Vermont and then New Hampshire after Canada were pretty. We got smart and searched for winter camping and found several potential places in the region and headed towards White Mountain National Forest. It was getting chilly, so we bought firewood on the way in and found Waterville Campground about in the middle of the forest; of course we were the only campers and the camp hosts were nowhere to be found. We had put sweet potatoes under the hood to cook when we left Montreal, but need to tweak our cooking location because three or four hours on the engine didn't cut it and had to put them on the fire. It was super windy and hard to get the fire going, but totally worth it because it got pretty darn cold - maybe about 20 deg - and anything we spilled froze on contact. Yay for double sleeping bags and snow pants. Boo for having to pee at 4:30am! Saw neither moose nor bear. We got up this am and went in search of the river we heard nearby last night. As we left we discovered our campground was near a ski town and grabbed brunch on the way out - the first meal on the trip we didn't make! Sleeping in a hat gives you a trendy dirty hipster hairstyle that was necessary to tone down in the rearview mirror prior to Sunday Brunch.
On down to Portland, the backroads were the way to go, with better views and small cabin towns and craft fairs (?!) everywhere. Portland seems like a great town, but we're staying in Hebron, CT tonight - 4 hrs down the road. Photos aren't uploading, so wait on that. Philly and Shanna tomorrow, then picking up turkeys from the turkey farm and on to Fairfax, VA!
Also, we saw a hobo today.
