Finally Vermont!

The campground store opened early so we bought them out of chocolate milk. It was a delicious second breakfast (after the first of oatmeal).

We learned they don’t call them “passes” over the mountains they call them “notches” (more research needed). Beaver Pond at Kinsmen Notch was at the top of the notch. It’s also where the famous Appalachian trail crossed our route.

We coasted into a general store in tine Swiftwater run by Phil who made us our 3rd small breakfast which was yet another breakfast sandwich. They had a roster of who hunted the biggest turkey this season. The top bird was 24 pounds. There was at least 60 names on that list.

Greg and Joan explained the pros and cons of Vermont and New Hampshire as well as the friendly rivalry. Thanks for that.

Rickers Pond campground was our choice for the night. I couldn’t resist going for a quick, cold swim in the pristine pond. We watched some “caveman TV” (fire) in the nice shared campground pavilion.