St. Because it was. The house was charming and the owners Canadian Willa and Austrian Dixi, a couple about our age were lovely.

Our room at the back of the 9 room BnB was large and inviting with a grand 4 poster bed. A comfortable night coming up.

We decided on an early dinner having no eaten much today. We choose The Prince & the Pauper. Mostly because there wasn’t much else open. But it was surprisingly good in a gentle old fashioned way.

Cocktails seem very popular here so we had to try one for me it was a Vermont Cosmo and for Steve a a Maple Martini!

After smoked salmon and a lovely pork dish we walked home satisfied.

We planned our next day then fell up onto the High poster bed!