Physically wrecked, wracked, and ruined by too much biking on Day 1, on Day 2 we tried to keep things a little easier. We took the bus south and walked a nice little trail to a little-populated stone beach called Little Hunters. I like the blue-gray/rust-orange color combination here. Then more walking onward to Seal Harbor, where no food was open except an ice cream snacky place; so, ice cream for lunch! And the discovery of an amazing little shop/exploratorium, the Naturalist’s Notebook. Onward to the nearest bus – naturally, no buses in freaking Seal Harbor, bite me COVID – more of a schlep than I wanted to do, but I always push myself on vacation.
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My life's journey has taken me from the streets of New York, up the Hudson Valley, to a little goat farm under Vermont's highest mountain. View all posts by christinestaffa