Day 6 was the Schoodic peninsula. The day, and our easy little hike, started rather rainy but cleared up entirely. I have lots of pictures of crashing waves. But to pick just one photo for the day, I have to pick this one; an evening walk we did out our motel back door, to the park carriage roads and up to Witch’s Hole Pond. I really just have a thing for evening light.
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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