DAY TWENTY ONE
This morning I decided I'd seen enough ocean and enough lobster, so it was time to start pushing west and ultimately home.
I really enjoyed the Duck Pond Campground and all their well-chosen activities.
After crossing over into New Hampshire I headed straight for the White Mountains. It was a long slog up and over but the speed limit ranged between 40 and 50 mph which I could easily handle and not worry about holding up traffic.
I was looking for a scenic pull-off for some nice photographs when I came upon one near the summit. I pulled on in only to discover that there was nothing of consequence to photograph and to make matters worse, there was no exit and no room to turn around. The only choice I had was to back out onto the shoulder of the highway. It was pretty nerve-wracking but I did it in style none the less.
Around 1:00 pm I found a nice spot to pull off right next to a very rocky river. I needed a snack and a nice quiet spot by the water and this was perfect.
Being a Sunday afternoon I figured that all those families, needing to be at work in the morning, would be clearing out of the campgrounds in the area making availability a none issue.
My theory seemed to be correct as I pulled into a KOA in the town of Woodstock, New Hampshire and noticed plenty of vacant RV sites.
Check this out. I even have my very own swing, fire pit and table. One thing I love about the mountains is the cooler temps and lack of humidity. It will be a great night for sleeping and no need for the a/c.
Even with my wifi signal booster, this site does not have strong wifi. The last couple of nights I was spoiled because I could get Netflix on my 27" Mac computer.
I just figured out how to display maps of my journey. I won't be doing this every day but you see how I have turned inland. It wasn't a long day at all. I stopped mid-afternoon. I guess I'd rather not be hunting desperately for a campground as the suns going down.
I think I'll just spend one night here and continue on in the morning.
I really enjoyed the Duck Pond Campground and all their well-chosen activities.
After crossing over into New Hampshire I headed straight for the White Mountains. It was a long slog up and over but the speed limit ranged between 40 and 50 mph which I could easily handle and not worry about holding up traffic.
I was looking for a scenic pull-off for some nice photographs when I came upon one near the summit. I pulled on in only to discover that there was nothing of consequence to photograph and to make matters worse, there was no exit and no room to turn around. The only choice I had was to back out onto the shoulder of the highway. It was pretty nerve-wracking but I did it in style none the less.
Around 1:00 pm I found a nice spot to pull off right next to a very rocky river. I needed a snack and a nice quiet spot by the water and this was perfect.
Being a Sunday afternoon I figured that all those families, needing to be at work in the morning, would be clearing out of the campgrounds in the area making availability a none issue.
My theory seemed to be correct as I pulled into a KOA in the town of Woodstock, New Hampshire and noticed plenty of vacant RV sites.
Check this out. I even have my very own swing, fire pit and table. One thing I love about the mountains is the cooler temps and lack of humidity. It will be a great night for sleeping and no need for the a/c.
Even with my wifi signal booster, this site does not have strong wifi. The last couple of nights I was spoiled because I could get Netflix on my 27" Mac computer.
I just figured out how to display maps of my journey. I won't be doing this every day but you see how I have turned inland. It wasn't a long day at all. I stopped mid-afternoon. I guess I'd rather not be hunting desperately for a campground as the suns going down.
I think I'll just spend one night here and continue on in the morning.
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