Manchester to Burlington

Our accommodation in Manchester was at Palmer House, an all-season resort motel in the Green Mountains of Vermont. When you consider that some stays are $69 a night, the ones that are $169 balance out, right? 

It was probably the best night's sleep we've had, a very nice spot.

King size bed. Below our own private patio with marble stones. Marble sidewalks and chunks of building foundations made from the same creamy stone are common in the area, from the days when there was an active quarry up the road at Dorset.

The view Norm has from there.

We did a walkabout in Manchester looking at where the old mill used to be, circa 1830s.

As we drove these wonderful twisty, hilly slow moving side roads one thing I would watch for are dry stone walls. There are lots of stones here to build these walls and some are more structured than others.

 

This wall surrounded a grave yard. Tombstones, numerous ones for women with the name Lucy, dated back to the 1840s.

Across the road corn fields, as high as an elephant's eye. And of course granite fence posts, everywhere. They never rot off in the ground, like the cedar and fir fence posts used on the west coast.

Mary, waiting for W.P. Kinsella to come.

Covered bridges make the side roads fun. The insides are even more interesting. 

We headed back to Dartmouth/Hanover to connect with Tom Blinkhorn who had visited us a couple of years ago in Metchosin. There is a lake and mountain in Metchosin called Blinkhorn. Tom has been searching to see if he might be related to Metchosin's Thomas Blinkhorn, the British-born first manager of Bilston Farm, now the Metchosin Golf Course. He had descovered a newspaper article Norm had written about the area. With the amazing world of the Internet, Tom and Norm connected. So it only seemed fitting since Tom lives in Hanover that we should get together. We met for a drink in town and then Tom gave us a tour of  Dartmouth College, where he teaches part-time, and the area, a nice treat. And this treat was the tea and creme brûlée I had when we met. 

  Driving around Dartmouth, it is obvious that there is a lot of money here. Houses in the millions. The place below houses the president of Dartmouth. For tuition of $65,000 a year, your sons and daughters can attend too.

Tonight we are Burlington at the Bel Aire Motel, not in the millions. It doesn't look like this house.