Kelly and the baby were up in Maine visiting her BFF that weekend. Not content to just hang around until they got back; the kid and I decided to venture out on our own mini road trip, and look for some color on that particularly bright Sunday. Wrestling him off of the computer and lashing him into the vehicle, we were off to see what we could see...
Bare mountain resembled a box of crayons...
...and the Notch just below was jammed packed with hiker-peepers.
I don't remember ever seeing this much traffic at the Notch. It appears the cat is out of the bag on this prime fall weekend locale...
Looking for something a little less clamorous we continued on in search of less-peeped foliage, or anything else that might peaceably soothe the sight and senses.
Pretty soon we were bumping along the scenic back roads and farmland of Sunderland.
The kid usually has plenty to talk about, if you know how to wring it out of him. Spending time and chatting with him is always worthwhile and sometimes, even rewarding...(and not to mention; always a good way to learn about and/or stave off foreseeable troubles coming down the pike...)
We followed a farm road until it came to a dead end, and were turning around when a biker came by, dissapearing into a trail in the woods beyond. We had to check it out and find where the trail led to.
...it was short, and went directly into a dip where a set of train tracks cut through. We waited a little for that rumble in the distance, but unfortunately no trains were forthcoming.
The trail went up the other side and reconnected with the another road. Not exactly a voyage of discovery, but still: Now we know. At any rate, we were all the while taking in some crisp autumn air,
...and were soon heading off again to find some more untapped color.
You can't get that from a keyboard.
Pretty soon we found ourselves at the outer reaches of Montague, where the fabled Bookmill can be found, if you can find it...
We checked in there, exploring the different rooms and lofts and hanging out for a while browsing and reading...
Then we were on the way back home with the setting sun...
Definitely a little more refreshed for the coming week... and hopefully, that much more connected with the kid...
2 comments:
I like the spare way you describe being with a young person-of-few-words who's incredibly important to you but a tough nut to crack, as they say. Seems like the trick is getting one of them in the car in the first place. And of course great photos. I like the horizontal shot.
Ah, you have a teenager, and know from whereof I speak...
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